True Perfection

Sequel to Christmas of Perfection. What happened to Brittany, Chance, Gabe and Madison? They're still in New York, but this is a crazy ride, and it's not over yet...


18. Handling it. On his own.

*Chance's point of view*

This hurt. His own father, whom he had just met, rejected his lover. He rejected Brittany. It hurt, like there was a knife in his chest. But, he was the 'tough guy' of the group, so he had to suck it up. This was rougher than any of them could see. 

This is too rough. I gotta get away from it for a while. I can't leave Brittany though. Think, Chance! 

He says this all in his head, and palmed his face. Duh! Take her with me on a date! That was so obvious. Sometimes he could be so dumb. 

"Brittany? Hey, we need to talk." She looked up at me with those dark green eyes. Her hair was perfectly wavy, and the scar on her cheek reminded me of when we first kissed. The first time when Michelle tried to tear them away, and he kissed Brittany to get Michelle to leave. It was more than that. He had kissed his best friend, and realized that this was not a mistake. He needed her. The scar reminded him of how Michelle had ruined her life, but it also brought them together. 

She got up, and took my hand as she looked into my eyes. It felt good to have her cold hands in mine. I needed to tell her.

"Brittany, I need to get away from here. It's too much right now." I paused, "Would you come with me? I need you to come with me. I can't leave you alone here, not now." She looked up at me. I was always taller than her. She didn't say anything, and I couldn't stand here anymore. I looked away, and then truned back to meet her gaze. She nodded. 

"Yes. I will come with you Chance. You need a break." she said to me, and she embraced me. 

I embraced her, and kissed her cheek. She drew back and got a worried look in her beautiful eyes. 

"What about Gabe, and Madison? What are we going to tell them, Chance?" she asked. I forgot about Gabe and Madison. I couldn't just leave and not tell them. Gabe had gone through a lot lately, and he was my best friend. This might just work out in all of our favor. Brittany and I leaving would give him and Madison a chance to get away too. What about Michelle? She was still out there. I hate her...

"Chance? Are you okay? Chance?" she said to me, trying to wake me from my haze. Blinking, I awoke from the haze of thought I had been in. 

"I'm sorry, I'm just..." I trailed off. I just couldn't stand here anymore. I took her hand, and walked to Gabe. 

"Gabe, Brittany and I are gonna go and get away for a while. I just can't stay here right now, it's too much." I said. He nodded.

"I understand bro. Go ahead and go, I can handle things here. Don't do anything stupid while you're gone, or get it on with her yet. Keep in mind you're only sixteen." he said grinning. That joke never got old for him, and he never gave it up even after three years. I hadn't ever done anything like that with Brittany, it was too much. And kind of gross. But, he thought I would someday, so he kept that joke in my head. He was always protective of Brittany, but he knew she was mine. 

Rolling my eyes, Brittany and I walked out the door, and we started our journey to wherever we were going. Neither she or I said anything to each other, we just kept walking. 

"Chance. I'm worried about you." she said, as she stopped me. She wouldn't move, and it started raining. The greatest moment for it to start raining. 

"I'm sorry." I said as I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my lips on hers. Kissing in the rain, nobody gave us a second glance. They had gotten used to seeing us kiss in the middle of everything. It wasn't a big deal for them anymore, it was a huge deal for us though. 

Her arms wrapped around my neck and her hands in my hair, it was perfect. But, deep down I got this feeling it was too much right now. I didn't draw back, or say anything at all, I needed her right now. I was so much bigger than her, she was tiny in my arms. I didn't let her go. 

After a little longer, she let go, and she laid her head on my shoulder. We started walking again, but we were more confident on what we were doing now. Hand in hand we walked to the corner of the street. A cab pulled up, and we stepped in. We told them where we were going, and we drove off into the distance, leaving Michelle wherever she was, and everything behind for now. We'd be back, but we were leaving now. Neither of us looked back. 

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