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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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"Depends what you want." Brad teased, tilting his head back further so she could continue if she'd like. "If it's coffee flavor, I'll pass."

"I like all the flavors whatever you want" she said

“But I want to know your favorite.” Brad insisted, adjusting her on his lap so she could be closer to himself. “So what is your favorite?”

I like peppermint and orange sherbet" she said

Brad smiled at the first suggestion, seeming to light up just a bit. “Mm, peppermint sounds good. Are you alright with that?” He asked in a soft hum as he relaxed further into the chair. He found it odd that her two favorites were so different, but he didn’t question it.

She nodded with a smile settling into his chest

“What did you do while you were in Vegas? Why didn’t you call?” Brad asked softly, relaxing into the chair. The restlessness he had had over the last few weeks were starting to show through, the dark circles under his eyes more prominent under the dim light.

"I worked and my phone was in my car which you all took" she said

“Well, I mean you could have used a pay phone. But that’s not useful now.” Brad sighed softly, rubbing her arm softly. “Did your uncle let you stay?” He asked, feeling more and more drained the longer he sat there.

" no I was on the streets Michael loves me but people start to wonder why I was staying there they would start to complain that I wasn't paying" she said

"Seriously? You couldn't even stay at his house?" Brad asked with furrowed brows. "And did he tell you that?" He continued to ask, tracing circles on her arm.

She nodded "yeah I had to work at…a bar' she said

"You…you worked at a bar? Why that of all places?" Brad asked softly giving her a tight frown, sighing weakly. "Couldn't you have gotten a job at the hospital? You work at one here."

"the bar payed more especially when you have pretty looks" she said

"Did anything happen, that I should know about?" He asked, giving her a serious look. "Any kind of abuse, or something along those lines? Don't lie to me, please just tell me."

"I needed money to get back yeah I got hit buy when guys took it to far they asked me if I had a boyfriend " she said

"And please told me you said yes." Brad pleaded, not wanting to hear anything different then what he was asking of her. "Did they hurt you, really bad?" His worried boyfriend composure starting to come through.

" yes I told them I had a very good looking boyfriend who would kick thier ass if they laid another hand on me" she said

Sighing out of relief, he pressed his lips to hers a few times. "I feel awful for not being there… I really wish I would have been." Brad mumbled, nuzzling her cheek.

" you thought I was dead there was so reason for you to be there" she said

"That's besides the point- I just… I-" Giving up, he let tears form at the corners of his eyes. "Nevermind… it doesn't matter anyways." Brad whispered, burying his face in to her shoulder.

"yes it does talk to me Brad" she whispered stroking his hair

“It’s really big deal. I just wish I had been there.” Brad shrugged a bit, letting out a weak sigh. Tilting his head down to look at her, he forced a smile up onto his lips for her.

she kissed his lips gently ¨I´m here now¨ she said.

“I know… there’s no point in sticking with the past. I can’t do a thing about it. So there’s no point bothering with it.” Brad mumbled, holding on to her tightly before burying his face in the crook of her neck.