A/N: Again I would like to thank those who reviewed. I appreciate it. ^_^ I also have to thank the band Neko Case for once again motivating me with their music. I definitely had their song 'I Wish I Was The Moon' playing as I tried to write out one of the following scenes, which is why I named the chapter after it. You can youtube it if you'd like the full effect. Enjoy this chapter!
Exhale
Chapter 8: I Wish I Was The Moon
DeepxWater
Bra and I had just arrived back to our suite. It had been a long afternoon at the pool and both of us Saiyans had managed to get a pretty good tan. Growing up I had always felt a little protective of Bra, even more so after the whole Bebi incident occurred. But seeing that guy hitting on her at the pool made me realize how grown up she had become. She wasn't the little girl that Trunks and I used to tease. She was almost an adult now.
Being much older than Bra, some people would find it odd that I was best friends with a teenager, maybe even creepy, but she was much more mature and intelligent than her age led them to believe. She was, after all, a Brief.
Bra had taken a seat at the in-room bar as I ventured off into our bedroom to get the schedule. When I returned to the living room, Bra was deviously eyeing the alcohol that came stocked with the room. "Don't even think about it Bra," I said trying to be stern. She turned around with an innocent grin, her head resting gently against her palm, "Who? Me?" she angelically asked.
"Yes, you," I replied with a chuckle. "Do you remember your birthday party last year? I promised to let you have a tiny bit of vodka as long as you didn't tell your parents, and remember what you did?" Bra laughed loudly at my question. I interrupted, "A tiny bit turned into a lot!"
Her laughter died down. "You left me in my bedroom all alone with a bottle of vodka! What did you think was going to happen?" she asked.
"Well I didn't think you would down the whole bottle! I specifically remember telling you to take a sip or two."
My thoughts drifted back to that night.
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"Please, Goten. I just want to try it. It's my birthday. You promised," she said giving me her best sad face. She softly pouted her lips and furrowed her brow. I just couldn't say no. Not to her.
I thought for a moment, sighing as I gave in, "Okay Bra. But look, you can only have like a sip or two. Do you understand? Your parents would kill me if they found out," She nodded happily, her face lighting up with a huge smile. "Okay, okay. Hurry before someone shows up," she said with a little too much excitement. I sighed again. I cautiously reached in my jacket pocket and took out the 8oz bottle of vodka that had been carefully tucked away. Her eyes lit up when she saw the bottle. She had never drank before, and I promised her I'd let her try it when her birthday came around. It had been months ago. I made the horrible mistake of thinking she would forget by now. She hadn't.
I handed her the bottle clutching it tightly in my hand as she grasped it. She gave it a few tugs before I finally let it go. She took a moment to study the bottle. It had already been opened before as I had taken a few swigs myself. "Thanks, Goten. It'll be our little secret," she said slyly with a wink. I rubbed the back of my neck with worry at the thought of Vegeta finding out. "Look, B. Let's just get this over with," I said uneasily. "Okay, okay Goten. Go wait at the bottom of the stairs and keep a look out, okay, let me know if anyone comes looking for me," Bra said slightly above a whisper.
I hurriedly made it down the stairs and waited impatiently as Bra did the dreadful deed. I glanced into the living room to make sure the party was still going strong. It was Bra's own birthday party after all, eventually someone would notice she wasn't in attendance. I wiped my brow after seeing that everyone there was pretty occupied. No one noticed that Bra and I had managed to sneak away for a few minutes. I stood there keeping watch for what seemed like forever. I glanced down at my watch and noticed 10 minutes had already passed. "Where is she?" I murmured to myself.
I glanced up at the top of the stairs as I heard the sound of Bra's heels meeting the floor. The lights upstairs were off and I could barely make out her figure. "Bra, where have you been?" I said in a harsh whisper. I heard her giggle. The sound of her heels became more prominent as she began the walk downstairs. As she came out of the darkness I could see she was grabbing the rail with both hands, she easily lost her balance and fell into my arms. I narrowly escaped a heart attack when I caught her just in time.
"Bra," I started calmly, "how much did you drink?" She latched onto me as she buried her face in my chest. "I'm sooo sawrry, Goten," she slightly slurred. I took the bottle from her hand and immediately noticed how light it felt. I held it up towards the living room as the light shown through the bottle. There was barely enough to take another swig. She had practically downed the whole bottle, and with her small frame it was enough to do her in. "You have got to be kidding me," I said fearfully. The smell of alcohol hit my senses hard. "I love you soo muwch, Goten. This is gonna be the bess pardy ever!" she laughed loudly. I covered her mouth in an attempt to keep her quiet. "Shit, Bra. I can't let you go out there like this," I said trying my best not to panic.
Just as I thought things couldn't get any worse. "Goten, Bra? I heard a commotion. What's going on you guys?" Pan asked, her voice quite concerned. "Hey, Pan chan my man!" Bra said drunkenly with a giggle. "Ssshhh, Bra, please," I said in hushed voice. "Goten, what's that smell? Is she drunk?" Pan asked a little too loudly for my liking. I held onto Bra's hand as I tried to explain to Pan what had happened. "Look Pan, I know this looks bad, she was only supposed to have sip, I swear." I accidentally let my grasp on Bra's hand go. She took the chance to quickly wander through the living room entrance. I tried to grab her, but it was just too late. Just fucking great, Goten, I cursed myself. I'm dead for sure.
Pan grabbed my arm and dragged me into the living room with her where the whole Z gang had gathered to celebrate Bra's seventeenth birthday. Bra was clinging to a chair as she tried to get her balance under control. Her being in heels was most definitely not helping this situation the least bit. She let go of the chair and wobbly walked into the crowd of people. Heading right towards the group of older women, she bumped into my mother. "I em sooo very sawrry Chi Chi, I jus din't see you there," she slurred slightly swaying back and forth. My mother leaned closer to her and sniffed. "Bra honey, are you drunk?" she asked shockingly. Bra was as innocent as they come. What have I done? Bra laughed in response. "Yew're so funny. Of course, I em!" she said carelessly. Bulma's mouth dropped open and 18 attempted to cover her smile. Bra was beginning to catch everyone's attention as she twirled aimlessly in circles, laughing like the drunk she was. She smacked right into Piccolo. She grabbed on to him and caught her balance. "Sawrry Mr. Piccoro," she laughed even louder. "Wait, I meant PIC-UH-LO," she laughed at her own mistake. Trunks came up behind us, "oh man, what did you do?" he said with a hint of astonishment not taking his eyes off the scene.
"Vegeta, I think you need to detain your daughter," Piccolo said in an annoyed, gruff voice. Vegeta turned Bra around and looked at her, "What is the meaning of this?" he asked her. "Whadda ya mean daddy? It's my birthday pardy!" she yelled throwing her hands in the air. By this time, the Z gang was well aware of Bra's drunken stupor. Laughter could be quietly heard across the room. "Looks like someone got into the liquor cabinet," Krillin said stifling his laughter. "Well, you know what they say, like mother, like daughter," Yamcha said with a big hearty laugh. "Hmmph," Vegeta said. "I heard that Yamcha," Bulma said harshly with a glare.
Pan grabbed my arm again and pulled me through the crowd. Bra spotted me instantly. "Gooo-teeen," she yelled as she jumped into my arms. Being under Vegeta's watchful eye, I quickly put her down. "Bra I think you need to sit down," I said my voice quivering. "Nooo, les dance, it's ma birthday!" She pulled me close to her and tried to twirl around. Everyone was watching the scene unfolding now. "Bra, wait, I-" before I had time to stop her, she tripped over Goku's shoe and fell against the table, pulling me with her. We both went crashing down as the table fell through, the cake and punch coming with us.
Laughter could be heard throughout Capsule Corp as Bra and I sat on the floor among the broken wood, our bodies covered in her catastrophe of a birthday cake. I looked at Bra to see her laying there laughing as hard as she could, I began to do the same. She wiped the cake off her eyes and smiled at me ever so sweetly. "This is the best birthday ever," she said more calmly and clearly this time. I smiled back at her and shook my head. We'll never live this down..
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Bra was laughing now. "I was grounded for 2 months!" "Yeah, well, it was a good thing you took the blame, your parents would have hated me if they found out," I said sincerely. "Well, it was definitely worth it." She winked and for a moment it fell quiet. "It really was the best birthday ever," she said with a smile before looking away. I felt like there was more hidden in that last sentence, but I didn't ask. She ran her finger around the top of a wine glass. "So, what's next on today's agenda?" she asked cheerfully as she spun around in her chair to face me. She propped her arms up on the back of the chair and laid her head down. She was so cute even when she wasn't trying to be. I smiled.
"Well, I was going to check out the casino, but seeing as your not of age, we should really find something else to do," I said with confidence. She lifted her head and tilted it to the side. "No way, Goten! I want you to go to the casino. You are not changing your plans just because I'm holding you back, okay? I mean it. I really want you to go," she said. I knew she was being serious.
I thought for a moment and took a deep breath. "But what about you, B? I can't just leave you up here. You'll be so bored."
Bra reached over and grabbed her purse off of the bar where she had left it. She opened the flap and began digging blindly for something inside. After a few seconds she pulled out a thin, little card between her two fingers. She flashed the card at me with a devious smirk. "I'm totally going shopping, duh," she said enthusiastically. "And there's this killer spa on the main level. I am dying for a massage."
I shook my head with a grin. "I should have known." Typical, B. "You were practically having eye sex with the stores when we came in," I said playfully. "Oh, shut up, Goten!" She simply rolled her eyes but maintained her beautiful white smile.
I walked over to the bar and lightly tousled her hair. I grabbed my wallet off of the bar and shoved it in my pocket. "You sure you'll be okay on your own, B? I don't have to go." She smiled at the sincere offer.
"That's sweet Goten, but really, I'll be fine. I don't want you to cancel your plans just because I'm not old enough to go." She stood up and gave me a peck on the cheek. "Besides, would you really want to be my shopping bitch for the next few hours?" We both chuckled, knowing damn well what the answer would be. "Now go win some money!" She lightly patted me on the arm.
She grabbed her purse and we both headed out the door, going our separate ways.
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After a wild morning at the Brief's residence, the evening brought mostly relaxation…
"Trunks! Marron and Ubuu are here, I'm sending them up!" my mother yelled from downstairs. "Okay, mom!" I replied. After much debate, Pan and I decided it was a Saturday night better spent at home. We invited our good friends over for a little get together. We had just picked up the latest video games and movies at the store and were ready to settle in on the couch with some hot popcorn and cold drinks along with some good conversation among friends.
Soft footsteps could be heard coming up the hallway, I took the opportunity to give Pan a deep kiss while we were alone. I gently ran my fingers through her hair as I deepened the kiss. We parted lips just as they appeared in the doorway. "Hey guys, are we missing anything?" Ubuu asked with a sly grin. Ah man, almost, I thought. "Just the kiss of the century!" Pan replied. Everyone chuckled. "Grab some popcorn and drinks, and come have a seat guys," I said as I gestured to the loveseat next to ours. We had been friends ever since I could remember, and after growing up and getting busy with our lives, we were finally spending more time together.
Pan and I watched as they walked by hand-in-hand. Ubuu hurriedly snatched up a soda and grabbed a bowl of popcorn off the coffee table. He roughly threw himself on the couch and gently patted the seat next to him for his girlfriend. "C'mon Mare!"
"Someone's hungry," she replied. She smiled and plopped down next to him with a soda in her hand. He gave her a gentle peck on the lips and continued hand-diving in his popcorn He offered some to Marron and she accepted.
"Now if only Bra and Goten were here," Marron said between bites. "Have you guys heard from them today?" Ubuu asked. Just then, Pan's phone beeped. She grabbed her phone off the coffee table and glanced at the screen. "Speak of the devil," Pan said with a smirk. "Is it Bra?" Marron asked. "Yeah, she said Goten's hitting up the casino and she's hitting up the stores. Says they're having the best time," Pan read off the screen. "Lucky bitches," I joked, "They're spending their Saturday in Vegas and here we are." Ubuu and Marron laughed. Another beep was quickly heard and we looked in Pan's direction. "Hmm, Bra said she also needs to talk to me when she gets back," Pan lifted her eyebrows. "I wonder what what's about," I said curiously. "Guess we'll find out when they get back tomorrow," Pan replied.
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"Maybe she confessed her undying love for Goten!" Marron said comically holding her hands tightly under her chin. "Um.. what?" Trunks asked. From the sound of his voice, he wasn't the least bit amused and seemed fairly shocked at the statement. Ubuu stared wide-eyed at Marron. Marron and I had discussed what Bra had confided in me about a few weeks ago, but we had yet to mention it to the guys. All of us had certainly entertained the idea of the two being together quite often, but the guys didn't know the truth.
Marron's comical behavior quickly died down as she quickly realized she had just fucked up. She had completely forgotten about our boyfriends. I softly glared at her and made a face palm gesture. She covered her mouth and tried to laugh it off. "Oh, yeah. About that.." she trailed off with a look of despair.
"Okay, Trunks," I began, "don't freak out, but.. uh.. your sister sort of has feelings for my uncle." I cringed waiting for his reaction. Trunks sat there with his mouth agape. He finally spoke. "Wait, I knew she kind of liked him, but I didn't know her feelings were that deep." Trunks looked back at Marron and then me. "Dude.." Ubuu trailed off. "I thought so too, until she told me differently a few weeks ago. She's fallen for him, guys," I said solemnly.
"Well things just got a lot more interesting," Trunks said grabbing a handful of popcorn. There was an awkward silence for a moment. "This is stupid. Paris is cheating on him and Bra loves him. I should really talk to Goten. He's wasting his time with Paris. He should be with Bra," Trunks rambled on. "Oh, no, no, no Trunks. We are not interfering, just let them figure this out on their own, okay?" He thought for a moment. He sighed heavily. "You're right," he agreed. I grabbed the remote and turned on the television. "Now who's ready to check out this new zombie video game," I said trying to change the subject. "Oh, me, me, me!" Ubuu replied excitedly.
Trunks put the video game in the gaming console. I watched as the screen filled with noise and blankly stared. I frowned as a bad feeling washed over me.
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"Phew," I said as I dumped my shopping bags on the floor. It had been a long afternoon in the shopping center. I had just left the spa and even after having an hour long relaxing massage and a makeover, I was exhausted. I dug around in my purse for my cell phone. I pulled it out and saw that it was already 9:15. Goten had just texted me and said he would be here in ten minutes. Thank Kami, I'm starving, I thought. I took this opportunity to get started packing the things I had bought.
Ten minutes later, the soft creak of the door let me know that Goten was here. "In here Goten," I said. How'd it go at the casino?" I looked up and Goten was standing in the doorway. His smile was hidden as he held up the wad of cash he had won. "Kami, Goten, how much did you win?" I said as I threw the last of my items in my suitcase.
"Let's just say I won enough to buy a used car," he jokingly laughed. "Wow, Goten that's awesome," I replied. He did his best to stuff the money back in his wallet. "I hope you haven't eaten by the way, I kind of already had dinner ordered for tonight. It came with the package when I booked the room," he stated. "Oh, no, that works for me. I worked up quite the appetite shopping today as you can see." I zipped up my bag and placed it near the wall. I stepped closer into the light. "Geeze Bra you look absolutely stunning," he said sweetly. I blushed at the comment. "Thanks, Goten. I got a mini-makeover at the spa." "Not that you needed it, but, wow." He winked at me.
A loud knock at the door was heard, followed by, "Room service, your dinner for two is here." Goten quickly answered the door. Oh, Saiyan men, I thought. A young man answered the door and wheeled in a cart with gourmet food placed neatly on top. Goten offered him a tip as I began to set the table. From the minor detail and effort put into decorating the tray of food, you could tell it was meant to be a romantic dinner for two. A bottle of wine over ice was placed on the bottom of the cart along with some candles to add some romantic effect. Goten you're such a romantic. I couldn't help feeling a pang of jealousy at the thought of this being for Paris. I crinkled my nose at the thought.
I finished setting the table and Goten joined me to eat. He put his hand behind his head, the signature Son move. "I'm sorry, B. This must be really awkward and all. I should have warned you before," he laughed nervously. "Really, it's okay Goten. I know this was meant for Paris." He looked up at me, the candlelight glowing in his onyx eyes. His expression saddened ever so slightly. I poured each of us a glass of wine, he shook his head when I promised not to get too drunk.
"B. It's not like I don't want you here. I'm glad you came." I smiled reassuringly, offering a nod, but I knew he missed Paris. "Let's eat, shall we?" I asked. He took that as his cue to dig in despite the romantic setting.
As we engaged in a long conversation over food, we both had managed to finish off the bottle of wine. Goten grabbed a second bottle from the bar, he popped the top and poured himself another glass. I reached for the bottle to do the same. "Take it easy, B," he said with a chuckle. "Don't fall into our table until after we finish dessert, okay?" I laughed and almost dropped the wine bottle. "You asshole," I joked.
We finally finished our dinner and were about to start on our chocolate strawberries for dessert. We were interrupted when another knock came from the door. Goten stared at the door quizzically. "I wonder who that could be," he said as he downed the last of his wine. I took the chance to glance into the mirror across the room. My eyes were slightly glazed over and my stance a little wobbly. I could feel the alcohol catching up to me. I better slow down, I thought with a goofy smile.
I heard Goten converse with the guy at the door. I reached over to the ipod dock and put on some music, it was too quiet now. The man handed him something, but it was too dimly lit in our room for me to tell what it was. He walked closer and I squinted my eyes to see what it was. A bouquet of flowers. "Flowers?" I asked. He held the flowers up and took a whiff of them. "I was going to have them delivered to Paris," he said, his voice fading. I froze, what was I supposed to say to that. "I'm so sorry she's not here Goten," I replied, my voice shaking lightly. I brushed a few strands of hair behind my ear as my gaze fell to the floor. I had the urge to cry, but I sucked it up immediately. Damn alcohol playing with my emotions, I thought.
"You deserve these more than anybody, Bra." I looked up at him with glistening eyes. He outstretched his hand for me to stand near him. I happily took his hand, not wanting to let go. "Even more than Paris," he finished. I knew what he meant. I had come here when Paris wouldn't. He held the bouquet out and gingerly placed them in my arms. "A beautiful bouquet for a beautiful girl," he tried to lighten the mood, but was sincere. I flashed him a half-hearted smile.
We sat down and finished off our dessert with yet another bottle of wine. By this time we were obviously feeling the effects of the alcohol. The balcony doors were open letting in a cool swaying breeze. With the music still playing, we walked out onto the balcony which overlooked the city lights. The moon was shining down on us brightly, illuminating his handsome face.
A song began to play over the sound system. I Wish I Was The Moon by Neko Case. We could barely hear it from the balcony, but Goten offered to dance. I accepted and aimlessly went into his arms. He held me close as the song began to play. Closer than he should have, but I knew I wouldn't remember this in the morning. I was too far gone, and so was he. Goten's hand moved down my back as we swayed back and forth gently. I rested my head on his shoulder as we got lost in the music. "Bra.." he whispered tensely in my ear. I lifted my head from his chest and stared into his glossy dark eyes. He lifted his hand to my face and lightly ran his fingers along my chin before lifting it. I closed my eyes, as did he. Our lips met ever so sweetly. We continued to kiss for what could only be several minutes. We parted lips to catch our breath. "I love you," I said quietly before his lips met mine more passionately this time. I was too drunk to care that I had said those three little words. They would only get lost in this drunken moment. The song continued to play on as we locked in a passionate kiss.
I didn't want to forget this, though I knew I would.
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I laid Bra down on the bed as I kissed her more deeply this time. Our lips parted and I buried my face in the crook of her neck, I took a deep breath, her hair smelled heavenly. I placed light kisses up her neck, meeting her lips once more. I gently nibbled her lip and slipped my tongue in her mouth. I had never tasted something so sweet. She draped her arms around my neck and I ran my fingers through her silky blue hair. I slipped my hand under her shirt and ran my fingertips across her smooth stomach. She moaned quietly at the touch.
While supporting my weight over her with my left hand, I mindlessly reached for my wallet on the nightstand with the other, never parting my lips from hers. I fumbled around until I found the leather-bound wallet I was desperately looking for. I flipped it open with the flick of my wrist, and ever so cautiously dug around for the tiny package I knew I had safely tucked away.
I held onto it as I let my wallet fall to the nightstand. It would have been pitch black in our room were it not for the glow of the moonlight. It was at that moment I actually caught a glimpse of the tiny package I was holding in my hand. I released my lips from hers. And then it hit me…
What the hell am I doing?
I had gotten so careless and carried away with Bra that I actually let my mind get clouded over with impulsive thoughts. I quickly rolled off of her. From the glow of the moonlight, I could see that her eyes were shut and I was sure she had just passed out. I buried my face in my hands. I had crossed the line, but I knew it could have been much worse.
"I can't believe I did that," I whispered shamefully. I laid there next to her and watched her sleep for a moment. I couldn't help feeling how right it all was, but yet I was with Paris. This should feel wrong. Guilt washed heavily over me. I quietly picked myself up off the bed and moved over to the balcony doors being careful not to wake her.
I sat in the chair overlooking the window for awhile and began to wonder if having these feelings were right. I felt that I had deserted Paris for Bra by coming here, but I knew I really hadn't. Part of me felt angry like this was Paris's fault for not coming along like we had planned. She had let me down once again.
I reached over and grabbed Bra's expensive camera that she toted with her everywhere. She loves this thing, I thought. I turned it on and the silence in the room was disrupted as it made a beep. I began looking through the photos we had taken the day before when we went sightseeing. Some of them were of her and some were of me, and some were of both of us together. My eyes locked onto one of the photos that seemed to stare back at me. It was of Bra and I. And to my fascination, it looked as if we were a couple. I had my arms wrapped around her waist while her arm rested on top of mine. Her other arm was clearly extended holding the camera. I studied the picture taking in every little detail of her beauty. The way our heads touched, the way her eyes sparkled, the way her smile made any picture worth looking at.
My heart leaped. "I think I love you," I whispered to the girl in the photo.
I looked over at Bra, she was still sleeping. I concluded that she wouldn't be up until morning. So I carefully placed the camera where I had found it, being as noiseless as possible. I realized she wouldn't wake up anyway, the girl was as passed out as could be. She's going to have a killer hangover in the morning that's for damn sure, I thought. I pulled the blanket over the sleeping beauty and laid next to her. Worry swallowed me as I imagined what would happen if anyone found out. I only hoped that she would not remember.
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My eyes painfully fluttered open. The bright sunlight had poured into the room and the lingering of the loud alarm was not helping my excruciating headache. I grabbed my head and groaned burying my head into the fluffy pillow. I wanted to curl up and die right there. My lips were dry and slightly swollen. I felt like shit. The buzzing of the alarm ended when Goten came to the rescue. I thought my head would explode. He sat down next to me and I forced myself to sit up.
"Here, B. Drink this," he said in a nurturing tone. I grabbed the icy cold water bottle from his hand and quickly downed the whole bottle. I glanced at myself in the mirror. "I look like shit," I moaned. Goten dug around in his bag and pulled out a Senzu bean. He offered me one and I questioned his motive, but I couldn't deny it. As soon as I swallowed the little bean, my headache was immediately lifted. I was relieved. "I had no idea they could cure a hangover," I added quite amused. "They could cure pretty much anything," he replied. "You're a lifesaver, Goten," I raved.
"Bra, I am so sorry," he apologized, "I shouldn't have let you drink so much. I think we both got a little carried away last night," he stressed. I tried to remember how the night unfolded, but my memory had failed. "Yeah, tell me about it. Last thing I remember is drinking that last glass of wine." I shook my head at my irresponsibleness. Goten looked at me with wide eyes. "Really?" he interjected. I looked at him with worry. "Oh no. I didn't do anything stupid, did I?" I quickly searched the room. "Did I break anything this time?" After carefully examining the room, my eyes met his. He was deep in his thoughts. "Goten?" I asked nervously.
"Oh, uh, it's nothing Bra. Nothing like that," he stammered. "We both pretty much passed out after that."
He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Oh, okay then," I replied, "Maybe we should get some breakfast and get a move on then. Our plane leaves in a few hours," I announced. "Oh y-yeah, sure, I-I'll order room service," he stuttered. He got up and grabbed the phone. "Okay.." I trailed off. He was acting really strange, not like himself. I got lost in my thoughts as he ordered our food. Rubbing my fingers through my knotted hair, I asked myself, What happened last night?
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Bra and I sat comfortably on the plane. There had been a mix up with our seats and we were upgraded to first class. I looked at the time displayed on the screen in front of us. We would be home in approximately 6 hours. Bra was reclined in her seat, her eyes were closed and her headphones blaring. No matter what I did, I just couldn't get last night off my mind. I stared at her, penetrated by her beauty. She had cleaned up nicely since this morning. I could faintly smell her shampoo and it immediately took me back to last night.
So much passion had filled us, yet Bra didn't remember a thing. I briefly wondered if I had just dreamt the whole thing. I knew I hadn't. I had not been as drunk as I had imagined. I remembered everything, from the "I love you" to the passionate lip locking session we had. An ache of sadness enveloped me, Bra didn't remember. It was stupid of me to hope that she could have shared this memory with me. I had to remind myself I was still with Paris. It was better this way, wasn't it? I looked out the window and watched the clouds pass by, I silently cursed myself for falling for her. There was no denying it now. I had fallen for Bra, but I could never tell her.
A/N: Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! This chapter was really fun to write. I had a lot of ideas on how it would unfold, and in the end I think it all came together nicely. It's about to get ugly, folks. I can't say for sure when, but it's coming. Haha. As for the next update, I am aiming at having it up by the weekend. You can check my profile for daily updates. Thank you for reading!