Remember When...(TM,DLG)•CTE fanfiction•

Chapter 1: Behind Backs

*Brandon*

"Andy! It's my fault!"
"Brandon, this was meant to happen. There is always a problem with life, and you can get back at it by trying to face it. Amber, she'll get her feelings back. Just give her time," he explained, and I shook my head.
"No! Time isn't going to help," I cried, and he sighed. I was getting him frustrated.
"Brandon. This wasn't your fault," he said softly, but I threw the pillow on the couch across the living room.
"I shouldn't have been in her life," I told myself.
"If you weren't in her life, she wouldn't be alive. You're the reason she is still living-"
"I'm also the reason how she lost her memory!" I snapped, and he slammed his fist against the couch. Andy's face was full with frustration, and he marched up to me, to grab my shirt.
"You're not the reason. That deer was the fucking reason, and if you keep blaming yourself, blame mother nature because she's a bitch," he mumbled right in my face; feeling the his breath on my skin. I thought of it, and I knew he was right. There was someone to blame, and it was the fucking deer. I nodded, and I wiped the tears off my face.
"What do I do now?" I asked, and he just looked at me, thinking.
"Um, you start moving the things in," he answered, and I nodded. I went to open the door to see Bailey and Amber waiting outside.
"Hey, are you okay?" Amber asked. She rushed to me to hug me, and she looked at me with blue eyes. After the surgery to remove the glass shards before the awakening of her comma, her eyes turned into dark icy blue. The brown chocolately eyes were my favorite part of her beauty, and now, they're replaced with those eyes. They just remind me of the tragic incident, so I tried my best to smile.
"Yeah. I'm okay," I smiled, and she burried her face into my shirt. I looked at Andy, and he seemed pretty uncomfortable seeing this.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, Brandon. I'm sorry," she softly informed against my chest. I looked around to see the Ben's car with someone in the passenger seat...Acacia. I pulled Amber off, and she was confused why I pulled her off. She looked around, and her eyes went huge as the moon. Her hands covered her mouth as she ran inside to slam the door. I look back at Ben, closing his car door to come to us.
"What happened to Amber?" he asked, and Andy just crossed his arms.
"Acacia's here," Andy answered, and it took his a second to remember the history between them.
"She's actually here to apologize," he sounded annoyed.
"Why that tone?" I ask, and he sighed.
"She apologizes to Amber, but not to me," he puts his keys in his back pockets. Bailey's phone started ringing, and she answers.
"Mitchel?" she ask, and she starts stressing out. "Yes! You change the diaper!" she exclaimed, and she started pulling her hair back. "I'll be there. Start changing her diaper, Mitchel! Don't be the dumbass father that you're scared to be," she hanged up, and looked at Andy. "Andy, can you take me home?" she asked, and Andy nodded.
"I'll be right back," Andy informed, getting them both into the car. They left quickly, and left me and Ben with Acacia's choice.
"So do I let Acacia out or not?" Ben asked, and I look back at the house, thinking of Amber.
"Let her in," I sighed, and Ben signaled her out the car. "Acacia, if you play your fucking games, you're dead," I threatened, and she didn't care. Her eyes rolling, and arms crossing tells me she doesn't give a shit. She passed by me, and I heard screams. Amber's scream.
"Acacia!" Ben shouted as he ran into the house. I followed him, and I saw Amber running up the stairs with Acacia right on her heels.
"Amber! Run!" I shouted, and Acacia just pulled her back. Amber rolled down the stairs, so I went to her. Amber was groaning in pain, so I helped her by shielding her. Acacia was skipping steps to get with her, but Ben stopped her by shoving her at the wall. Amber was there crying, and I pulled her close to me.
"She deserves the pain! She made me ruin my relationship!" she screamed, and she collapsed on the floor with her face cupping her face. Me and Ben looked at each other, and we look back at Amber.
"Amber, did you do this?" Ben asked, and she shook her head.
"I don't remember. All I remember from her is almost stabbing me, but Alana stopped her," she cried, and I shrugged.
"You brought Marcus to me, and you told him to make me cheat on Ben," she sobbed, and it was started to get confusing.
"Marcus? Who's Marcus?" I asked, and Amber shrugged.
"I don't know," she answered, and her voice was just scared. I don't know if it was from Acacia or something else.
"Don't blame Amber for what you could've stopped. If she did tell Marcus to do that, you should've been smart enough to stop," Ben snapped, and Acacia just got up and ran away. Andy bumped into her on the way out, and gave her a bitch face. He finally saw Amber on the floor, and came fast enough to comfort her.
"Amber, are you okay?" Andy asked, and he looked at her with some eyes that made me suspicious. Her head nodded, and she got up. I look at Ben to see him stressed.
"I recommend you to go after her to stop her doing something stupid," I warned, and he nodded while he left. Andy helped Amber up, and they stood in front of each other smiling. I cleared my throat and saw them look back at me. "Andy, can you help us move in?" I ask, and he nodded glancing at Amber one last time.

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We were done, and we were sitting in the table. Amber and Andy kept smiling at each other, and I knew what was happening .They were gazing at each other that they didn't even noticed.
"Um, I'm going to hang out with Hayden. Amber, do you want to come?" I asked, and she shook her head. "Andy, do you want to stay with her?" I asked taking out my phone. I dialed Tatum's number, and waiting for his answer.
"I'll stay with Amber, if you want to?" he asked, and I shrugged. I had the urge of telling him "no", but I couldn't say anything. I just didn't want to ruin Amber's happiness.
"Amber, do you want him to stay?" I asked, and she nodded.
"At least to keep me company," she answered, and I nodded.
"I'll call you when I'm on my way back," I said rushing out of there. Once I made it outside, I started calling Tatum.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Tatum, can we have another try?"

*Amber*

"Andy, I don't think I should just do this to Brandon. I can't just dump him, and then go with his best friend," I insisted, and he sighed.
"Did you see him dialing a number?" he asked, and I nodded. What does that have to do with any of this? I thought.
"Yeah. So what?" I asked, and he sighed.
"He was going to call his ex, Amber. I don't know what he's planning to do with her," he answered.
"What do you want me to do about that?" I asked, and he shrugged.
"Nothing," he answered. He was looking at me, and I look at him back with a smirk. I felt the blush warming up my cheeks, but then I look away. I stood up and went to the living room.
"I can't do that, Andy," I answered.
"Do what? Look at me?" he asked, and I just sat there filled with emotions that I don't want to let loose.
"I'm sorry. I just don't want to hurt Brandon anymore," I answered, and I saw him come to the couch too.
"Then you're hurting me with this. You're pushing me away when you want me," he said taking off his jacket. The couple muscles that were shown on his arm made me bite my lip, giving me a greater temptation.
"I'm sorry. I just don't know what to do," I mumbled, and I felt his weight pull down the fabric I was in. The warmth of his hand pull my chin up, and he was so close to my face. I look at his lips, and his hand slid at the back of my neck to pull my close. This was the temptation that was making me beg for more. I crawled my body on top of him, and his hands slid down my waist.
"So you don't know what to do?" he asked, and I smiled at him. This was making me breathless, so I was loosing my breath looking at him. Instead of my lips hitting his, Andy sat up looking at me.
"What's wrong?" I asked, and he shook his head.
"I see what feeling you're talking about now," he sighed, and I felt guilty.
"Same with yours," I mumbled, and he laughed softly and faintly.
"I don't think we should start this early," he informed, and we starred at each other. He was scanning me multiple times, and I was just filled with his curiousity.
"Fuck it," I shouted as I crashed my lips against his. His hands were adventuring around my waist, and my fingers were gliding through his hair. He moaned against my lips, and I sat on his lap. He pulled himself to sit at the edge of the couch. Our bodies were touching, and I felt something popping out. I gasped, and I looked at him as he smiled.
"Someone wants to see you," Andy smirked.