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Chapter 14: It's Been a Strange Day

Brenda had been sitting alone in the unlit living room when Brandon showed Andrea out that night. She watched him close the door and stand there for a few seconds. When he turned around she stood up. The movement caught his eye. She stepped forward, becoming more clearly visible in the reflected light of the hallway.

"Brenda?" Brandon asked.

"Hey," Brenda replied.

Brandon turned the light in the living room on and approached her.

"How are you doing?" Brenda asked.

Andrea had told Brandon about Brenda meeting Hannah. He'd been angry at first that his sister had kept her a secret from him, but Andrea had calmed him down, pointing out it was Brenda who had given her the strength to confess her secret to him.

"It's been a very strange day," Brandon admitted, sitting down on the couch. Brenda joined him.

"You can say that again," she commented.

Brandon looked at her. She looked worn out. He was about to question this, but Brenda began speaking again.

"Are things okay between the two of you?" Brenda asked him.

"I guess so. It got pretty emotional back there for a while. It's all been a bit of a shock. We're gonna meet for breakfast tomorrow, and she's gonna bring Hannah," Brandon said.

"That's great Brandon!" Brenda exclaimed.

"Yeah, it is. I can't help feeling strange about it all though. I don't think it's all sunk in yet. I have a daughter. It seems crazy," Brandon told her. He smiled when he was finished, shaking his head in disbelief.

"A pretty amazing daughter," Brenda told him, smiling.

"So I've heard," he told her, returning her smile.

Even though she was smiling, Brandon still thought he detected some sadness in her eyes.

"How about you?" he asked in a concerned tone. "Are you okay?"

"Me?" Brenda replied scoffing. "Brandon I'm fine. You're the one who's just had some life-changing news."

"No, I know you Bren. Something's up. You know you can tell me," Brandon told her.

Brenda hesitated. Now that it was all out in the open, there didn't seem any reason not to tell Brandon. She didn't want to burden him though, after the day he'd had.

Brandon could sense she was weighing up whether to tell him what was wrong or not.

"Brenda, you can tell me anything. Trust me, if there's something bothering you or something's happened I want to know. You're my sister."

Brenda nodded her head.

"Okay. I talked to Dylan this afternoon. I told him something I hadn't told him before, something that happened in London before we broke up."

Brandon nodded, waiting for her to continue.

"Brandon, I had a miscarriage," she told him.

"Brenda," he said, concerned.

"It happened while Dylan was in Hawaii visiting Iris. He never even knew I was pregnant. I found out after he left, and I wanted to wait until he got home before I told him. After it happened, I just stopped functioning properly. When he came back, I couldn't tell him. I didn't want to face it. If I told him I'd have to deal with it. It just seemed easier to shut the rest of the world out, to push him away. It made sense to me back then."

Brandon moved closer to his sister and put his arm around her. Brenda was grateful for the support. She was becoming used to telling her story, but it was still painful.

"Anyway, things were really bad between me and Dylan when he got back, and he had no idea why. That's what caused the break-down of our relationship. I wasn't facing up to my loss, and I let it take over my life. I don't blame Dylan for leaving. I'm surprised he stayed with me as long as he did," Brenda said.

"I'm glad you told me Brenda. I just wish you'd have said something earlier," Brandon told her.

"I couldn't tell anyone, not until I talked to Andrea about it. She helped me find the strength to face him though. I'm really glad I ran into her at the airport. She's been an amazing friend."

Brandon smiled.

"You know, she said the same thing about you," Brandon said.

Brenda laughed.

"I guess we have been propping each other up over the last few days," she replied.

"So, how did Dylan take the news?" Brandon asked.

"I don't know. I think he was surprised. Kelly interrupted us though," Brenda said.

"Ah," Brandon replied.

"She wasn't too happy about finding us together either," Brenda admitted.

"I think Kelly's always felt a little insecure when it came to you and Dylan," Brandon told her.

"Yeah, well, he took off after her, and I haven't seen him since," Brenda finished.

"He'll be back," Brandon assured her. "I know Dylan. He's not gonna leave something like this hanging."

Brenda nodded. She was unsure if she really wanted to talk to Dylan again about it or not. She wanted to see him again, but seeing him might mean seeing Kelly. She had a feeling she wasn't Kelly's favourite person at the moment. She also thought about the look Dylan gave her. She'd been thinking about it all day. What did it mean? Was it Dylan just being Dylan, or was it more? She thought she'd detected something there, something more than just general concern. Was it possible that his feelings for her hadn't changed?

She told herself off immediately. She had no right to think like that. Dylan was with Kelly. He was in a relationship, whether she liked it or not. It wasn't her place to try and interpret the "looks" he'd given her. She was a better person than that.

Brandon and Brenda stayed up chatting to each other for a while, until their parents came home. It felt like old times, when they'd all lived in the house together.

Before going to bed that night Brenda hugged her brother. They'd both experienced some pretty intense emotions over the last 24 hours, but it felt good to know that they had each other for support, no matter what emotions the next 24 hours would bring them. Tomorrow could be a life-changing day for both of them. Brandon was going to meet his daughter, and something told Brenda that she'd be paid a visit by a certain Mr. McKay before the day was out.