Brielle Sophia Wagner

Aww, missing your brother, Skye?

The Montgomery siblings are too cute.

Okay, so this stupid dance is coming up.

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I’m going against my better judgment and will.

#*#keegan #breegan #damnit

It's like you read my mind.

Who's forcing you?

Okay, so this stupid dance is coming up.

I decided to go since, well, fuck it. Why not?

Is anyone else planning on going to this thing or what?

#starter

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I...I-I miss my best friend...

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The question is - should I go to school drunk as fuck or not go at all…

Drunk as fuck. If you do that, I'll join you. It's the only way to get through the dance.

I told my cousin about the stupid Valentine's Day ball.

Ugh. Can we not?

I... I, um.

Luce is, uh, taking me home for the long weekend. So... uh, yeah. Keegan and Derek, you don't have to worry about seeing me around much...

DO YOU LOVEEE ME, DO YOU LOVEEE? (Btw guys. Totes not the para title. This is me and Ans being mean to each other. In para form.)

Derek curled his body into her’s just wanting to feel safe for once. He was glad that Brie wasn’t pushing him away. In that moment, she was the one that he needed. Keeping his arms firmly wrapped around her, his tears slowed. Not from lack of sadness, but from lack of water in his body. The dry sobs shook his body, and he just let Brie hold him, not making any effort to seem strong. He was so vulnerable in the moment.

Feeling her hand wrap around his, Derek let her hold it. He didn’t want to cross any lines, make it any more complicated than it needed to be. “B-Brie.” He muttered, pushing his head deeper into her shoulder. That was what he needed to hear. She’s here. Taking a few deep breaths, Derek took his best effort to calm himself. Looking up at her, his blue eyes were broken, and his cheeks were red. “But you should. I-I ruined your r-relationship.” He said, his voice catching.

Brie knew that arguing with Derek while he was like this was a lost cause but, at the same time, she couldn't let him believe things that weren't true. "You didn't ruin it," she told him softly, leaning her head and resting it on hers. Her cheek pressed against the top of his head and she stared blankly across the room. "I ruined my relationship," she said with heavy exaggeration. "You and Keegan both played a part in how everything happened, but ultimately, I made things happen." She felt the familiar feeling of sadness pinch at the corners of her mind and blinked a few rouge tears away.

Absentmindedly, she began stroking his hair again in a way that calmed him and herself. "I didn't lie to you when I said I love you," she told him, not letting herself look at him and instead relying on her words to make their way to him on their own. "I don't thin I'll ever really be able to explain it, but... it's true." Words were failing her and Brie let out a frustrated sigh. A thought occurred to her and she mused it out loud before really thinking about it. "Why didn't you give up on me?" she asked with a wince, just then realizing how personal and inappropriate the question was. Embarrassed at her bluntness, she felt her cheeks redden. She pulled away slightly, immediately feeling the loss of their closeness. "Sorry, that was uncalled for," she said with a slight shake of her head as she let her hair cascade in front of her face.

Will you two please stop fighting?

Are you going to be okay?

I don't even know what that means.

But sure, I'll try.

Will you two please stop fighting?

Brie… I’m sorry….

Don't be.

I should've known what I was doing.

Will you two please stop fighting?

But it is Brie! I screwed everything up!

No. Look. I...I'm taking responsibility for it.

Keeg...Keegan and I already broke up. And it's what should have happened. I... I know that.

I'll be in my room for a week or two if anyone wants to know where I'm off to.

Honestly, I feel like I’m going to throw up right now. I love you in so many ways, but most importantly in the way that you’re my best friend. But… maybe you don’t feel that way either. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea, after all. I don’t know… I’m - I’m just done with whatever this is.

O-okay...

I...I'm s-sorry...

I'll be in my room for a week or two if anyone wants to know where I'm off to.

If you cared about me, you would’ve realized that kissing Derek would hurt me.

I’m sorry… that I wasn’t there for you when you needed me. I was preoccupied with other things and it wasn’t fair of me to slack off in the boyfriend department, I get it. I don’t know why you didn’t come to me and tell me this before. Don’t tell me that it wasn’t because of me - it was. You said it yourself. I wasn’t there for you and he was. If I was with you more often this wouldn’t have happened. It just makes me… sick to think that you still love him.

Realizing it would require thinking... and I didn't. I know I didn't. And I... I know nothing that I say now will make it hurt less...

And I...I didn't stop. I... I don't know. There are more than one kind of love, I think. And I... I can't tell which one is which and it makes me think that I really just don't deserve either. And I know you would've been there if you could. I... I should've been able to handle it. But I was wrong. What I did. I know that... I want you to know that I know that. I'm just... I can never stop being sorry. But... I am being honest. I don't know if I'll... if I'll ever really understand what I feel for you. For either of you. And it scares me...

Will you two please stop fighting?

It’s my fault! Just…. Please don’t hate each other.