Brianna's POV

Live has some treacherous tricks, and it had played me well.

Brianna, my mothers voice sounded when I made my way into the house, Austin was no longer with Brady and I, he had wAndrews  off somewhere, not telling us where he was going.

I hadn't talked to Brady the whole way back, he didn't seam to want to make conversation with me as well, we made our way back, as two strangers.

"Mom," I replied, remaining in the doorway, watching Brady make himself at home on the couch, rubbing the dogs ears, as they raced to him, jumping on the couch.

"My goodness darling are you okay, you look like you have seen a ghost," my mother stood, my step dad trailing after her, the look in his eyes, everything pieces together.

It hasn't been my father, all the lies, everything and my mothers sudden marriage to my stepdad she had cheated on my father, and out of embarrassment and selfishness she had left him.

"How could you," I mumbled, walking over to her, brady looked up, pretending to take the role of a worried boyfriend.

"It's okay princess come sit by me, you're just tired," he patted the couch next to him, in which I rolled my eyes.

"I'll pass," I stared daggers at my mom, "you cheater, you try and make yourself look innocent by blaming everything on my dad and me," she stood up Briskly, walking over to avoid everything I was spouting out at her

" first of all sweetheart use proper English, and second I have no idea what you are talking about, you were the one who wanted me to come here."

" well maybe I've changed my mind," I hissed back, looking around four where my father might be, but he was nowhere to be seen. Where had Jason my father and Austin ran off to? Or are they really going to leave me with these three people?

"Oh dear, I am glad I came back in time!" My mother grumbled, " Brady go up to her room and get her bags, I feel like we should leave right away I don't want her spending any more time with these lowlifes.

" i'm not coming" I hissed, attempting to walk out the back door, but to my dismay Brady  grabbed me around the waist lifting me up off my feet.

"I'll take her with me," he ordered." I let my arms fall, hopelessness over taking any other feeling that I might have bubbling up and my stomach.

I would go back to my old life, and get tangled in the mess I had tried to unbury myself from.

I would take on the role of the old Brianna, and I would fall into the trap of the people I had called my friends.

I would honor them as my pride and joy, and give anything for their approval and if it had my life on the line.

That was what I had valued, and that was what I had prioritized.

Without experience there wouldn't be a past , and without a past there would be no change.

" you too sure are eager," I snarled, my eyes falling upon my bedroom. Brady set me down, shutting  the door behind us.

"This is where we should have started," he mused, his dark eyes falling onto mine, like a predator catching its prey. I just stood there, racking my brain for a way out, I couldn't go, I couldn't possibly lose Austin. I was terrified that I would fall back into my old self I guess I didn't have enough faith in The person I called Brianna.

"We better get my bags," I mumbled, figuring the only way possible, I would find my father and I would find Austin, I would convince him to take me back even if I was broken I hadn't done the things I had done on purpose. If I had known it was him I would have never done it in the first place.

I knew it was a broken heart, I knew it was a long chance but I had to grasp onto any small piece of faith I had those were the things that would rise me to the top, I had to keep the small part of me alive, the part that held onto any small  grasp of joy.

When I have lived in California, I have never known what happiness was.

Happiness isn't brought by self Establishment , it, comes when a person loses themselves in the joy of others

"You know you much rather do something else," he smirked, striding over to where I stood. I blinked, my mind so preoccupied I had hardly realized his movement.

Sirens sounded in the back of my head, but I did nothing to act upon my sudden alarm, I was no longer alive, I was moving mechanically, a mindless being who acted on instinct instead of emotion.

"I better get going, I'll take these down," I didn't meat his eyes, tearing past him, my suitcase dragging after me, his actions were so brisk, in one swift movement, he disattached  me from my suitcase, gripping  onto my arm, his eyes blazing into mine, with a fire I had never seen before.

" you don't have to pretend anymore, play nice, or you will regret your actions," I broke the stare, panic tying knots in my stomach.

" I don't know what you're talking about," my breath hitched, his restraint on me tightening. "Brady," my voice was barely audible before he pinned me against the wall his breath ragged.

"You don't fool me one bit," he declared, his face an ounce  from mine. I had been in this position before, however this time there was no excitement, instead fear discussed and anger occupied my mind.

"I don't want you," I breathed out, the hair on the back of my neck stood straight up, my heart pounding  in my chest.

" I don't see how you have a choice," he muttered, before he buried me in a suffocating kiss. He snaked his arms around me, trying to gain an ounce of satisfaction out of me, or anything, any emotion. I wouldn't let him have that effect on me I wouldn't let him play at this game he was trying to form.

Brady Mccannon was dead to me.

I blinked opening my eyes at the sound of the bedroom door being opened, had my mom come to save me. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all.

"Mo," my voice was cut off as Austin's face came into view, stone cold, stoic and impassive.
He shook his head, backing out once again.

That was all I needed, to gather myself back again I shoved brady off of me, bulting out of the room. I Didn't even send him a glance back before I raced down the stairs.

"Austin," I bellowed, bounding out  the front door, he didn't spare me a glance, as he climbed into the dump of a truck of his. I took off running after him, shoving the passenger door open, seconds before he had started the ignition.

His eyes crashed into mine, blue oceans so deep I would never be able to reach the bottom. Time stood still, neither of us during to look away

A ping of hope formed in my stomach

"You still dare to look at him," brady jumped off the last step, and Austin took that as a chance to start the ignition, speeding off leaving me standing there grasping onto his memory.

"I hate you, why can't you just get lost," I screamed, shoving him back, I jaggedly ran after Austin, my brain not being able to form a proper thought. Clouds blanketed the sky, puffy and gray, the sun slipping down behind the trees, popping out it's a light behind the branches.

I could see the tracks of his wheels in the sand, swerving off behind the trees, don't disappear now, when I need you the most.

When you walk out that door the whole world slips away

What do I do to make you stay

I could stare into those eyes for hours and hours

I want you so much more then candy and flowers

Your laugh makes my heart flutter and fly

But when you step out that door I want to cry

I never knew I could feel this way

All I want you to do is stay

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