~~~Branson's Pov~~~~

When I saw Violet. In the window. I saw her wide eyes.

I felt like my feet were stuck. In mud, but I had to walk away. Cause there is nothing I can do, for her. I looked to the left to see someone coming. I needed to bounce.

I ran off into the parking lot. I grabbed the car's cold handlebars. I slid into the seat, grabbed the steering, wheel and started the car and drove off.

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I was unable to sit still. I needed to know. Why was she out there all night.

Candy's phone was sitting on the table. And I was looking at it, while the was a cold drink in my hand. I put the phone on the table. Scared to see what secrets it held.

Knock knock knock

I looked at the time, 4 am. "Who in the world is it? Was it the police?" I whispered to myself.

I heard a soft delicate voice "Branson. It's me."

I rushed towards the door. I gawked at the sight of her. To see Sydney. In white jeans, and a pink hoodie.

"Where is your security team?" I stepped aside to let her in. She gave me a kiss. This felt nice

She pulled back "My dad, isn't home and I snuck out."

I lost my train of thought ''huh?". She chuckled and reminded me, "my security team?"

Then I remembered " oh. Yeah.. yeah." She walked towards my fridge. And she opened it,I immediately embarrassed.

There was a confused look on her face. "You didn't go buy groceries?"

"No, not yet. I haven't been able to get a chance. I told a bold face lie. She closed the fridge door. "I can buy, some groceries for you?"

I rolled my eyes at her, because I know where this conversation is going "No."

She bites her lip, " Where do you even get your money?" I lowered my eyebrow at her, "Is that a rhetorical question?"

"No I am curious about your answer." She crossed her arms in front of her and pouted

I was fighting a smile, at how cute she looked. " That is none of your concern." But I didn't hesitate to answer her back sharply.

She pulled a look of disgust. Then she looked the Candy's phone and paused. A look of know how my boyfriend makes his money."

"Yes I'm your boyfriend not your husband. The way I make my money is no concern of yours." I took in a breath to " I don't ask you about how you afford that mansion. So, tell me do the tax payers pay for your mansion."

She was taken a back, but she collected her composure and roared back "My dad has businesses. He has multiple streams, of income outside, being a mayor. My mom came, from a rich family." She tilted her head. "Your turn."

I took a breather and answered, "You know I'm part, of the town's soccer team." While I was jutting my chin

She narrowed her eyes at me "Really? Is that enough for our fine dining and your sisters' bills?" She was starting to fume.

So, I started to take control of the situation " I think you should leave?" She started to blink her eyes rapidly. Then looked down. Then she looked up with so much anger in her eyes. I took a step back.

"I literarily; snuck out my house at 4 am, and used uber. Just for you to kick me out?" She exploded.

"I really didn't think that through. " I blurted out. "You can stay as long as you want"

She just took a breath, and shook her head "no , it's cool. I know I'm not wanted. Just walk me home.."

I can't lose her. My heart started pounding "no, it's just..."

She held her hand, up to silence me "just walk me out." She opened the door, and I followed her out.

We walked for 3 minutes in silence, "how many times are we going to have the same disagreement?" I turned around to look at her

She took an exasperated sigh "It will stop. When you stop being so stubborn?"

I rolled my eyes at her "Or you can mind your business. Let me handle it" She stopped dead in her tracks.

She started wagging her hands in different directions, "Mind my business. Someone's life is hanging in the balance." She attested " this is bigger than your crusty ego."

"No you just want to throw your money at me and my sister." I was grinding my teeth together

"I throw money at you and your sister?" She crossed her arms in front of her body. "Tell me when I did that?"

I tried to think of a moment but nothing came to mind.

" You can't think of nothing huh?" she continued to advance "but I can think of how you threw it at me with; fine dining Chanel and Gucci purses, and designer clothes."

I just looked at her " I can't let you pay it."

She just bites her lip " it's fine.. I'll walk home I'm already at my gated Neighbour." I watched her disappear from the other side.

Buzz Buzz

I looked at my phone

You follow instructions well boy- Fortune Teller

Thank you. for the plan. Now I can finally find out why Candy was there- I wrote back

you owe me now. nothing free- Fortune Teller

My heart rate started to increase.

Wait, I never agreed to that- I texted back

There was no responds back. I looked up, and I was surrounded by total darkness. The only light, was coming from the lamp post and my phone.

I walked home. Home with Violet, on my mind. Wondering if she's okay or not? I tried to dial, her number. I didn't have the brawniness, to call her or hear her voice.



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I pulled my keys out of my pocket. In the cold. I touched, the door handle. I opened the door .At least now I can find out what Candy. Was doing on that street.

As soon as I opened the door. And I opened the door my breath was taken away. By the holy terror, that was destruction of my apartment.

"I WAS ROBBED." This is the worst thing. That could happened. My fridge was on it's side and the stereo, tv, cupboards.

I looked at the table. There was nothing . Candy's phone was gone.

"No. No. How can I help my sister" . I lifted the chair and threw the walls. It didn't even make a dent. In the wall. So I walked up to the wall and punched. The wall. And left a gapping black whole.

My breath quickens. I saw a window, and I punched the window. The blood poured, out my skin like a sprinkler pouring out water.

Then my knees turned, to noodles. Tears ran down my cheeks.

"I really messed up." I growled, to myself. I started punching the floor.

Knock Knock



"Really how can this night get worse." I cursed out loud.

I walked towards the door and swung the door open " What do you want?!" As soon I opened the door I saw there sheriff. I took a gulp.

"Is this how you greet your guests?" He spoke in country accent. The sheriff looked past me, into my home. "What's going on in here?!"





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Author's note

This is a bonus chapter. We are not going to spend, a lot of time in Branson's mind. Just Violet and Sydney