"Brandon is it bad that I want some cookies?" I ask as I walk into the room from using the bathroom. I pull my glasses off, lay down next to him, and turn to face him.
"Reign it's 2:00 in the morning, what store is open right about now?"
"I want to make some. I haven't baked anything in a while. Just come keep me company it feels weird to walk around the house by myself in the middle of the night when my parents are here."
"No, I'm going to sleep."
"Come on Brandon!"
"No."
"You're boring." I groan and flick him off. He turns the other way and wraps the blanket around his body pulling it off of me.
Frustrated I stand quickly from the bed and stomp over to his side of the bed. I yank the blanket off of him and throw it on the floor.
"You're really being a dick right now." I snap. He rolls his eyes and turns the other way.
"So you're ignoring me now? Okay Brandon." I shout angrily.
I pick the blanket back up off the floor and walk back over to my side of the bed. I lay down and turn away from Brandon. I stare at the wall for a second my head racing with thoughts of arguing with him and cursing him out.
"You're not even going to give me any of the blanket?" He asks. I completely ignore him and continue staring at the wall.
"Reign give me some of the blanket."
I stay silent and don't even look over at him.
He yanks the blanket off of me and pulls me to look at him. I squint my eyes and turn away to look at the wall. He groans and wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to look at him.
"What's your problem?" He asks annoyed.
"What the hell is your problem?! You're the one that started being a jerk! Now you're mad at me because I was leaving you alone since you want to go to sleep so bad! So leave me alone and take your ass to sleep."
"Reign don't be like that."
"Oh so I'm the bad guy now?! Fuck you Brandon." I push his hand off of me and stand from the bed. I walk to the middle of the room and before I can walk any farther Brandon grabs me and stops me from walking.
"Brandon move."
He doesn't respond.
"Brandon get your hands off of me!" I shout and try to pull my wrists out of his hands. He just tightens his grip.
"Brandon get your motherfucking hands off of me!" I shout even louder not caring is my parents hear me or not.
He doesn't respond.
"Oh so you're giving me the silent treatment now?! Fuck you Brandon! Fuck you! I should have taken you home today like you asked but no I wanted you to stay. Get the hell off of me Brandon right now I am not playing with you anymore!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
"Stop screaming at me." He says cooly and tightens his grip even further.
"Brandon you're hurting me stop!" I scream out in pain and have to stop myself from kneeing him in the crotch.
He looks me dead in the eyes and sighs heavily. He lets go of my wrists and walks towards the bed.
"I don't understand you! Why are you so upset?!" I shout.
"I'm not upset." He sighs and runs his fingers through his messy hair.
"Then why are you being a dick to me? Is this because I mentioned Elaine? I know she's dead but you need to get over her! She cheated on you, not the other way around! I was there for you when she died! I was there for you when she cheated on you! Now you're mad at me because I just mentioned her name! I told you how my fucking relationship with Leanne died! I'm trying so hard to be a good girlfriend to you and you're being a fucking dick to me! Get the hell out of my house Brandon! Find your own fucking way home because I am not driving you!"
"I'm not leaving."
"BRANDON GET THE FUCK OUT!"
"I'm not leaving."
"Alright then, I'll put you out then!" I shout and walk over to Brandon. I pull his arm but he doesn't budge.
I pull even harder and eventually he moves slightly.
"Brandon get the fuck out of my house! Get out! Get out!" I scream at the top of my lungs pulling even harder, getting him to his feet. I pull as hard as I can and start to drag him to the doorway.
"Brandon just leave! Come back when you change your attitude! If you don't walk out on your own I'll push you down the stairs or better yet I'll get my dad to throw you out! You know what? Yeah that's exactly what I'm going to do!" I shout and run past him. He tries to stop me but I make it to my parents room quickly and twist the nob to open the door. I walk over to their huge bed and try to shake dad out of his dead sleep that I unfortunately picked up from him.
"Reign what are you doing?" Mom asks through her sleep but I don't respond and try to shake him again.
If I remember correctly the only way I can get him to wake up is by crying out "daddy" or something like that. The thing is I hate calling him daddy.
I sigh and suck in my pride.
"*ahem* Daddy wake up please!" I fake cry and his eyes shoot open. He sits up and looks over at me shocked.
"Reign what's wrong?" He asks looking completely flabbergasted that I referred to him as daddy.
"I've told Brandon to leave and he won't listen so I need you to throw him out. You're taller than him so should be able to intimidate him better than I can. Just don't hurt him. Maybe wrangle him a little bit but don't punch him."
"Reign go back to sleep." Mom says and anger shoots through me.
"No I am not going back to sleep! He's being a jerk and I don't want to be around him right now! Please dad, please just threaten him with a look. Please dad?"
"*sigh* No Reign, go back to sleep. I'm sure you two will make up and kiss. Just make him sleep in one of the spare rooms you two will be fine."
"*sigh* Fine I'll leave you two alone."
I storm out of their room and slam the door behind me. I storm down the hallway and stomp into my room. I look over at Brandon sitting in my chair and I give him a glare.
"Get out of my room."
"I'm good right here."
"BRANDON GET THE FUCK OUT! I'M TIRED AND HUNGRY AND MOODY JUST MAKE THIS EASIER FOR BOTH OF US AND JUST GO SLEEP IN A SPARE BEDROOM!" I scream and throw my arms in the air throwing my hands into fists. My fresh set of acrylic nails dig into my skin but I don't care I'm mad and Brandon is getting on my nerves by being an asshole.
"I'll just go get a blanket out of one of hallway closets, I'll find somewhere to sleep."
I sigh and walk out of the room. I stomp down the stairs and walk into the kitchen quickly.
I open the refrigerator and decide I want some garlic noodles with shrimp instead of cookies.
Leanne's POV
4 years ago...
"Hey Leanne, we want to talk to you for a second!" I hear a voice call after me. I turn around in my seat and realize that it was Jessica who called my name. I roll my eyes and look away. No way am I ever going to stoop so low to even like her.