Bad Romance

Chapter Two Addie

"Don't listen to her Addie, I love you", Mike pleaded, trying to step toward me. I backed away from him. "Don't touch me, and we're done Mike," I said, pulling off my ring on my finger. He gave me. I threw it to Brittany, who caught it. "Here she can be your fiancée because I don't want anything to do with you."

Walked out of the room and out of the house. Mike was still yelling at me to stop, but I ran to my car and took off out of there. I was so upset I couldn't do anything but cry, but then I thought of Ronnie and realized I had to hurry up and get ready for the ball and that I didn't have time to cry and break down right now. I had to help Ronnie.

I drove up to Ronnie and my house, a four-bedroom red-brick Victorian mansion. Around the time we graduated from high school, we relocated to this area. I recall Ronald and Amelia's delight at Ronnie's graduation, as well as mine.

They still hugged and congratulated us, as I recall. Then, after a rather extravagant party for us, they presented us with this house. Saying that it is past time for us to become more self-sufficient.

Of course, my brother Sebastian wanted me to move in with him, but I wanted to move in with Ronnie. I assume he wanted me close so he could complain about my lifestyle and try to force me to join him at the company, since that is all he does anyway.

I thought of Sebastian and how I would love to see him right now. I knew I should go and see Ronnie, but in the state I am in right now she would definitely ask questions that I didn't want to answer right now. I knew that Sebastian never pushed too hard. He would always wait for me to talk about it. I turned around and made my way to my brother's house.

I parked in front of a stately and gorgeous brick house with a white door and white square windows, a brick wrap-around porch with vines growing around the outside of it in intricate patterns. It was our home. Sebastian's other reason for wanting me to live with him was because he owned our parent's house.

He always told me that this was a home and that I needed to be here because it was what our parents would want. But I guess the thought of it made me more sad about our parents, since he had the most memories of them growing up, I resented Sebastian for being able to remember our parents. Even though I knew it wasn't his fault, I wanted to have more than just pictures and his memories of them. I sighed and walked up to the house and rang the bell, which I knew would upset Sebastian since he would want me to just walk in.

An old lady dressed in nice clothing came to the door. She had long white hair that was up in a neat bun. I automatically knew who it was, since she was my parents' butler all mine and Sebastian's life. She maintained the house until Sebastian could claim it when he was old enough. "Oh my dear Addie, come in child" she said excitedly, moving aside, opening the door wider. "Hi,Mrs. Abernathy Is Sebastian here?" she closed the door and looked at me.

"I'm afraid he is still at the office dear." I sighed. I should have known that he wouldn't be here I looked at Mrs. Abernathy, who was looking at me warmly, "do you know when he will be back?" I asked, feeling annoyed that I missed him. "I am not sure, dear, would you like me to call him? I'm sure he would be delighted you're here" she asked, concerned, "No, that's fine, I'm just going to wait for him. Thank you" I said, walking into the living room and sitting on the oversize couch "let me know if you need anything, okay?" Mrs. Abernathy said, smiling at me." Of course thank you", I responded, she nodded, then left the room.

I sighed, looking around the room. My brother had kept the house exactly the same as our parents had left it, our family portrait was still above our grand fireplace. I looked at it, my mother holding me, my brother standing in the middle and my father on the other side of him, his shoulder on his. I missed them so much and looking at this picture made me wish they were still here.

I always imagined what mine and Sebastian's lives would be like if we still had our parents. I looked at the mantle of the fireplace where pictures in smaller frames sat. One picture in particular stood out to me. It was of Sebastian holding me in his arms when I was a baby. He has always cared about me that much, I knew, but looking at the photo I could see how much he enjoyed being a big brother. The smile on his face as he looked down at me made me feel that much worse about all the trouble I had caused him.

Before I could think any further, my phone rang. I fished it out of my jeans and looked at the screen. It was Sebastian, I answered.

"Are you at the house?" he asked as soon as I picked up. Even though I thought it was strange, he didn't refer to it as his house. "Yeah, how did you know?" I asked, but then I thought of Mrs. Abnernathy "that's not important is everything alright? I won't be home today. There's a lot to do at the office. Do you want to come here?" he remarked, expressing concern so thick I could feel it. I sighed. I wasn't sure how he would feel if I told him that Mike had cheated on me. I mean I was hiding from Ronnie right now because I couldn't face what happened earlier, but then I thought of Ronnie and how swamped she must be right now and felt bad for ghosting her in her time of need.

"No, I'm fine. I think I'm just going to take a nap and take off. It's been a long day." I lied well half lied, it had been a long day. "Okay, I will try to come back tonight, but if I can't feel free to come to the office, are you sure you're okay?" Sebastian asked prodding more, which I could understand since I barely visit him at home I usually just go to the office "yeah I just missed you Bassy" I giggled I could hear his snort at my use of Bassy "ugh Addie really? I missed you too, but I gotta go love you sis" he remarked. I chucked "love you too Bassy" I could hear him laugh before he hung up.

I went upstairs and walked down the grand hall and came to my room, which had always been my room since our parents were alive. The only changes that were made is instead of a toddler's bed, there was a bigger queen-sized bed and updated furniture from my teen years when I lived here with Sebastian. I laid down on the bed willing my mind to go blank.

I didn't want to think of seeing Mike's face when he was looking at Brittany being on top of him, I didn't want to think of him at all. I didn't want to think of the years we were together or the fact our relationship was over. Instead, I willed myself to drift off to sleep despite the tears that unwillingly escaped.