Questions Unanswered | Brax

"That was Dr. Kotney. They've taken her up for testing and she won't be back down for a few hours." Melanie relayed, locking her phone and placing it back in her jacket pocket. She was less than happy with the news, but maybe it would give them some insight  before the day was over. "She woke up at one point, but passed back out again. She's stable now, but they haven't gotten any closer to figuring anything out." Catching sight of a bench outside the mall, Melanie took the opportunity to sit down. She didn't know what they had been thinking when they decided to walk, with both of them being more than a little hungover and the exhaustion that she had felt the night before still lingering in her bones.

"What now? Do we go hold vigil at the hospital or do we try to find something constructive to do with our time?" She asked, waiting to see if Braxton would join her or continue standing on the sidewalk. Part of her wanted to sit in that bright waiting room that she hated so much until they finally brought Octavia out, but it wouldn't do her any good. A few hours in the library doing research, that could do something. Or even just going inside and grabbing food would be more useful than standing around and waiting for people who had no answers to tell them just as much.


@braxton

Melanie must have thought that he was standing in the middle of the sidewalk, disoriented by the sun and upset about Octavia, but those things were way in the back of his mind. His eyes were narrowed in the morning sunlight, which he blamed for his strange thoughts, but Mel looked dazzling. Literally dazzling. In fact, he felt a pang of guilt for not being more concerned about Tavie. Someone walking the opposite way down the sidewalk bumped his shoulder and he saw a flash a bright, blonde hair that he knew had to belong to the Bacchus girl. Something inside told him she was fueling his thoughts, but he didn't care. The thoughts weren't that unpleasant. He started walking toward Melanie quickly and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into an alley down the side of the mall and pressing her against the stone wall. Without letting her protest, he pressed his lips against her's, kissing her fiercely, only stopping to come up for air. After the kiss, he was leaned over the smaller girl, breathing heavily and looking at her with lustful eyes.

Braxton's sudden actions left Melanie's mind reeling. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she stood on the tip of her toes to kiss him again, a little less passionate than before, but still just as mind blowing. "Brax.." She started with a whisper, shaking her head before leaning in to him. Whatever she had intended to say wasn't important. For once in a long time, she didn't want to focus on the repercussions or the outcome. She just wanted to be here and now with Braxton.

Meeting his gaze for a moment, she almost shied away. He was towering over her and she couldn't help but feel a little more bold than she had even minutes before. "You know, if we were going to do this we shouldn't have even left the apartment." She teased, a playful smirk escaping despite her attempt at a serious tone.

He narrowed his eyes in thought before grabbing her legs and lifting them off the ground so they wrapped around his waist, "Don't tempt me, Thorn." He said before kissing her again. He was thankful for the conveniently placed alleyway, otherwise he would have been out in the open ravaging a girl he didn't even know he had feelings for. But, if he was telling the truth, this was a long time coming...

"You said we have a couple hours right?" He confirmed, glancing at his watch, "The apartment isn't too far away, you know..." He raised his eye brows expectantly.

"Me? Tempt you? Why would I do a thing like that?" She had almost squeeled whenever he lifted her off the ground. At one point in their lives it would've been a playful gesture, but now it was far from that. Then again, she was glad that he had. The boy was just too tall for her to be kissing from the ground like that.

Taking in the look on Braxton's face, Melanie laughed. Kissing him again, she unwrapped her legs from around his waist and backed away. "What are we waiting for then?" She said with a mischievous grin, making sure that she was just out of arms length before turning to run out of the alley. If he was serious, she knew he would follow. Then again, if she didn't cheat he'd probably catch her fairly quickly.

Braxton grinned and ran after her. They were almost back to his apartment by the time he caught up to her. Grabbing both of her shoulders, she spun her around and pinned her to another wall, this one at the bottom of a stair at the apartment complex, "Running won't save you..." He groaned pulling her close to him before picking her up off the ground and carrying her the rest of the way to the apartment, only a few feet away. The door slammed closed when he kicked it and the world faded to black as they both fell on to his couch.

(( future jump! ))

*a few hours later*

Melanie was laying with her head against Braxton's chest a few hours later when she finally woke back up. She wasn't quite sure what time it was, only that they hadn't made it any farther than the couch the entire time they had been back in the apartment. Realizing that Octavia was probably out of testing by now, Melanie made the executive decision that Braxton needed to be woken up. "Brax." She whispered, fairly sure that he wasn't going to hear her.

When he didn't respond, Melanie moved so that she could see his face. Chances were by now that he was only feigning sleep, but it didn't stop her from kissing him softly and slowly, starting from his neck and working up to his ear. "You know, we're never going to get anything done ever again if we keep ending up here." She whispered as she reached her intended destination.

Braxton groaned, "Maybe if you stopped tempting me we would stop ending up here." He opened his blue-grey eyes and looked at her. There was a mess of brown hair surrounding him and he leaned forward to kiss her before picking her up. He put her in his lap so he was in a sitting position and wrapped his arm around her waist, "We should go check on my sister..." He said, pulling a blanket over the two of them and holding her close to his chest, "Which requires clothes, I'd think."

"Mmmm. Unless you have another secret stash, I think I'm out of clothes here." Melanie observed lazily. If this was going to be a regular thing, she was going to have to throw some clothes into her car or something. Where was her car, now that she thought of it? Oh well, she'd worry about that later. "And for the record, the first time was your idea. Can't blame that one on me." This one on the other hand..well, one of them wasn't under the influence of Abcde.

Snuggling up against him, Melanie pulled the blanket closer around them, not quite ready to leave the relative bliss of this couch. Going to see Tavie was interesting and exciting, but at the same time...it meant unanswered questions and stress that she just wasn't willing to deal with.

Braxton raised his eye brows and laughed, "You were there, weren't you? If you don't protest it's at least 80% your fault." He picked her up as he stood and entered his room, tossing her on the bed and playful climbing over the top of her, "Where have you been all my life?" He asked teasingly, knowing she was always right there.

"I will agree to 75% of the blame. No more, no less." She bartered, though she was quickly cut off whenever Braxton lifted her into the air again. Attempting to wrap her arms around his neck did absolutely nothing to prevent him from throwing her unceremoniously on the bed before crawling in after her.

"Waiting for you, as usual." She retorted, leaning up to kiss him before wrapping her arms around his waist, attempting to pull him down closer. Unfortunately, she failed. It still made her laugh, breaking the kiss soon after it started.

Braxton shook his head, "Come on, Tavie is waiting." He somehow untangle himself from her limbs and threw on some clothes, pointing at a drawer he had left open, "Maybe you can fit into some sweats or something?" He went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Melanie rolled her eyes before wrapping a sheet from the bed around herself. Rummaging through the drawers, she found a tank top and pair of sweats that she could work with until they...she...left the hospital. Pulling them on and tying the shirt strategically so that it wouldn't hang too much, Melanie began searching for her keys and phone in the other room. She hadn't received any messages yet, which she took as a good sign. They probably hadn't missed anything at all.