AN: This chapter is short and kinda stupid... I can't really help it... I blame it all on the writers block. So if anyone is truly reading this anymore...give me some ideas. PLEASE!!!!!
Dedication: To nat452.
"Brad!" I exclaimed, jumping off the bench and into his open arms. "Your supposed to be in New York."
"I know. But I ran into a few problems there." Brad looked down at me and asked, "So you planning on telling me what's got you crying?"
I looked up at him, wiping away the tears on my cheeks, trying to put everything behind me. "It's kind of hard to explain."
"I see. Is the reason your not telling me because it actually is hard to explain, or is it because its something you don't want to talk about?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Was my reply before I sat down, wiping the remaining tears away, and trying my hardest to look like nothing was wrong.
"Just know that whenever you feel like talking about it I'm here for you." he told me taking a seat beside me.
"How long are you in Seattle for?" I questioned.
"As long as you need me." he said in a whisper.
I gave him a questioning look. "What do you mean by that?"
"I got to Seattle last night... I needed to tell you something. I saw you leaving the house and decided to follow you. I was at the dance. I tried to get to you, but it was hard staying out of White's sight. So I hid ... I heard everything. I tried to help you...but I couldn't move, something was stopping me. When White had the gun aimed at you I was about to jump in but you took care of it... and I followed you again. I've been camping out, out here."
"Uh huh. Then you know what had me crying before you showed up. What is it that you needed to tell me? And why did you say as long as I need you here?"
"Its about David."
"What about David?"
"Well you see... Well..." Brad trailed off.
"If there's things I need to know, then let me know. Don't keep things from me."
"David was in a fight earlier... a lot earlier... And, well the person he fought...well isn't the person you want to talk about right now."
My heart practically stopped. "What kind of fight? Is he alright?"
"They had him at the hospital... The doctors were watching him closely. But...he... he didn't make it Rachel. He died... and its my fault. Rachel he died, because I couldn't help him. Last night I was so afraid I'd loose you too." I looked up. My vibrant blue eyes met his emerald green ones, and then I noticed he was crying, I had never seen him cry, he was the strongest out of all of us. Then I knew, I couldn't cry, I had to be strong for him.
"It wasn't your fault Brad." I whispered pulling him into a hug. "And don't worry about me. You'll never get rid of me, and I mean it. You're stuck with me until the end of time." I said trying to lighten the mood.
"You promise?" he asked me.
"Of course." I replied. We sat there for a few a little bit longer, until his tears ran dry. "Lets go inside get you something to eat. K?"
Brad just nodded. I stood up and helped him up. We walked up to Alec's apartment, when we got there everyone was sitting in the living room talking, their voices low, and quiet. "I'm sorry about earlier." I whispered. Everyone turned to face me.
"You did nothing." my dad said smiling at me.
I nodded, smiling weakly, and then said, "My friend Brad's going to be staying with us for awhile. He ran into some problems in New York and came down here. I'm sure you guys remember him. We're just going to go raid Alec's fridge now, find something to eat."
"No you two sit down, I'll go find something." Alec spoke up walking into the kitchen.
We did what Alec told us, filled everyone in about what was really happening. We all ate leftover pizza, and ended up staying at Alec's the rest of the day, seeing as it was Saturday. When we got home, we helped Brad settle in, and ate supper.
Days, then weeks, then two months went by, everyone soon believed we weren't going to be seeing White for awhile....but we were wrong.
