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Chapter 4: She Will Be Loved

" Sometimes its too late to take back the things you've done, and it hurts like hell to watch the one you love be loved the way you should have loved them in the first place."-Anonymous.

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All night.

All night I've been watching the shadows dancing on the ceiling of the bedroom trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Or how in the hell I somehow ended up back under Tyson's hold.

I was doing so good.

At least that's what I keep telling myself.

" You think too loudly," Mark says from beside me and I sigh turning over to look at him.

" I'm sorry," I murmur closing my eyes.

" You know, Chase likes you. I mean, he really likes," he whispers and I can feel his fingers brushing through my hair lightly, helping me relax, " As his big brother, I have to ask you that if you don't see anything happening with you two, somewhere down the road, please don't lead him on."

" That's just it. I thought I knew what I saw happening down the road. I did. And then…"

" Then what?"

" Then Tyson kissed me, and everything I thought I didn't feel anymore, everything I didn't want to feel anymore came swirling back into my head and has me feeling completely upside down and inside out."

" He kissed you? When?" he asks sounding a little surprised and taken back.

" After he gave me his gift. He kissed me."

" Did you kiss him back?"

" Yes. No. I don't know. I just, I stood there. I didn't push him away for anything,, but I didn't necessarily reciprocate."

" He's taking advantage of you Brae, when are you going to see that? He shows up on your birthday weekend, uninvited. Worms his way back in, gives you a present that he knew would leave you moved and then he tried pulling you back in. He's playing hardcore mind games with you, and he's playing for keeps," he says and I squeeze my eyes shut on the tears, because I know what he says is true.

" Why am I so stupid when it comes to him?" I ask and before I can turn away and leave Mark gathers me close and lets me cry it out.

" Your not stupid. You were in love. Maybe parts of you still are, and its hard to let go."

" I was almost there, and then he just, he just parades back into my life, and it isn't fair," I stammer, and suddenly the pain and confusion gives way to a shocking wave of fury bubbling through me, " It isn't fucking fair! He isn't playing by my rules. I get to make the rules, not him. He fucked up, not me. That bastard!"

I hop up from the bed leaving Mark staring after me in shock as I drag open the door and storm down the stairs prepared to walk out into the freezing cold early morning and snow and give Tyson what for, only as I start stomping through the living room I realize Tyson curled around a pillow on the floor.

" What the hell are you doing in the house?" I demand, kicking Tyson's foot with my own, satisfied by the way he jerks from sleep.

" What? What's going on?" Tyson asks sleepily blinking his eyes as he looks around the dimly lit room.

" I asked you what the hell your doing in the house?"

" Couldn't get to the garage."

" Why the hell not? You know, what I don't care. I'm going to say what I have to say to you and then your going right out to the garage apartment where you belong."

" But…"

" Shut up and listen. It isn't fair. It isn't fair that you just showed up here and tried worming your way in. It isn't fair that you buy me a gift that you know is going to leave me shaken and then kiss me. It isn't fair that you would give me the time I needed to get completely over you. You aren't playing fair, and now I don't want to play at all! Now get out!"

" I can't get out."

" Why not?" I demand, hands on my hip.

" Snowed in."

" Bullshit," I spit out walking to the side door, and I pull it open letting out a muffled scream when I see that in fact all that's on the other side of the door is a blindingly white wall of snow.

" Told you," Tyson says from behind me and I grit my teeth angrily slamming the door.

" Your lucky I don't make you dig your happy ass back to the garage apartment. Do me a favor Tyson, just stay the hell away from me."

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" Can you believe this? Snowed in. Its fabulous. I love it," I hear Evangeline say as I make my way into the kitchen the next morning,

" Oh yeah, fucking fabulous," I growl, eyes narrowing as I zero in on an empty coffee pot, " Who drank all the damn coffee?"

" Sorry," Tyson's voice comes from behind me, and my shoulders immediately tense up.

" Whatever, I'll just make some more," I mutter snapping the water on.

" Uh oh, someone isn't in a very good mood at the moment," Evy jokes and I slam the top of the coffee maker shut.

" No, I'm not in a good mood okay!" I snap out immediately feeling bad, and immensely awkward when the kitchen grows quiet, " I'm sorry."

" Its okay. Mark filled us all in," she says running a hand over my shoulder, " So I'm thinking since we're pretty much stuck here we should have a game day. We have plenty of board games."

" That actually sounds just about perfect. I need coffee, and a cigarette."

" Well lucky for you the coffee is done, and I happen to have a cigarette with your name on it if you want to come smoke with me," Evy offers and I smile nodding my head slowly.

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Later, I find myself actually enjoying myself as we play a rather, spirited round of Twister. Mark laughs as he sits on the couch, spinner in hand.

" How in the hell, am I supposed to get my right foot all the way over there?" I demand realizing that my arms and legs are tangled up with Chase's arms and legs, whose tangled with Evy's, whose tangled with Jared's and its just one big mess.

" Well, you better figure it out, you have four seconds left."

" You know there's only so far five feet four inches can stretch," I mutter and I peak through tangled limbs, biting my lip as I slip my foot carefully under Chase's and over Jared's and touch a toe onto the designated color.

" Spinning again!" Mark calls out, and start giggling. Completely uncontrollable laughter coming out of me as I struggle to keep myself up.

" Left hand blue!"

I barely shifted when I hear Jared give a muffled cry and fall, sending all of us crashing down onto the plastic game board in fits of laughter.

" At least I didn't lose this time," I barely choke out, turning my head to see that Chase is half on top of me a wide grin on his face.

" Should we go again?" Mark asks and we all groan together, " I'm going to take that as a no. So what else can we do? We've played Monopoly, Candy Land, Life, and Twister."

" I know, lets play Truth or Dare," Tate offers and I roll my eyes.

" What, are we twelve?" Evy asks untangling herself from the tangled mess that is our group.

" What, are you chicken?" Tate asks his voice slightly disgruntled.

" What the hell I'm game. I can always use a little regression," I say sliding out of the pile straightening my shirt and hair.

" Fine, I'm in too," Evy says and I grin curling into the corner of the couch.

" Hey, Tyson, we're playing Truth or Dare, you in?" Carson calls out and immediately I feel myself become unsettled.

" Sure, why not," Tyson says sitting on the couch right across from me.

" Who goes first?" Tate asks, looking around.

" You do, it was your idea," I say smiling at Chase when he hands me a glass of wine before settling down next to me.

" Okay. Hmm," Tate says looking around, " Tyson, Truth or Dare?"

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Tyson's POV

" Tyson, Truth or Dare?" Tate asks and I look around to the faces staring back at me.

" Truth," I say feeling nervous.

" Hmm, truth. Truth. Truth," Tate mutters, and I watch apprehensively as his face lights up, " Okay. What is the worst thing you've ever done?"

" Tate!" Chase and Evy say at the same time and he just shrugs his shoulders.

" What? Its an honest question," he says and I run my hands through my hair.

" Worst thing I've ever done? Worst thing I've ever done is hurt Brae, I regret it every day," I say trying to catch Braelyn's eyes, but she refuses to look at me.

" What did you do?" Tate asks curiously.

" You only get to ask one question Tate," Mark says seriously.

" He fucked someone else," Braelyn says, " And threw me under the bus to do it."

" Oh."

" Moving on, its your turn," Brae says glaring at me, and I nod my head.

" Mark, Truth or Dare?"

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Mark's POV

" Mark, Truth or Dare?" Tyson asks me and I smile sympathetically at him.

" Truth."

" What is the hardest thing you've ever gone through?" he asks and I sit back smiling slightly.

" That's easy. Coming out to my father. He was a real man's man, and I was terrified. His only question for me was to ask if I was still the same man he raised me to be."

" Wow," Evy says running a hand over my shoulder, and I smile nodding my head.

" Our father was an amazing man," I murmur, and before I get caught up in the emotions that come with talking about him, I rub my hands together.

" Carson, Truth or Dare?"

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Carson's POV

" Carson, Truth or Dare?" Mark asks and I grin easily.

" Dare," I say easily, and a mischievous smile forms on my older brother's lips.

" I dare you to call Mom and leave her a voicemail telling her you eloped."

" Are you crazy? Mom will kill me!" I proclaim suddenly wishing that I had stayed on the safe side of things and chosen truth.

" You picked Dare, you have to do it," Mark says handing me my cell phone.

" Oh hell, fine. I hate you," I say heatedly as I take my phone and call our mother, I'm relieved when it does in fact go to voicemail, " Hi Mom, its me, Carson. I thought I should call you and tell you that I've eloped. It was a whirlwind of a romance, her name, her name is Barbie, a ski instructor, you'll love her. Talk to you in a few weeks when I come home from the honeymoon, Bora Bora, that's where we'll be. Love you Ma."

I hang up the phone and pray that it's at least a few days before Mom thinks to check her messages.

" Tate, Truth or Dare?"

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Tate's POV

" Tate, Truth or Dare?" Carson asks and I rub my hands together.

" Dare!" I call excitedly.

" I dare you to take a handful of snow and put it in your pants and you have to keep it there the rest of the game."

" That's it? Easy as pie," I say confidently, and I walk to the door pulling it open. I stare at the wall of snow and take two heaping handfuls shoving them into my pants.

Okay, maybe it's not as easy as I thought, since my ass is currently painfully numb from the snow I'm sitting on.

" Shit, its cold," I mutter, rubbing my hands over my arms trying to excite some warmth into them, " Brae, Truth or Dare?"

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Brae's POV

" Brae, Truth or Dare?" Tate asks shivering from his seat of snow.

" Truth," I say easily, taking a sip from my wine glass.

" Ugh another truth huh?" he says, rubbing his chin as he thinks, " Hmm. Okay, if you could change anything that's happened to you, what would it be?"

I sit back and think, contemplating as I stare into my glass of wine. I could go easy, and take another dig at Tyson. He deserves it after all, but if I'm being completely honest I wouldn't change the fact that we had a relationship.

" I'd change the fact that me and Evy's parents died," I say smiling at Evy whose eyes glaze over with tears, " Life would have been a lot easier with them around."

" Yeah it would have," she says getting up to hug me.

We hold onto each other for a while and then I clear my throat and squeeze her one last time before letting go.

" Jared, Truth or Dare?"

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Jared's POV

" Jared, Truth or Dare?" Brae asks and I smile taking Evy's hand when she sits next to me again.

" I live dangerously, Dare," I say and I feel not the least bit nervous when Brae's eyes light up.

" I dare you to lick the belly button of anyone in this room," she says, and I smile rolling my eyes.

" That's just to easy."

" I wasn't done," she says, and I cock an eyebrow at her, " Lick the belly button of anyone in this room, of the same sex."

" Brae!" Evy says laughing loudly and I shake my head looking at the rest of the guys in the room with me.

" Well hell," I mutter, running my hand over my hair, " I'm going to have to go with Mark, since he is the third person in my relationship."

The room erupts in laughter and wild cheers as Mark stands up and lifts his shirt, and I see Brae come close, camera in hand, and without a second of hesitation I lift Mark's shirt, and lick his belly button.

" I have to see the picture!" I demand and Brae smiles broadly.

" You will when I develop it," Brae says smiling at me.

" Evy, Truth or Dare?"

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Evangeline's POV

" Evy, Truth or Dare?" Jared asks and I smile pressing a kiss to his cheek.

" Mmm," I hum, weighing my options. Could go with Dare, but knowing Jared he'd make me do something humiliating, so better stay safe with Truth, " Truth."

" Ugh, no fun, but fine. Your choice," Jared says and I see the wheels spinning in his head.

" Sometime today," I say bumping him lightly my shoulder.

" Okay, what would you do to somebody else, for a Klondike Bar?"

" Are you serious?" I ask, shaking my head, " I don't even really like Klondike Bars."

" I got to choose the question, now you have to answer it. So answer it woman," he says and I shake my head.

" Fine. For a Klondike Bar, I'd push Tyson in front of a moving bus, only because I don't really like either Tyson or Klondike Bars."

" Ouch," Tyson laughs shaking his head, and I smile sarcastically at him.

" Chase, Truth Or Dare?"

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Chase's POV

" Chase, Truth or Dare?" Evy asks and I smile and shrug my shoulders.

" What the hell, Dare," I say still laughing at her Klondike Bar answer.

" Well, since I like you," she says, leaning forward, " I dare you to kiss Brae."

" Evy!" Brae says, burying her face into her hands, her cheeks turning red and I just find it so adorable, and alluring, and it definitely doesn't hurt that Tyson's eyes narrow at me.

Or that I've been dreaming of getting my lips and hands on Brae again since I kissed her in Vegas.

I hold my hand out to Brae and she nervously takes my hand and I draw her into me.

" Hold onto me this time," I murmur as my fingers sink into her hair, cupping her head as I kiss her, and she does hold on. Arms locking tight around my neck as her lips surrender under mine.

And she explodes into me. Her flavor, her scent, everything about her skittering through my system.

" Wow," she murmurs as she draws away and I smile, letting out a shaky breathe.

" I'll say, that was the classic head hold, Dear God," Evy says fanning herself, " Jared, he just did the classic head hold."

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Braelyn's POV

Three rounds of Truth or Dare later, and the game has somehow transformed into 'real talk' time. Dare's out of everyone's mind as wine is poured freely into people's glasses and conversation flows almost seamlessly.

" I'm serious. He ruined her, Tyson ruined her," Evy declares and I bury my head in my hands.

" Will you stop saying that? I'm sitting right here you know?" I say and she shakes her head at me, waving her hand furiously.

" No. I wont stop, because its true. Tyson, you fucking ruined my best friend," Evy practically yells at him.

" I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. How many time can I say I'm sorry," Tyson demands, and I feel my eyes burning.

" Will both of you stop it! I'm a big girl, I know how to speak for myself. Evy, he didn't ruin me. He hurt me, yes. But didn't ruin me, he doesn't have that much power over me. Tyson, you don't have to apologize anymore, because as far as I'm concerned, once this trip is over, I wont ever see you again. So please, for God's sake can we change the subject!" I say, swiping at the hot tears that roll down my cheeks.

" I love kissing you," Chase says and I'm so caught off guard that I cant help but just stop and stare at him.

" What?" I ask, and he looks at me smiling, his hand cupping my face.

" I love kissing you, and even though you didn't ask my opinion on things, Tyson is hands down the stupidest person I know, because if it was me I would do anything in this world to make it so that I could always kiss you," he says and I smile shakily.

" I want to go in the hot tub," Tate says out of nowhere, and I look over at him in confusion, " I'm going to dig a tunnel through the snow, to the hot tub."

" You cant be serious," Mark says shaking his head.

" Oh I am, just you watch Doubter McDoubty Pants," he says and we all watch as he troops off into the kitchen and with laughter bubbling through us we cant help but follow and see what happens.

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" I cant believe he did it," I murmur looking at the tunnel that leads from the deck door to the hot tub.

" I know, that's some serious dedication," Evy says and she looks over at me slowly.

" Hot Tub Therapy!" we say in unison and we race off without saying anything to anyone to get our bathing suits on.

" Where you off to?" Chase's voice calls from behind me and I jump looking over to find him all ready in his swim trunks, and without a shirt.

" Oh, you know, the hot tub," I say clutching my bikini top in place.

" Need help with that?" he asks, and I blush slightly.

" Uhm if you don't mind," I murmur turning slowly around.

" I don't," he whispers, his fingers slowly caressing my skin as he ties my bathing suit for me.

" Thank you," I say turning slowly around.

" I meant what I said downstairs," he says and I know I blush deeper.

" Chase," I whisper, trying to think of what to say, " I don't."

" You don't what?"

" I don't want to hurt you. You've all ready become so important, and I just, I don't know," I say shrugging my shoulders.

" Brae," he says taking my arms in his hands, " If you can look me in the face and tell me that you felt nothing when we kissed, I'll leave you alone."

" I," I mutter, heart hammering against my ribs, " I cant say that."

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The hot tub session was definitely necessary, and almost completely worth my neck and head feeling liking they were going to freeze off. I lay my head back letting the hot water of the shower spray wash over me.

" Brae," Chase's voice fills the bathroom and my heart hammers against my chest.

" Yeah," I call out thankful that the steam billows thickly around me.

" Mark is passed out on my bed downstairs and he's taking up the whole thing so I was thinking…"

" Yes, you can sleep in my bed," I say snapping the water off.

" Thank you."

" No problem. Can you hand me a towel?" I ask opening the shower door just slightly.

" Sure," he says and I hold my hand out, knowing that things are about to completely change.

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Tyson's POV

I stare at Mark who sits on the pull out bed that Chase had been using this whole weekend.

" Where's Chase?" I ask, propping myself up on my elbows.

" We switched rooms," Mark says so easily and I feel my heart stutter in my chest.

" But, you were rooming with Brae."

" I know that."

" Well, isn't that just fucking fantastic."

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Braelyn's POV

I open the bathroom door and find Chase laying on the bed ankles crossed, one hand laying on his stomach. A stomach exposed due to his lack of a shirt.

" You look comfortable," I say as I make my way to my side of the bed.

" This bed definitely beats the hell out of the one downstairs," Chase says and I smile shaking my head as I climb onto my side of the bed.

" Well, that's good," I say, slipping under the covers.

" Mhm," he says, and I curl away from him, trying to keep my breathing steady.

The truth is, Chase unsettles me. Only because he makes me feel everything I felt for Tyson. He makes the ache come alive inside of me.

" Chase?"

" Hmm?"

" Mark wasn't really asleep downstairs was he?" I ask, and I roll over, looking at him, and he smiles slowly shaking his head.

" How'd you know?"

" Just a feeling."

" I want to be close to you Brae," he says his fingers reaching out, tracing over my cheek and lips.

" I'm scared."

" Why?"

" Because I want to be close to you too," I confess, and I'm enveloped in his arms, my head pillowed against his toned chest.

" You don't have to be afraid of me," he whispers, " I will never hurt you."

" Promise?"

" I promise."

Time seems to move slowly as I kiss Chase, getting lost in the stability he has to offer me. I know I should stop, stop before we go to far. Before we get to caught up. But I cant. I can't stop because I crave him. He made me want more. Need more. I shudder when his fingers dance and tease the skin of my lower back.

" Brae," he whispers, pressing his lips to my throat, " Brae, I need, I want."

" I know," I say, " So do I."