Hello Again
1 Hour
"God fucking dammit!" was the only thing yelled through the entire house along with the slamming of a hockey bag and sticks on the floor right on front of out front door. The Bruins just lost their final game of playoffs and their season has officially come to an end. They lost 3-2 in over time against Washington in game 5 and they played their hearts out. It was a tough game and every single player in that arena came to play and that's what they did. The calls were clearly one-sided in favor of Boston and the boys couldn't do a thing about it. Brad even got kicked out of the game for knocking a player over on his way off the ice. Brad wasn't looking and it was clearly accidental but the ref saw otherwise.
Brad just threw everything around and yelled out in frustration. That's just what he does. When things get tough, he just throws things around and throws a temper tantrum like a 3 year old, mumbles under his breath, then he just wants to be by himself and secludes himself from everyone else until he is ready to show his face. Tyler on the other hand just stays quiet with a look on his face but stays with other people. He likes to stay busy and involved doing things and being distracted instead of being left alone with his thoughts.
"I'm so over this fucking bullshit!" Brad yelled, throwing his water bottle at the wall and storming upstairs to his bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him. "Guess I gotta go put the big baby down for his nap. I'll talk to you guys in the morning," Jamie said, placing her coat on the coat hanger in the front closet. "Night. Hope it goes well," I said, patting her back as she walked up the stairs. I wasn't close to feeling tired so I went upstairs and got changed into my pj's. Cheetah print sleep shorts and a big, baggy black t shirt that almost goes over my shorts. I turned on the TV to some random movie, and went into the kitchen to make a snack. Tyler was sitting at the island with his chin resting on his two fists. He may be upset but I don't want to talk to him at all right now. I will only talk to him about the wedding and that's it. He can't guilt me into talking to him this time.
I fixed myself a bowl of yogurt and mixed fruits, grabbed a bottle of water and went back into the TV room. I took to my spot on the couch and brought my zebra print blanket up around my knees. After watching a bit of the movie Tyler came into the TV room and sat on the same couch as me. His eyes weren't on the TV though, they were at his toes. He had his legs stretched out onto the coffee table in front of the couch and was slouched ever so slightly with his hood up. He looked so comfy. I could hear him make the odd noise during the movie and I could just tell it was eating him apart. He was even biting his nails, a sign that he was upset. I felt so bad. I knew he needed a hug or something.
No, don't do it Kylie, he doesn't need your attention. He has been a dick to you and you are stronger than that. Don't give into the pressure. But of course that never happens and I ended up crawling up next to him, snuggling right into him. His arm was around my shoulder, holding me tight. We both passed out that way and when we woke up and realized the way we were laying, we couldn't jump further apart from each other. "Asshole." I mumbled under my breath. "Bitch," I could hear him mumble under his too while he walked up to take a shower. When I looked at my phone and realized what time it was, I totally flipped out.
I ran up the stairs and threw Brad and Jamie's bedroom door wide open. I did a run and dive onto their bed's and shook them like crazy. "What the?? Brad asked as my right knee hit him in the face. "You have 1 hour to pack your bags and get the hell out of your house! It's your bachelor and bachelorette party tonight!" I yelled really fast. I could see Tyler with a towel wrapped around his waist brushing his teeth in the hall looking, probably at my ass cheeks hanging out, with a stunned look on his face. Once he clued in he ran back into his room and frantically packed. "Kylie, get your ass out of my face!" Jamie said slapping it out of her face. "Hey Kyls, bring that view over to my side of the bed," Brad joked. "Seriously, we need to be at the airport in an hour! Let's get the fuck going!" I cheered, getting up and running off of the bed. "Nice ass!" Brad yelled on my way out. Oh Bradley, how you never seem to fail me.
Brad just threw everything around and yelled out in frustration. That's just what he does. When things get tough, he just throws things around and throws a temper tantrum like a 3 year old, mumbles under his breath, then he just wants to be by himself and secludes himself from everyone else until he is ready to show his face. Tyler on the other hand just stays quiet with a look on his face but stays with other people. He likes to stay busy and involved doing things and being distracted instead of being left alone with his thoughts.
"I'm so over this fucking bullshit!" Brad yelled, throwing his water bottle at the wall and storming upstairs to his bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him. "Guess I gotta go put the big baby down for his nap. I'll talk to you guys in the morning," Jamie said, placing her coat on the coat hanger in the front closet. "Night. Hope it goes well," I said, patting her back as she walked up the stairs. I wasn't close to feeling tired so I went upstairs and got changed into my pj's. Cheetah print sleep shorts and a big, baggy black t shirt that almost goes over my shorts. I turned on the TV to some random movie, and went into the kitchen to make a snack. Tyler was sitting at the island with his chin resting on his two fists. He may be upset but I don't want to talk to him at all right now. I will only talk to him about the wedding and that's it. He can't guilt me into talking to him this time.
I fixed myself a bowl of yogurt and mixed fruits, grabbed a bottle of water and went back into the TV room. I took to my spot on the couch and brought my zebra print blanket up around my knees. After watching a bit of the movie Tyler came into the TV room and sat on the same couch as me. His eyes weren't on the TV though, they were at his toes. He had his legs stretched out onto the coffee table in front of the couch and was slouched ever so slightly with his hood up. He looked so comfy. I could hear him make the odd noise during the movie and I could just tell it was eating him apart. He was even biting his nails, a sign that he was upset. I felt so bad. I knew he needed a hug or something.
No, don't do it Kylie, he doesn't need your attention. He has been a dick to you and you are stronger than that. Don't give into the pressure. But of course that never happens and I ended up crawling up next to him, snuggling right into him. His arm was around my shoulder, holding me tight. We both passed out that way and when we woke up and realized the way we were laying, we couldn't jump further apart from each other. "Asshole." I mumbled under my breath. "Bitch," I could hear him mumble under his too while he walked up to take a shower. When I looked at my phone and realized what time it was, I totally flipped out.
I ran up the stairs and threw Brad and Jamie's bedroom door wide open. I did a run and dive onto their bed's and shook them like crazy. "What the?? Brad asked as my right knee hit him in the face. "You have 1 hour to pack your bags and get the hell out of your house! It's your bachelor and bachelorette party tonight!" I yelled really fast. I could see Tyler with a towel wrapped around his waist brushing his teeth in the hall looking, probably at my ass cheeks hanging out, with a stunned look on his face. Once he clued in he ran back into his room and frantically packed. "Kylie, get your ass out of my face!" Jamie said slapping it out of her face. "Hey Kyls, bring that view over to my side of the bed," Brad joked. "Seriously, we need to be at the airport in an hour! Let's get the fuck going!" I cheered, getting up and running off of the bed. "Nice ass!" Brad yelled on my way out. Oh Bradley, how you never seem to fail me.
Notes
Outfit for the chapter: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=95485730Sorry for the late update! This recovery from my surgery is a killer :( Hope you are enjoying it!
I hope there is another sequel! I have enjoyed this story and would love to see where their relationship goes.
12/30/13