Elizabeth Reyes - Breaking Brandon

Brandon

Then

The demanding knock on the door shouldve been his first clue that something was wrong. Brandon stood from where hed been sitting staring at his ailing, sleeping father and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. It couldnt be his mom. She had a key, and she always came in through the garage door anyway.

Glancing out the door window, Brandon was surprised to see who it was. He opened the door and smiled. Hey, Sal. He started to unlatch the screen door. Damn, how long has it been?

Sal pulled the door open roughly. This isnt a social visit, Billings.

The murderous glare in Sals eye surprised Brandon. Of Sofias three brothers, Sal had always been the calmest one. They all lived up the street, and hed known them most of his life, but he had a feeling what this was about. So he stepped out onto the porch, closing the door behind him.

Okay, so why are you here?

I think you know exactly why Im here: that stunt you pulled on my sister last summer.

That wasnt a stunt

Bullshit! Sal stepped closer to him, and again, the anger radiating off him came as a total surprise. Sal wasnt even the bulldog of her brothers. What had Sofie told him really happened? You knew the moment you invited her back to your house what your plans were.

No, I didnt. I just

Yes, you did! Sals raised voice, startling Brandon further, and he hoped this conversation wouldnt wake his dad. You knew damn well that because of Angel, Alex, and me shed never been put in that kind of predicament. Moving even closer, Sal got right in his face. You took advantage of my sister, motherfucker, and I swear to God youre lucky its not Angel or Alex here having this conversation with you. But know this: just because Im not doing to you what they wanted to do doesnt mean I wont. Its in the past now, and even so, Im here instead of them because if Id let one of them do this, youd end up in the hospital and Id be bailing them out by the time this was all over. I dont know how long youre in town this time, but get this straight, Billings. You get one warning. One. You stay the fuck away from Sofie, or Im coming after you personally.

Sal, I swear to you

I dont wanna hear it. Sal said, already walking away. I dont give a shit what your reasons were. Bottom line is she told you she was in a relationship. So you knew what you were doing wasnt right, but you did it anyway.

Does she feel this way too?

Sal turned around at the bottom of the porch steps. Do yourself a favor, and forget about what my sister thinks about anything where youre concerned. She knows Im down here right now, and she knows after today your ass will stay away from her or youll be answering to me.

Brandon watched Sal walk away, knowing full well he meant every word. Even before hed come back to this godforsaken neighborhood with all the memories of his fucked childhood, the reality of knowing he never had a shot at the only girl whod ever pulled him out of his bitter existence had been a tough pill to swallow. He knew this was the final nail in that coffin. Not only did he have to finally accept that he and Sofie would never be but her brothers were making him out to be a monster who took advantage of her.

He walked back in the house, closing the door a little harder than he should. Fuck Sofie and her brothers! Hed never given a shit what any of them thought of him, and he wouldnt start now.

Finally, Brandons mother gave up trying to coax him out of his room. He swallowed down another swig of good ole Jack Daniels straight from the bottle, and Brandons mind repeated the same thing itd been repeating for the last hour. Hed been sitting there, reflecting on his miserable life on that New Years Eve. The only home hed ever known, aside from the ones hed lived in since he enlisted, was being sold. In less than a week, hed be moving away for good. The father hed lived to impress his entire life, and never had until just recently, had only a few months, maybe weeks, to live. He and his mother would be alone soon as hed wished for so many years growing up; only it wasnt what he wanted now. Damn it.

Hed finally proven to that man that he was worthy of his love. His dad had finally said the words hed yearned to hear his entire life. Im proud of you, son. And now he was dying? This was bullshit!

Hed never been one to cower down, no matter how bad things got. And no matter how fucking unfair his life had always been, he wasnt one to feel sorry for himself, but in the last few days, hed been close to breaking.

The image of Sofies beautiful face came to him, reminding him just how unfair life really was. The kiss they shared last summer hadnt been just a kiss, and he couldnt stop wondering how different things mightve been if hed just taken it slower.

Growing up, Sofie was the only one, aside from his mother, whod shed a little light on his wretched existence. His senior year theyd grown close. He lived for that one hour each day he got to spend with her in his Geometry class. Being a loner his whole life, because he dared not get close to anyone who might ask him about his personal life, hed never made a bond with anyoneuntil Sofie.

Senior year hed been certain he felt something from herseen it in her eyes when they spoke all through class. She felt what hed been feeling.

But she was too young, and his loser ass was in no way good enough for her. Besides that, shed been, and apparently still was, surrounded by her three older, ridiculously overprotective brothers, who would make sure he knew it. He never forgot her, not even when he left to the Marines for years. He thought of her the whole time, thought of what mightve been. So last summer when he came home on his leave, hed decided since she was older and hed made such an about-face with his life hed go for it. He was determined to prove to her and her brothers that he was worthy of her.

Seeing her for the first time in years had been breathtaking. She was even more beautiful than hed remembered. Then she dropped the bomb. He was too late. She was already in a relationship. It made sense too, who shed ended up with. Eric was her brothers best friend since they were all kids. Hed had access to being around her by default all those years. Of course the guy had staked his claim on her the moment she was allowed to date.

Not only had Eric always had a better chance because of his friendship with her brothers he had something elsehe was Hispanic. Brandon didnt think Sofie or her brothers were racist against white folk or anything, but hed seen it all through high school. Girls like Sofie tended to stick to their own kind. Her family was very traditional. At all the parties theyd thrown all year long, there had been mariachi bands playing traditional Spanish music. Hell they owned and ran a Mexican restaurant. If her family had a choice between the rich college Hispanic guy theyd known and trusted all their lives and the loner white boy from that house up the street where the cops were often called for domestic disturbances as a suitor for their little princess, naturally Eric was the hands-down winner.

Still, even as shed told him about her and Eric, Brandon was convinced he saw something deep within her. There was something still there. Hed seen it in those big beautiful eyes and felt it when hed finally kissed her last summer. Shed been as willing as he was. Thats why a few days after Sals visit hed followed her to the beach where she ran. He had to make sure she didnt believe the bullshit her brothers were trying to feed her now.