Stop shaking damn it! I can do this. I can do this!
Bree's finger slowly inched towards the small, round black doorbell that was placed right by 367 Bergen St.
The Davenport Residence.
She waited and shifted her weight from foot to foot in angst. Was he home? Did she want him to be home? There wasn't enough time for her to escape when said person answered the door smiling, only the moment he realized who was at the door, his smile shifted. It didn't disappear but he seemed astonished as if she were the lord calling down to him.
"You're not the pizza man." Chase said awkwardly. She sighed/laughed, rubbing her sweaty palms against her sweater.
"No, I don't have any pizza." What the hell are you saying?! Shut up and leave!
He cleared his throat, "So, what are you doing here?" Chase eyed her cautiously.
Bree opened her mouth to say, 'I don't know'. What was she doing here? Attempting to apologize for overreacting when Chase was only trying to help her? What complete imbecile would just let him go after everything he's tried to do for her.
"I came to apologize." She croaked. Apologize, sounds much better.
"For what? You did nothing wrong, I was the one tha-" He asked incredulously.
She cut him off quickly, let me apologize damn it! "Don't! If I wanted sympathy, I'd dress in rag clothing and wait in the street corners with an empty can. I want to apologize for acting like an idiot and not letting you help me which is what you've been trying to do since we kissed. I'm sorry for trying to get back at you and I'm sorry for yelling at you and telling you to get away from m-"
Chase stared at her with his hand covering her mouth. "Sometimes," He said slowly, "you really need to shut up."
She licked his hand and he pulled back in disgust.
"Who told you to cover my mouth? If you would just listen to me for a second then you would realize that I came to apologize not to be assaulted and told to shut up because I'm trying to be a good person and clear my karma!" Bree stopped and looked at him.
His eyes went from revolted to amused.
"Clear you karma? Am I being used?" He smirked.
"Stop being so nice to me! I don't deserve any of it! You should be angry! You should absolutely loathe me!" Bree cried, her voice cracking. She felt so angry with herself for being such a fickle girl and the two boys who she thought would despise her existence on this Earth looked as if they've seen daylight for the first time every time they see her and even though it should make her happy too, it angers her.
Why aren't they mad?
Chase chuckled and stepped closer to her, "But I don't loathe you. I never did. You might've just been a pain in my ass once in a while but am I not the same to you? Did you ever loathe me?" He grinned and intertwined his fingers in hers.
"No. But I don't think I can be what you want me to be. I think its too soon." Even though she didn't say the word 'girlfriend', he knew what she was talking about. His grin fell.
"I see. I know its too soon. I still have to sort things out with Adam and Danielle."
"But I don't want you back in the position you were in before all of this happened. I just thought that, maybe we could be, acquaintances, even friends?"
His grin returned and seemed wider.
"With benefits?" Chase smirked.
Bree punched his arm, "Seriously! Friends?" She stuck out her hand
Chase looked at her hand, looking disappointed. His eyes soon showed mischief, he placed his hand in hers and shook. Bree was ready to pull back her hand, only to have it pulled in the other direction, her lips landing firmly on anothers.
The kiss was slow and soft. It probably lasted four seconds and then Chase pulled back smiling from ear to ear,
Author's Notes: LAST CHAPTER! Is anyone sad? Anyone happy? I like to leave you all with an imagination of how the rest of their lives will be after all of this :)
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