*Brock's POV*

I wake up and slip on my usual outfit. Which happens to be a casual t-shirt and jeans. My black converse (I dunno what type of shoes he wears sooo xD), and lastly my coat. I finish off by brushing my teeth and combing my hair. Simple, but it's what I like to wear.

I fill up Lunah's dog food bowl, then walk out the door to my car. I hop in and make my way back up for my last day of the interview. Today is the day that I get to finish my story then lock myself up in my house once more. For good this time though. I pull into the parking lot and kill the engine. I sit there for a few minutes, thinking about what to do after today.

I shrug and get out with a sigh. As I lock my car, I enter the doors and remove my coat. I put it on a coat hanger, then make my way to the set. I look around at everyone walking around, but one person catching my attention. She had long wavy brown hair that slowly faded into a neon green. I stare at her, but hear my name coming from the interviewer. I look over at the set and see her waiting. I nod and look back over to the stranger, but see her gone. I'm losing my mind.. I tell myself.

I sit down in my chair and the interviewer immediately starts telling me what to do. "Try to wrap up your story. Everything you tell us is important information in finding Lea." she says. I nod. "And, action." the director says. 

"I'm going to skip a few more months, to when I found out that she was actually missing...

*Teen Brock's POV*

I go to school with my head hung low. Ever since Lea's disappearance, my depression has been horrible. I arrange my beanie so it doesn't fall and walk into the school. "Hey! Where the hell is my sister?! Huh?!" Jon (Yes Delirious, aka Lea's step-brother) yells at me. I just keep my head down, continuing my walk to class. I'm forcefully pushed against the lockers, but I still refuse to make eye contact.

"Did you kill her?! Huh?! Where the fuck is she?!" he asks again. "I DON'T FUCKING KNOW! GET THE HELL OFF ME!" I yell, losing my patience with this guy. He lets go of my shirt and walks away. Well, more like stomps away. If I knew, I would tell you. Trust me, I really would. I'm just as worried as you are.. I think to myself. If only he could understand how I felt about her. The one person in the whole world, that saved my life completely.

*Main Brock's POV again*

I finish off my story and see the interviewer nodding her head. "Thank you Brock for sharing all of this with us. We promise to do whatever we can to find her." she says. I nod and say "thank you" back to her. We both stand up and shake hands, walking our opposite directions. "And, cut. That's a wrap. Thank you Brock." the director says. I nod and get my coat from the back. Once I slip it on, i head out to my car.

I drive my way home, impatiently tapping my finger on the steering wheel. Once I turn the last corner, I just park in my yard instead of trying to park perfectly in the driveway. I get out and walk into my house, locking my door once I'm in. I walk into my room and dig around my closet for a bit, looking for something that I haven't seen in awhile.

I smile when I find it and get a note made, making sure everyone knew that I wasn't murdered. 'I'm sorry, but life without my one friend isn't a happy one. I'll see everyone soon. :) -Brock' is what I have written on it. I hold the barrel of the gun up to the temple of my head and squeeze my eyes shut. I slowly squeeze the trigger.

Before I fully push it down, I hear a crash and feel someone tackle me. A wave of green flashes in front of my face. Whoever this is, they refuse to let go of me. "WHAT THE HELL BROCK?!" a woman's voice yells. I sit up and see the girl I've been wanting to see for the longest time ever. "L-Lea.." I stutter. She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. "It's me.." she replies. I pull her into a hug, one I've been wanting since she left.

"Why would you do that...?" she asks. "Because, a life without you isn't one I want to live." I reply. "Remember, in 7th grade, I promised to protect you. (Sorry, forgot to mention this in the second chapter. Shame on me. I didn't do the chapters correctly and yeah. I skipped the whole 7th grade year D:) Did you think that since I disappeared, that promise did too?" she questions, releasing me from the embrace. "I just thought you were dead." I say truthfully. "I am 100% alive." she says, making me chuckle for the first time in 8 years.

I rest my hand on her cheek with a huge smile on my face. She smiles back, but that's when I realize that she WAS at the set. "You were at the set. And the coffee shop." I tell her. She smiles and nods. "You didn't think I wouldn't want to see you, did I?" "Well, why didn't you talk to me? I went through so much hell when you left." I say. "I know, and I'm sorry. I just couldn't show myself." Lea replies sadly. 

She looks down in shame, but I bring her face back up with my hand. "So, I'm going to assume you heard the whole thing then?" I question. She nods. I nod back, and kiss her gratefully. When she kisses back, the biggest rush of happiness spreads through my mind.

That's when Lunah comes in, barking like a mad dog. But I also notice that she looks like she's ready to kill Lea. "Lunah, hush." I order. She does as told, but keeps her eyes on Lea. "Yeah, I would've been here sooner but that little one wouldn't shut up when I was outside.. hehe" Lea tells me. I laugh, making Lunah cock her head to the side. 

"Come 'ere." I order. She comes to me, so I pick her up and hand her to Lea. "She's good." I tell the pup, who was growling as I started to hand her over. She quiets down and allows it. "Lunah, it's a cute name." Lea tells me. "Yeah , it was the first thing I could think of." I reply. She giggles, making me smile. "I take it you want to remain unknown?" I ask her. She nods and puts the dog down. 

"I haven't done anything bad, but my family-" she begins, but I interrupt her. "I still get messages from Jon asking me if I've seen you. We've became close." I tell her. She smiles. "Phone." she orders, sticking her hand out. I give it to her and she opens it up to contacts. She puts the phone up to her ear, making me know that she's calling Jon.

"Hey, Jon." she begins awkwardly. I hear a lot of murmurs, but I can't understand. That's when she puts him on speaker and I hear him asking her thousands of questions. "Jon, please don't tell mom or pappy. I'll come see you, but I want my location unknown." she says. "Are you in trouble?!" he continues yelling. "Quiet down Jon. No, I'm not in trouble." she says.

After we got done talking to him, we sit on the couch eating food and watching Totoro. Yes requested by the anime loving girl next to me. I wrap my arm around her shoulders, and she in response, leans into my side. "Be mine." is all I mumble. She looks up at me and smiles. "I promise." she says. I kiss the top of her head and smile.

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Short story, but I warned you! It's a cute one if you ask me. This was for me to make on my spare time. Now I've finished it. I love you guys! Thanks for reading! Tell me if you enjoyed it! Feel free to check out my other books including IAMWILDCAT, H2O Delirious, and Vanoss Crew One-Shots! I'll see you guys later!