VANESSA

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"Whatever." I said because he was acting like a jerk.

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That smell could kill me, it was horrible, I went out and sat on a chair little away from door.

I drank a little water, but that did no good, I really wanted to go home and lie on the bed. But little did I know about how long of a night it was going to be.

I was sitting there, waiting for Brandon when the unexpected happen. You won't believe who I saw. It was Christian, Christian Obrien, yes, the detective. He was walking towards the door, in which Brandon was there with Kathleen with others who were doing stuff that was illegal. Panic stricken me, who Christian had not yet seen, walked towards the door and blocked his way. Such a good move.

Obviously, I had forgotten that I too was here illegally, that now I and Brandon both were in trouble.

"Vanessa, how are you HERE?" He asked with an expression that showed disappointment and confusion all together.

"I umm just came by, I was meeting this friend of mine, yeah." I said cause my brain could not think of a better excuse at the time. I mean I screwed up.

"I will come to you soon but I have to do something else first. Don't even think about leaving." he said in a tone that was threatening.

The door opened before Christian could open it. I was sure that this was Brandon and indeed it was. They both bumped into each other. I don't know why did I ever agree to do this. Brandon soon realized that it was Christian. Then he saw me. We both knew we were in a lot of trouble.

Christian turned his head and said, "So this is what you meant by meeting a friend." He looked mad and offended somehow, why was he offended?

He went on inside, shortly returned with Elizabeth in handcuffs, she is everywhere. He officers had handcuffed everyone in the room as well. The officers took us too. Brandon was beside me, but he didn't look worried or anything.

"How are you so cool? They are probably going to lock us up for this." I said hastily.

"It's not my first time." he answered coolly.

"What did Kathleen say?" I asked remembering about her.

"She was super drunk, but she said something about Rose's ex-boyfriend and her brother. She was insisting on us to meet her father, she thinks that he knows a lot about the same, you know because he has the best detectives on the case. But it will be impossible to talk to him, after all he is the mayor."

"Right! So, what are we supposed to do?"

"I have no idea, maybe umm, wait! He has this ball every year to which a lot of VIP go and luckily it is scheduled just ten days after."

"And sure, we can get passes to that." I said a little frustrated, mainly because right now I was in a police car going to the police station with a group of drunkards beside me.

"You don't have to act like that! It's not my fault we are here." he said slightly raising his voice.

"So, you think it's my fault, right?" I said pretty pissed.

"I never said that." he said loud enough for others in the car to look at us.

"Whatever." I said because he was acting like a jerk.

After reaching the station. We were pulled aside by Christian.

"Vanessa and Brandon, is there something that you want to explain to?"

"See, we were not there for doing something illegal. We really needed to talk to someone and we could find her only over there. Please believe me, see we both are not drunk. You can make that out right? We are completely in sense." I told Christian as Brandon maintained pin drop silence at the side.

"Ok, even if I believe, it does not explain how you entered the club in the first place."

"We used fake id's, ok? Now you are fine. And stop acting like our dad." Brandon snapped off.

"Stop acting like a jerk Brandon." I said raising my voice.

"Yeah ok! I am the jerk here, sure!" He answered back.

"Just because I know both of you and both of you are sober. I am letting you go. But if there is something you want to tell me. Now is the time."

"If there was something to tell, I will tell you." I said holding Christian's hand. I don't know why, but I thought it would look a little more convincing. Brandon gave me glare which I ignored.

"Can I just talk to you? Alone." Christian said looking at me.

"Yeah sure, she is all yours. I'll be waiting." Brandon said as he raised his hands in the air, and walked away, he sounded pissed, I have no idea why was he acting like that.

"Have I not warned you about Brandon, he is not good company." Christian said after Brandon left.

"He is not that bad! He even offered me to live with him." I said a little hurt.

"Please tell me that you didn't actually take the offer."

"I actually am living with him."

"You know what! I don't care what you have been doing but I have an empty apartment where you can live."

"I don't need your apartment to live. But thanks for the concern" I said walking away.

"All I am saying is think about it."

"Oh! I will" was all I said.

Author's Note-
I realize that I owe all my readers an apology! I have not posted for the longest time until tomorrow. I am so sorry about that. I was packed up with stuff and just didn't have the time. I am going to try to post as regularly as possible. Also please shower this chapter with comments. I dont mind if you comment on every line, but pls do. Also I started new format of aesthetics, I have put them in starting chapters and will soon do on all...Hope you liked it.