"And I Stephanie Tyler, promise to love you, Adam Evans until the day I die and longer."
The happy couple exchanged rings under the wedding arch and it was the perfect backyard wedding.
Family and friends looked on in happiness as the couple had their first kiss as husband and wife.
The family cheered and rice was thrown and everyone was happy.
But that was the rest of the family, Brandon on the other hand, couldn't stand sitting there...watching his brother have the wedding he had always wanted.
The ceremony had since ended, and Brandon sat in his same chair, thinking about all his failed relationships and how jealous he was of his brother.
3 years had passed since Selena had announced that Brandon would be her heir, and well, Brandon had really done nothing with it yet. Sure he went on a date or two, but Brandon was fixated on the idea of 'the one'. This idea was also kicking him in the butt.
So Brandon sits, long after the ceremony, starring at the wedding arch, fantasies filling Brandon's head.
Locked inside his own thoughts, Brandon was oblivious to Bree's footsteps drawing neerer and neerer, to see what was wrong with her brother.
"So why is my brother sitting over here all depressed?"
"Jesus Bree! Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Well you're a cop, you should expect things like this."
It's true, Brandon was a cop, and a good one at that, in fact the first thing he did when he turned eighteen was sign up for police training.
"That dosen't mean I don't get scared! I'm human after all!"
"Whatever!" "Now your just trying to avoid my question."
"What question?"
"Why are over here all depressed when you should be over with me and Ozzie having fun.!?"
Ozzie was Bree's boyfriend, they had been going strong for more than a year.
They were a more physical couple, always holding hands, and kissing, much to Brandon's dismay. Brandon had not cared much for Ozzie. Thought he was a punk who's wasn't thinking with the right head *wink wink*. Ozzie was a rockstar and he was good for Bree, whether Brandon approved or not.
"I'm not depressed."
"Ok, sure your not."
"I'm not!"
The two were now having a stare-down, seeing who would crack first.
Bree was the first to speak- breaking the moment of silence.
"I know whats got your panties in a twist!"
Brandon just glared back at his sister.
"Awww!" "Little bro wants a girlfirend!" "You know I could help with th-"
"Bree! I don't want or need a girlfriend! I want to focus on my career for now."
Brandon was completly lying to his sister, he wanted a girlfriend but he DEFINATLY did not want or need Bree's help.
Boy, did Bree know it.
"Your totally lying- you want a girlfriend."
"What happened to Claire?"
"Oh please, that relationship was over before it even started."
"Polly?"
"One night stand."
"God Brandon! You're making my job sooo hard here!"
"Sorry."
"Fine I will find you a girlfriend if it kills me!"
With that Bree stood up and left. Leaving her brother curious. What was Bree planning???
Bree looked out at the ocean when she left, her single friends scrolling through her head.
After a few minutes, Brandon eventually rose, and slowly walked over to the wedding arch.
Brandon stood in the empty arch, fighting back tears. Brandon wanted this so bad. Yet, he hadn't found it...and that killed his ego.
Brandon Evans, look at yourself, now instead of wallowing about it, why don't you go find it?
Brandon took his own advice and got the balls to go congradulate his brother. But, fate had one more surprise for Brandon, when he finally made his way over to the reception are, Adam and Stephanie were wrapped up in their first dance, which was another punch to the gut for Brandon.
He's a trooper and sat through it, when the 2nd torture session was over, he made his way over to his brother.
"Hey dude! Congrats!"
"Thanks, Brandon it means a lot to me..that you came..."
The whole household was aware of Brandon's current hissy-fit.
"Well the wedding's in my backyard so I don't really have a choice."
"Ya, that's true I guess you didn't...well hey we're going to cut the cake so why don't you come watch that?"
"Sure why not."
"That's the attitude."
The cake cutting was un-eventfual and it was nice to have a drama-free event.
When the cake was served, Brandon tried his best to avoid Bree, afraid of another one of torments. He tried to find Adam and Stehpanie, but they're table was already full, with Carly and her date Lennon.
Carly had since become a young adult, and was rather stunning in her purple dress.
With the whole wedding mess finally behind him, Brandon retreated to a long hot shower, letting the warm water relax his tense muscles. Brandon climbed into bed knowing he had to make a change.
Aw poor Brandon, I hope he can find someone!
ReplyDeleteP.S That last shot of him in the shower was quite hot ;)