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“I thought you didn’t smoke in your car?”
I ask, he smirks, shrugging his shoulders
“When in Rome and all that, put your belt on”
I reach for it but my hands were trembling so badly I couldn’t concentrate, his face softens as he leans over, grabbing my belt and buckling me in. We drive home in silence, as we arrive Ali and Adlai are waiting for us, they rush to my side of the car, opening it up and helping me out.
The sight of my big sister makes something inside me snap as I fall forward and I cry into her shoulder.
“It’s going to be ok I promise”
She tries to tug me towards the house but my body was just trembling so badly I couldn’t even focus on walking, Branson scoops me up, resting my head against his chest as I continue to cry.
We make it inside and Branson takes a seat on the couch with me in his arms, my entire body was a trembling mess as I reach for a drink, he grabs the jar, places it at my lips and he helps me drink it.
“It’s going to be ok”
Karma tries to soothe me
“I don’t understand why I snapped so badly, why did I do it?”
“You did it because we finally realised what they all mean when they say it wasn’t Branson’s fault”
I gasp, remembering the reason behind my snapping. I look at him then at the girls
“Don’t say it in front of them”
Karma whispers, I nod throwing my arms around Branson and I hug him tight to my body.
“I’m sorry, I’m so so so sorry”
I cry into his neck, he runs his hands up and down my back as his scent overwhelms me, calming my twitching body down.
“Shusssh this is not your fault, it’s ok, we all react badly when people hurt our mate”
I shake my head
“I don’t mean that”
He frowns pulling back
“What did you mean”
“I have been blaming you for something that wasn’t your fault”
My chin wobbles as my eyes meet his, more tears pooling in my eyes as I look at his handsome face. His face falls then softens, he nods pulling me tight against him
“It’s ok, it’s all ok, we are together now and that’s all that matters”
I nod sniffing in his scent as he holds me close.
“Is that why you did it?”
He whispers next to my ear, I nod
“I realised what you meant and then it made me angry and he was poking you and saying horrible things and I just snapped”
He nods
“I love you katana, I love you so much”
I pull back and smile at him, wiping my face
“I love you too”
He was smiling, a genuinely happy smile, his eyes running down my face looking at my lips, his breath catching in his throat, his were plump and perfect, his warm vanilla scented breath fans my face as I take in every detail of his face and mouth.
It felt like a current was connecting us, a line between each of us, pulling us together as I move closer to smell him better. Just as he moves in, running his thumb over my bottom lip making me gasp as tingles explode over my face and lips, as I move towards him for our first perfect kiss mum and dad appear at our side making me jump.
“Hey, we didn’t interrupt did we?”
Mum asks, a grin on her face, Branson growls, falling back against the couch in frustration
“Yeah like it was an accident”
He snaps making me chuckle with my parents, they take a seat beside us
“Don’t worry about the people in the pub, they won’t be a problem again”
“Did you kill them all?”
Ali asks, bringing a tray of coffee to the table, I snort as she tries to hand me a cup and I instead lift my jar and take a huge gulp from it. She rolls her eyes, shaking her head
“One or two with the worst thoughts, the rest didn’t care and most were smart enough to know that she’s queen and what she says goes”
“Good, bastards need put back in their place”
Adlai snaps, smiling at me proudly. My big sister was the best big sister anyone could ever ask for, she was sweet and strong, she had been to hell and back and she was a genuine, good person who had very little tolerance for anyone who hurts our family.
“So who is going to run the bar now?”
I ask dad, he smirks
“Benny”
“Is he not pissed?”
Dad and mum both snort at the same time
“Oh please he hated joe, he’s been begging for that job for years, and he’s happy he’s dead”
My jaw drops in shock, what a big fibber. All these years he seemed like a genuine friend to joe. I down my jar to ease the shock, everything finally starts to distort a little as I open a new jar and my eyes go funny as I finally feel the buzz I’ve been looking for.
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Branson’s POV
I watch as she attempts to drink herself into an alcoholic comma, I have to admit she was doing quite well, she had swallowed more liquor in one night than I've seen most people drink in an entire year.
She was so f*****g beautiful, even when she was loaded and talking complete shite, but she was also adorable.
“It’s very hard to be mad at someone so pretty, I don’t like it and I don’t think it’s fair, how do I stay mad? I like being mad, it makes me work better, what if you pretty making me not mad then that makes me a bad queen because I’m no longer mad any more”
Carter and Carly were having a whale of a time as they sit there giggling at her, I, on the other hand, was amazed that she could get so many words out of her mouth without taking a breath
“I’m sure you will figure out another way to stay mad at me, don’t worry I have a gift for pissing people off”
She zeros her eyes in at me
“But I don’t want other people to be pissed at you, I don’t like it when they are rude to you, I can be rude but they can’t”
I snort shaking my head
“Is that so? Why can’t they be pissed at me too?”
She growls, sticking her nose in the air
“Because your mine and nobody is allowed to be cross at you except me. I’m the only one that’s allowed to be a b***h to you”
“Ughhh why is she so damn cute”
The Bronx groans as he peers out of my eyes to watch her.
“I know, she’s a sweetheart”
“Is that Bronx? Bronx you know what?”
He grins pushing forward
“What katiana?”
“You are pretty too, we think you could win best in show”
He pulls back to look at me
“Is she calling me a damn dog”
I was so busy laughing I couldn’t even respond
“I’m no dog”
“Nope, your a big bad wolf who’s scared of your mummy”
She taunts grinning
“I’m not scared of anyone”
He snaps back huffing, she crosses her arms over her chest
“Is that so? Well, then why are you making me wear a stupid dress to the stupid party? See you're too scared to tell your mummy no”
“I’m not scared I just want to see you in a dress”
She gasps, looking down at her clothes
“Excuse me are you saying you don’t like how I dress”
“You know what you deal with her”
Bronx snaps pulling back and pushing me forward
“I like how you dress kati, you always look good”
She blushes slightly
“Am I so pretty that you won’t be able to stay mad at me?”
I grin, pushing her wild hair from her face and behind her ear
“I don’t think so. You may be the only person in the world that I won’t ever be able to stay mad at”
She grins
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