Bristol could tell simply by the look in his eyes when she’d first seen him that he was changed. That same glow about him, that look in his eyes it was all gone and she tired her best to ignore it. She knew what had happened to him, maybe not the details. She knew he’d gotten kidnapped and she also knew that everyone but him had died and she couldn’t imagine what he was going through.
He stood up quickly and she sighed knowing she should have waited to tell him, it was too soon. She could have simply said her sister was staying a while and that might have eased him into the idea a little better. She winced as the chair crashed to the floor and she stood up, wanting to reach out for him, but she he slipped out of the room too quickly. She watched James narrow his eyes, before coming into the kitchen and placing a hand on her shoulder.
“Bri, is everything okay?” he said seeming concerned. Bristol through her hands up, shaking her head and giving a shrug.
“Hell if I know.” She sighed running her fingers through her long hair. “He just freaked out when I told him about Daisy.” She said honestly, Delaney appeared next to her pulling her into a hug having seen and heard everything that had happened.
“Breezy, Why don’t I take Dais and Lydi home with me too night and give you and Ian a night alone, I think you could use it.” She smiled pulling away and Bristol just nodded not sure what else to do.
Bristol made her way up the stairs, knocking lightly on the door, There was no answer and so she didn’t barge in, just rested her head against the door and took a deep breath in before letting it out, trying to find the words to say, but she wasn’t entirely sure what to say.
“I’m sorry.” She breathed “She has to stay Ian. She has nowhere else to go.” She explained through the door and she felt her heart breaking, because if Ian asked her to pick, she’d have to leave him, because she’d pick her sister. “Baby, you gotta talk to me, I can’t help you if you won’t talk to me.” She breathed.
"I wouldn't say that." she whispered and the put his full attention on her. "My father kicked her out when she was still so young. We were inseparable, but after she left... she never tried to contact me. I kept waiting and waiting for her to come back for me... but she didn't. She never called, never wrote. Nothing. A few years later, I got into a bad car accident. I was really badly injured, and the doctors didn't think I was going to make it. All I wanted was to see my sister. My father called and called but... she never even bothered to pick up. He left her message after message, telling her that she needed to come say goodbye in case I didn't make it... she never showed up, never even called back. She abandoned me." she explained and he could tell that it killed her he could hear it in her voice. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you all of that. You probably don't even care."
He sighed letting silence fall between them for a long moment. She was wrong, he actually really cared and that’s what people didn’t care to learn about him. He cared about everyone else more then he cared about himself and he hated that she was in so much pain. He’d just meet her but that didn’t matter, no one deserved to feel the way she did, because he’d felt like that a million and one times and he wouldn’t wish that feeling on his worst enemy.
“Your wrong Daisy.” He said simply. “I do care, I’m not some ass hole like everyone thinks.” He shrugged. “I know how you feel and it’s shitty and no one, especially not someone as amazing as you should feel the way you do right now.” He said honestly.
When you got Justin alone and you really talked to him, he was an amazing person inside and out. He admired Bristol a lot, because she was the only one who ever really bothered to get to know him and didn’t judge him. He lit himself another cigarette, pressing it to his lips and taking a long inhale, blowing out a cloud of smoke.
“Listen, I think you should really talk to her. It’s not my business, but there is a lot your father obviously didn’t tell you and you deserve the truth and Bri will give it to you.” He smiled taking another drag off his cigarette as he glanced to her.
“Justy, let’s go.” Tiffany said sticking her head out the door, interrupting their conversation. “And would you put that damn cancer stick out, Jesus you’ll be dead before the end of the year.” She spat harshly. “Devon’s having a party and I don’t want to be late, I’ll be out in the truck.” She explained, as if Daisy wasn’t even there and Justin simply waved to her letting her know he was coming to her which earned him a irritated scoff before she slammed the door.
“I gotta go.” He sighed, putting the cigarette out as he stood up. “I’ll see you at school.” He said flashing her a charming smile as he headed for the door, turning back to her once more. “Oh, and you should really smile more, sad is not a good look on you babe.” He smirked before disappearing inside.