(Chapter 10- A Little of the Unexpected)                            

I slowly open my eyes to the familiar room I know so well. I slightly life my head off the couch and look to my right and see that Mrs. Brown isn’t sitting in her usual chair and become a little worried. Where was she? She’s the nurse shouldn’t she be here when the patient wakes up? I mean what if I didn’t wake up at all. What if it s something serious and I was in a coma or something? I wonder if she even checked me out.

I sigh out of frustration. I wonder if it’s ok to move. I push myself up on my elbows before using my hands to push me up in the sitting position. Luckily the room didn’t spin like I thought it would. That’s a relief.

I took a look around the small dim lit room wondering where everyone was. I mean you would think my friends or at least Brody would-

“Hey you shouldn’t be up.” Brody says seriously as he walks through the door.

I furrow my eyebrows at that. “Why not?”

He shakes his head and sits down in the seat next to the couch. “Well I didn’t want to be the one to tell you this but….”

“What?” I ask suddenly panicked.

He looked at my sympathetically and touched my hand in what seemed to be a comforting manor. Oh no, is it really that bad? Am I dying? I knew something was wrong with me. Here I am on my death bed and Mrs. Brown can’t even stay in the room until I wake up to give me the news?

“It’s not good.” He says dramatically.

“What is it?” I reply impatiently.

“You’ve got thirteen hours to live.” He says sadly.

“What?” I shout. “Why what’s wrong with me?”

The once serious look on his face now turns to humor as he bursts out laughing while clutching his sides. He looks like he’s about to fall in the floor any minute from laughing so hard. That jerk! I take my hand and slap the back of his head to get him back for the near heart attack he almost gave me. Serves him right!

“I’m leaving.” I say quickly standing up.

“Wait I have to drive you back.” He says with a stupid grin still plastered to his handsome lightly damaged face. Something about that just helps with the already bad boy exterior and makes him even hotter than before.

‘Whoa Farrah where did that come from? Maybe you should lie back down again. Clearly you’re not well.’

“No thank you. I’ll call Olivia or Grace to come get me.” I snap storming out the door.

“Wait.” He says pulling me to a halt by my hand.

I don’t miss the shocks I feel when he touches me. Oh why does he have to have an effect on me?  I just want to be immune to all the things he does to me. Falling for the bad boy never turns out well for anyone.

“Everyone’s already gone. I’ll take you.”

I cross my arms and sigh. “Fine but I’m still mad at you.”

“And I’m still laughing.” He smirks.

‘Don’t let him affect you Farrah.’

We walk through the dark empty school and I can’t help but feel a little creped out. There is just something eerie about and empty school to me. Maybe it’s because I’ve seen too many scary movies but I really don’t like them.

Once we get to his car he opens the door for me. Yes like a real gentleman, shocker. Maybe he’s making up for the tragic news he delivered to me only moments ago.

We drive most of the way to my house in silence until I can’t take it anymore and have to talk to him.

“So what was really wrong with me?” I ask.

“Nothing.” He smiles. “You just passed out from the amount of blood you saw.”

The memories of the fight come back again and I feel a little nauseous. ‘On no quick Farrah think of something else. We do not need a repeat of earlier.’ 

“So what happened after I fainted?”

He stares at the road ahead not looking away once as he speaks. “Well other than being banned from any football games for the rest of the year. Not much.”

“You and Blake were banned?”

“No just me. Since Blake is on the team they won’t do anything to him but if he gets in anymore fights on school grounds he’s gets kicked off.” Brody says with a smile.

I don’t even want to know what he has in mind to do next. This is feeling more like it’s about Brody’s revenge than my own.

“What happened to Olivia and Grace?”

“I sent them home. I knew you would be fine and told them to check on you tomorrow.” He states.

He knew I would be fine? How? Is he a trained medical professional? I think not.

“How bad are Blake’s injuries?” I ask.

I know I shouldn’t care but he was also in the fight and as much as I dislike him for what he’s done I want to make sure he’s alright to. I can’t exactly pretend that after six months he means nothing to me anymore. It will take some time.

“He seemed fine. I didn’t care to ask though.” He says annoyed.

Ok I think it’s time to drop the subject now. It’s obviously not the best time to be asking him about Blake. Not that there’s ever a good time but you get it.

We sat in a comfortable silence the rest on the ride home much to my relief. I thought he might be mad at me after asking about Blake but he didn’t seem to be. That’s good.

We pull up into my driveway and again he gets out to open my door for me. This is…different. A Brody with manners. That’s not something you see every day. I smile at him politely before he walks me to my door. The porch light is already on for me so I know my parents are at home. I place my hand on the handle of the door and pausing unsure of what to do next.

“Will you be ok?” Brody asks sincerely.

I slowly nod my head. “Yeah, I’ll be fine thanks.”

We both stand looking at each other again neither of us saying anything. In a way it seems like things have changed between us and we don’t know how to act. Every time Brody and I put on one of our shows it seems more real than fake and truthfully I don’t know what to do with that. In some ways it’s scary and in other exciting. I couldn’t be more confused.

“So.” He says awkwardly clearing his throat.

“So….” I repeat.

‘Come on it shouldn’t be this hard. Say something. He was the one that made sure you were alright.’

“Thanks for bringing me back.” I say looking at anything but him right now.

“Well I couldn’t just leave you there.” He smirks.

I smile relieved to see some of the Brody I know showing back up. “Right.”

“Would you like to come in?” I ask. “My parents are probably already in for the night.”

Oh great why did I have to say it like that? Now he probably thinks I’m hinting around at something. I could already feel myself blushing.

“If you wanted me to come to your room you could have just asked.” He smirks.

I playfully slap him on the shoulder and chuckle. “That’s not what I meant. Do you want to come in or not?”

“Do you want me to come in?” He counters.

What is he trying to do, get me admit I want him to stay? Why does he need to hear me say it? Well I’m not falling for that. He just wants me to want him. That’s all it is.

“If you want to.” I reply.

He smiles at me knowing that I’m not giving anything away and takes a step toward me. He wraps a hand around my chin and pulls my face to his. His leans in the rest of the way and his lips softly press against mine in a warm gentle kiss. I was beyond shocked. That was something I was definitely expecting.

After just a few seconds he pulled away and shot me a smirk. “For the neighbors.”

I was still in too much shock over what just happened to offer a replied and just stood there like an idiot. I honestly don’t think I could even put a full sentence together if I tried. That was not like our usual kisses. This time it felt more sensual instead of the hot hungry kisses.

Looking please with himself he turns on his heel and walk off my porch, my eyes following him. He opens his car door but before he gets in he pauses and looks up at me with the smirk still on his face. “All you had to do was ask.”

He gets into his car and starts it before pulling out and speeding down the road. I’m still too shocked to move until he’s completely out of sight.

I touch my fingers to my lips in wonder. What was that? Did that really just happen? I’m going to be so mad if I wake up and this is all just a dream.

Someone pulling open the door from the inside got my attention and snapped me out of my thoughts.

“Hey, I thought I heard someone out here.” Heather says looking at me.

“Oh…yeah.” I say. “That was Brody just dropping me off.”

“The new boyfriend I assume.” She states.

I nod my head. “That would be him.”

After standing there a second still thinking about the kiss heather opens the door a little wider for me. “You coming in or are you gonna stand out there all night?”

Oh, right! Stupid me.

I try hiding my blush as I walk in and close the door behind me. I need to get my head back to normal. This has consumed my every thought.

“You’re glowing.” Heather teases as we walk the stair to our rooms. “What happened out there?”

“What?” I ask. I’m glowing? No I couldn’t be. It wasn’t that great. Ok that was a lie, it was amazing but I’ll never admit that to anyone.

‘Yep I’m in trouble.’

We stop at the top of the stairs that splits off in two directions. One way to my room and one way to hers.

“I’ve never seen you like this.” She notes. “Must be some guy.”

I have to go before I start blushing again and if I don’t stop my face in going to be a permanent shade of red.

“Well it’s late and I’ve got homework to do so….”

“Ok don’t tell me.” She jokes. “Keep it a secret.”

“Yeah right, a secret in this house.” I laugh. “Impossible.”

Heathers face quickly turns from her joking manor to the sad look she wore earlier today. So I was right something was wrong with her? I knew something was up but I was too busy to ask but now seems like a good time.

“You know what? Homework can wait. It’s only an extra credit assignment anyway. Come on I’ll tell you the latest.” I say motioning her to my room.

Maybe if I can let her in on what’s going on with me she’ll open up about herself as well. Even though we may not be very close I ignore that my sister is hurting inside.

“Um…ok.” She says a little surprised but follows me anyway.

Step one complete. Now for step two.

I once I’m in my room I quickly walk in my closet and change into some comfortable PJ’s before settling on my bed next to Heather. She turns on my iPod to one of my many Coldplay songs seems to cheer up a little.

“So what’s going on?” She asks seeming interested.

“Well it all started when Brody showed me this video of Blake and….” I told her the whole story of how everything got started up until the game tonight.

She seemed shocked that Blake would do that to me and so was I. I still couldn’t believe what I already knew. He really seemed like he loved me so I just can’t understand what would possess him to do something like this but I was starting to get over it.

I mean I still cared about Blake, sure, but I’m starting to realize I don’t need him as much as I had once thought. It’s sad that I had honestly pictured us maybe even getting married one day in the distant future but I guess that just goes to show just how much you never really know someone. It’s a good thing I found that out before I got any further the relationship with him.

“Well I hope this teaches him a lesson.” She states. “You can do so much better.”

“Thanks.” I smile at the small compliment she paid me.

This was a nice change to how Heather and I normally were. I kind of liked having her this way instead of competitive Heather. Right now we just seemed so normal.

“So anything new with you?” I ask giving her a chance to talk. “A guy or anything.”

“Well…kind of.” She smiles.

“Keep talking.”

She looks as if she’s about to say something then stops herself. “You know, it’s not important. You have school tomorrow I should let you get some sleep. ”

She starts to get up from the bed but I gently grab her arm. “Heather, wait. What’s wrong?”

She stops but doesn’t turn to look at me. “You will think less of me if I tell you.”

I sigh. “That’s not true, just tell me.”

She hesitates for a moment and then gives in. She sits back down next to me with an ashamed look on her face. “You can’t tell mom or dad ok?”

I nod anxiously waiting what she has to say.

“I have a boyfriend but…”

“What?”

“Well he’s….he’s sort of married.”

I sat looking at her in shock. No way. My sister did not go for married guys. It was just wrong. Oh my gosh if dad knew…. Well let’s just say not only would he put a stop to it but he would cut her off without a second thought. This is bad. Really bad.

“What do you mean sort of?” I ask.

“Well he’s just started going through the process of divorce.” She explains.

I can’t believe this. How could she? I know firsthand what it’s like to be cheated on and she’s helping someone else do it. I know he’s filing for a divorce but he’s still married in my eyes.

“He has two kids.” She adds.

“Did you break up their family?” I ask hoping that wasn’t so.

“No.” She quickly shakes her head. “I met him at the law firm I was interning at this summer.”

I don’t think she knows what she’s getting herself into. I think she’ll just wind up getting hurt in the end.

“Do you really think it’s a good idea to get tied up with someone who’s just gotten out of a marriage? He’s probably not looking to jump right back in to another serious relationship with someone.” I explain.

She sighs and stands up again. “Forget it Farrah. You wouldn’t understand.”

“I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Well I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.” Without another word she turns on her heal and leaves.

Well that went nowhere. Just when I thought we were making progress we’re right back at square one and I honestly don’t know how to help her. I think she’s making a mistake.

My phone beeps from my back pocket signaling a text message and I quickly pull it out to see who it’s from. The name of the sender causes me to instantly freeze.

Blake:

I’m sorry about tonight. I didn’t mean to go off on you I was just trying to understand. I hope you can forgive me.

I scoff at the message. Forgiving is not something I think I can do right now. Not only just for tonight but about everything he’s done. I don’t think I’m ready.

I start to delete the message and but then realize that I should probably tell Brody. If I don’t he’ll probably get mad that I kept it from him.

I went into the message and chose the forward option and sent it to Brody. Hopefully he won’t go all crazy on him again but you never know. He seems to have a short fuse when it comes to Blake. Speaking of I think I’m going to have to go all Nancy Drew on this and get to the bottom of it.

I get comfortable in bed and turn my table lamp off getting ready to go to sleep when I get another message. I check it but this time it’s from Brody.

‘We’ll deal with this tomorrow. Why aren’t you asleep?’

I smile quickly return his text. ‘Why aren’t you?’

Brody: Still thinking about that hot kiss today? ;)

Me: Well….

That should tease him. I laugh to myself while turning off my phone before I’m up all night texting the bad boy. As interesting as that would be some people need sleep and I’d have all day with him tomorrow. I know shouldn’t be happy about that but somehow I am. Maybe Brody’s not really as bad as I once thought. At least I hope not.

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Please check out the song in this chapter suggested by  fameandstardom. I know the lyrics don’t exactly fit Farrah and Brody but I love the song and the title kind of goes along with the bad boy image. If anyone else has a song that would go along with the story feel free to post it!