To Love or To Kill
Chapter 9: Denial
The living room was dark with the only source of light being emitted from the television screen. The room flashed to the meet the movie as it seemed to dance on the wall with shadows of a large and the volume barely turned up high seemed to echo in the silence.
Belle sat on the sofa next to Shawn quietly as he watched the tube, though she couldn't help but wonder what had been taking Philip and Chloe so long. It had almost been a hour and a half that had went by since the two departed and she had yet to have heard a phone from the two. Nothing at all, no "We're doing okay, just got caught up in a little traffic due to an accident" or "My mom decided to talk Chloe's ear off" and the more Belle thought about it, the more she realized each point of view she dreamt of came from who she had been expecting to hear from.
'Where are you Philip?' Belle thought as she began to become concerned with the lack of knowledge to his or Chloe's whereabouts. Then Belle began to silently wonder what was taking Brady so long to come back with her mocha. He had been gone for quite a while too, if he was only getting something simple for the two of them.
When all of a sudden the door opened quickly and there was Brady who face appeared to be hot red even in the dark room. His face beamed an expression of being completely pissed off. He walked quickly over to Belle sat her mocha down harshly onto the coffee table as he took him and his drink pounding up the stairs two at a time.
"What's up with him?" Shawn asked as Belle could only shrug and go back to watching the movie knowing the fact she was where she had dreamed of being, wrapped in Shawn's arm, all the while her mind was on someone else.
She knew her feelings for Philip didn't go past friendship but sometime last year the two began to confront the conflicting issues of it leading to an ultimate showdown. Nothing came from it, since neither could allow anything to come from it, but in the end, their friendship had become stronger and she had moved back to her crush on Shawn since he was available again.
He had never been occupied but for the longest time, there had been talk of something going on between him and Mimi, in which the two hadn't wanted anyone to know about but something occurred between the two and they rarely talked. Then there was the shock of Mimi and Jason dating that really made people wonder, but it's all in the past with last year. Although, when Shawn and Mimi had been in a group as friends, it always seemed to be an awkward cloud the floated above head among the two.
Belle sighed heavily by giving up her conflicting thoughts and moving past them to enjoy "Joy Ride" while being wrapped in Shawn's arms tenderly. Besides that, Paul Walker was a nice blonde hottie himself what was the need to think of another dimpled one.
But in the back of her mind she could still feel the nagging that something wasn't right or something wasn't going to be right. The thoughts had become stronger and they had only just begun since Chloe entered.
Maybe it had been the way Philip stared at Chloe adoringly that made Belle sometimes fidgety or maybe it had came from somewhere. Some other inside fact she knew that made her feel woozy about Philip alone with Chloe.
In fact the truth had been the eyes that now belonged to Chloe, the lack of words for someone lusting away, or the mindless utter of a loving gaze Philip would give to Chloe now, well they use to be the property of one Isabella Black. And for the longest time it had been unknown to her but now it had been too late for redeeming in on those prizes since the cash value would never be enough for what he wanted now. That was something she had to accept, yet why should she have to? It wasn't as if she had some deeper feelings for Philip besides friendship or was it?
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"I can not believe the nerve of that…that… That bitch!" Brady said as he screamed low enough for only himself to hear. The first meeting of the two who would have to become accustomed to had not been the best. He had his words and she with hers. Temperatures flared and anger rose from each heated body.
Leaving him determined to make her first day at work tomorrow to be one filled with lots of hell and this time he would have the last word. She would be the one left standing in utter shock and a mouth wide open. And it would be her pining away for him.
Figuring out all in his head, Brady knew what he was going to do. He was going to fight fire with ice. By playing it cool and giving the child, since that was what she only was a glimpse into the life she could never live with someone like him.
Brady huffed as he remembered her exact words ' Love isn't finely packaged lust nor materialistic type exchanges. It's the gift of giving someone your heart and I think even someone as cruel as yourself could know what shared love is with that bit of info.'
"Gift of giving," Brady said aloud to himself, 'Yeah, I sure will like to give you a piece of my mind' he thought.
Laying on the bed with his hands being used as pillows he stared at the ceiling slowly pondering. Expecting her arrival since she should be coming back with Phillip anytime now. She may have been the last one to get the last word but he sure wasn't going to be gentlemen enough and wait for her so that he could hold the door for her. Slamming it on her at that given time would have been more preferable.
Just to think this was the same girl he couldn't keep from his thoughts all day since it was only in her photos that he had finally seen her. And now haven't met her, he couldn't see the beauty of the mystery that lied within her, she was just an empty confidential document that when opened outlined everything but meant nothing without the quality necessary.
Thinking of her photos though still had the power to take Brady away. As much as he could tell himself how much he could never like a girl like her, she was to young to cope with adult situations, he felt himself melt into her with those blue eyes, hidden soul, and what he could only imagine was a soft touch. Too deep into thought Brady hadn't heard when the living room door opened or shut. Nor could he hear the shrill of Belle's ecstatic voice when she saw Phillip's body enter nor could he hear Chloe make a comment about their tardiness. Nor could he had known what Phillip shared to Chloe on the ride back that enlightened her into his world and he couldn't expect coming from his deep thought to see her standing looking like she did minutes ago but just more beautifully at the door frame to his room. No he hadn't heard here come up the steps after telling Phillip and Belle she needed to take care of something immediately. So there she stood for the third time that day he was in awe of her. First with her photos, then at .com, and now her appearance here. Sitting up on his bed now, he had somehow managed to move his body to the edge of it and at some point when Chloe began walking to him his heart began working in overtime…never did the thought of 'why is she here' come about. There's living in the past and then there's living now…….
TBC…..
Chapter 9: Denial
The living room was dark with the only source of light being emitted from the television screen. The room flashed to the meet the movie as it seemed to dance on the wall with shadows of a large and the volume barely turned up high seemed to echo in the silence.
Belle sat on the sofa next to Shawn quietly as he watched the tube, though she couldn't help but wonder what had been taking Philip and Chloe so long. It had almost been a hour and a half that had went by since the two departed and she had yet to have heard a phone from the two. Nothing at all, no "We're doing okay, just got caught up in a little traffic due to an accident" or "My mom decided to talk Chloe's ear off" and the more Belle thought about it, the more she realized each point of view she dreamt of came from who she had been expecting to hear from.
'Where are you Philip?' Belle thought as she began to become concerned with the lack of knowledge to his or Chloe's whereabouts. Then Belle began to silently wonder what was taking Brady so long to come back with her mocha. He had been gone for quite a while too, if he was only getting something simple for the two of them.
When all of a sudden the door opened quickly and there was Brady who face appeared to be hot red even in the dark room. His face beamed an expression of being completely pissed off. He walked quickly over to Belle sat her mocha down harshly onto the coffee table as he took him and his drink pounding up the stairs two at a time.
"What's up with him?" Shawn asked as Belle could only shrug and go back to watching the movie knowing the fact she was where she had dreamed of being, wrapped in Shawn's arm, all the while her mind was on someone else.
She knew her feelings for Philip didn't go past friendship but sometime last year the two began to confront the conflicting issues of it leading to an ultimate showdown. Nothing came from it, since neither could allow anything to come from it, but in the end, their friendship had become stronger and she had moved back to her crush on Shawn since he was available again.
He had never been occupied but for the longest time, there had been talk of something going on between him and Mimi, in which the two hadn't wanted anyone to know about but something occurred between the two and they rarely talked. Then there was the shock of Mimi and Jason dating that really made people wonder, but it's all in the past with last year. Although, when Shawn and Mimi had been in a group as friends, it always seemed to be an awkward cloud the floated above head among the two.
Belle sighed heavily by giving up her conflicting thoughts and moving past them to enjoy "Joy Ride" while being wrapped in Shawn's arms tenderly. Besides that, Paul Walker was a nice blonde hottie himself what was the need to think of another dimpled one.
But in the back of her mind she could still feel the nagging that something wasn't right or something wasn't going to be right. The thoughts had become stronger and they had only just begun since Chloe entered.
Maybe it had been the way Philip stared at Chloe adoringly that made Belle sometimes fidgety or maybe it had came from somewhere. Some other inside fact she knew that made her feel woozy about Philip alone with Chloe.
In fact the truth had been the eyes that now belonged to Chloe, the lack of words for someone lusting away, or the mindless utter of a loving gaze Philip would give to Chloe now, well they use to be the property of one Isabella Black. And for the longest time it had been unknown to her but now it had been too late for redeeming in on those prizes since the cash value would never be enough for what he wanted now. That was something she had to accept, yet why should she have to? It wasn't as if she had some deeper feelings for Philip besides friendship or was it?
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"I can not believe the nerve of that…that… That bitch!" Brady said as he screamed low enough for only himself to hear. The first meeting of the two who would have to become accustomed to had not been the best. He had his words and she with hers. Temperatures flared and anger rose from each heated body.
Leaving him determined to make her first day at work tomorrow to be one filled with lots of hell and this time he would have the last word. She would be the one left standing in utter shock and a mouth wide open. And it would be her pining away for him.
Figuring out all in his head, Brady knew what he was going to do. He was going to fight fire with ice. By playing it cool and giving the child, since that was what she only was a glimpse into the life she could never live with someone like him.
Brady huffed as he remembered her exact words ' Love isn't finely packaged lust nor materialistic type exchanges. It's the gift of giving someone your heart and I think even someone as cruel as yourself could know what shared love is with that bit of info.'
"Gift of giving," Brady said aloud to himself, 'Yeah, I sure will like to give you a piece of my mind' he thought.
Laying on the bed with his hands being used as pillows he stared at the ceiling slowly pondering. Expecting her arrival since she should be coming back with Phillip anytime now. She may have been the last one to get the last word but he sure wasn't going to be gentlemen enough and wait for her so that he could hold the door for her. Slamming it on her at that given time would have been more preferable.
Just to think this was the same girl he couldn't keep from his thoughts all day since it was only in her photos that he had finally seen her. And now haven't met her, he couldn't see the beauty of the mystery that lied within her, she was just an empty confidential document that when opened outlined everything but meant nothing without the quality necessary.
Thinking of her photos though still had the power to take Brady away. As much as he could tell himself how much he could never like a girl like her, she was to young to cope with adult situations, he felt himself melt into her with those blue eyes, hidden soul, and what he could only imagine was a soft touch. Too deep into thought Brady hadn't heard when the living room door opened or shut. Nor could he hear the shrill of Belle's ecstatic voice when she saw Phillip's body enter nor could he hear Chloe make a comment about their tardiness. Nor could he had known what Phillip shared to Chloe on the ride back that enlightened her into his world and he couldn't expect coming from his deep thought to see her standing looking like she did minutes ago but just more beautifully at the door frame to his room. No he hadn't heard here come up the steps after telling Phillip and Belle she needed to take care of something immediately. So there she stood for the third time that day he was in awe of her. First with her photos, then at .com, and now her appearance here. Sitting up on his bed now, he had somehow managed to move his body to the edge of it and at some point when Chloe began walking to him his heart began working in overtime…never did the thought of 'why is she here' come about. There's living in the past and then there's living now…….
TBC…..