Brandon and Rowan (Tagged)

Deep stares

Brandons POV

There she was. A couple months of not seeing her and finally in this alleyway, she's right there. She looks good, she's wearing her shoes she wears all the time, a pair of black skinny jeans, grey tank top with her necklace that her mom gave her, and a black and white jacket. I notice her hair is a lot shorter than the last time i saw her - it suits her.

She looks beautiful

She's listening to music... i knew this was my only chance to try and talk to her even know she would shut me down

"Rowan?" I call her name out as i walk behind her a bit faster

When she turns my way - she looks like she wants to punch me... but also hug me, it was a very confusing look.

"No. Get away from me!" She exclaims

"Wait rowan! Stop please" i say as i gently grab her arm

She turns back to me vastly - almost in a snap

"What" she says

"Please just hear me out-" i say as i see her face features soften as she stares at the side of my face

"What?" I ask

"What happened to you?" She asks

"What do you me- oh... yeah i got jumped by some dudes in prison" i say as I remember the side of my face is all marked up and a little bruised

She hesitantly lifts her hand to stroke the side of my hurt face and i sigh as it was the first comfort touch i felt in a while, i leaned into her hand more as she just softly looks at me and my bruises.

"I'm sorry rowan" i say

"I know... but i cant right now" she says as she pulls away her hand and starts walking backwards

"Whenever you're ready" i say as she turns and continues to walk home

This woman is going to be the death of me