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Being Beautiful - Chapter Twenty-Nine

Briana is a 16-year-old girl who hosts a web show. She doesn't know her life without it and just gives great advice on how to love yourself and no one else.
Chapter 29: Conflicted

My mouth hung open as I looked at Liz and listened to what she had just said. Her words rang through my mind and either way I twisted it, I couldn't even comprehend what it was that she had just said. In love with IAN?!?! He was my best friend and I really thought that Liz got that part of our relationship. Okay, we were more different than any other best friend relationship, but we were different under different circumstances.

"Just hear me out first," Liz said as she paced around the kitchen getting the other dishes prepared. "You hate to tell Ian any of the guys that you like because you're afraid that you both might separate or something. You're jealous of any girl he talks to. You can't be away from him for more than like two minutes. You're all he thinks about and I'm pretty sure that he's all you think about." She twirled to face me. "And this morning. When he walked in, he was all you saw and you let him kiss your forehead RIGHT in front of Kaleb. I mean, what were you thinking? Kaleb is kind of like your boyfriend and you do that..." She put a finger to her chin. "Then again, you weren't thinking because the only thing occupying your mind was Ian."

"Enough," I said. She stopped pacing and looked at me. "Liz, you of all people should know I don't love Ian in that kind of way. He's like a brother to me."

"I've never seen someone kiss their brother like you did Ian that week you both were in a fight."

"I would have lost our friendship!" I literally screamed at her.

"You could have saved it without kissing him, but you didn't because you wanted to!" She screamed back at me.

"You don't know anything," I said sizing her up a bit.

She crossed her arms. "I know about the hell you'll be in if you keep going on like this, if you don't confess your feelings."

"There isn't any feelings to confess Liz!" She crossed her arms. "Quit making this into something that it's not!"

"I'm not. I'm making this into something it already is."

Ian and Kaleb happened to come around the corner talking about something. They both stopped and looked at us both. The tension carried over us like a huge blanket of smoke no one could clear.

"Everything okay?" Ian asked.

"Funny you both would appear now," Liz said, her eyes still on me.

"Everything's fine," I mumbled. I pulled my apron off and threw it in Liz's face. "Liz needed more help in the kitchen since she was losing two hands."

I stalked off, past Ian and Kaleb and then made my way upstairs where I could sort all of this nonsense out. On entering my room, I realized that I actually hadn't been in this room in like a week and it was just amazing to be back. I collapsed on the bed and breathed in the smell of Briana McArthur's room and it smelled like perfume and depression.

As I turned over on my back, everything that Liz had said rolled through my head once more. You can't like Kaleb the way you should, because you're in love with Ian.

In love with Ian.
Ian my best friend.
Ian, the person that I spent all of my time with when I was young.
Ian, the first guy to ever told me, he loved me other than my family.


Was it possible? Was it possible that I really loved Ian in that way just because we have a really tight bond? No. Noo. We'd already been over this. I don't love Ian. We just think that we should love one another since we know each other inside and out just like a regular couple. It makes sense that way, but at the same time it doesn't.

I got up out of the bed and paced around. I really liked Kaleb, but if I did make our relationship public, it would make such a fuss. But was I really worried about that? Or was I really worried about the fact that in the mix, Ian would find out and we'd have some hell to pay?

There was a slight knock on my door and I turned to it. "Come in." Ian walked in and I sighed. I didn't need this right now.

"Hey, you okay? You just kind of stormed out of there."

"Yeah," I said as he completely came in and shut the door behind me. "I'm perfect."

"Then why are you just standing in the dark like a weirdo?" He asked me. I sighed, knowing that I couldn't give him an answer to that. "Right, but you say you're okay."

"Well, then if it's that big of a deal, turn the lights back on," I muttered.

"No, no," he said. I could hear the smile in his voice. "I don't want to come here and ruin whatever this is. No, I'll just keep the lights out." He turned and walked back towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked as I found myself stepping after him.

"I'm leaving you in your peace and tranquility."

"No," I whispered. "Just stay." He turned and looked at me. "I haven't seen you in like two days. That' like..."

"A year to the both of us," he said. I nodded at him. "Fine. But can we turn the lights on?" Before I responded, he flicked the light switch on that was beside him. "It's kind of dreary."

"How can anything be dreary today? It's Christmas," I said in my fake cheery voice as I resumed to taking my shoes off.

"I guess you're right." He watched me take my shoes off. "Did you get your present already for Secret Santa?"

"I did," I said. "Have you?"

"Kaleb and I went together," he said.

"You two have become quite chummy haven't you?" I looked up at him as he leaned against the wall.

"Well, define chummy." I rolled my eyes at him as he smiled. "He's a pretty neat guy. Chummy is our middle names apparently. Mostly we just talk about you."

My heart skipped a beat. "About me, how?" I asked looking at him.

He shrugged and made his way over to sit beside me. "Just you in general. You're always the topic of discussion since you technically brought the both of us together in a way." He looked at me. "That's okay, right?"

"Sure, that's fine."

"Good..." He hesitated a moment before he spoke again. "Don't be mad at me, alright?"

"How could I ever be?"

The room enveloped in silence as Ian looked down. Then he stood up to pace for a while before he looked back at me. "I have a date tomorrow night." My heart felt like it completely dropped into my stomach. What did he just say? "I know, I should have told you this earlier, but I
completely forgot. Chelsie and I-"

"Her name is Chelsie?" I muttered as I felt my soul tear into pieces.

"Chelsie Reynolds. She's a grade ahead of ours."

"I know who she is Ian," I said standing up. "She used to make fun of me because I made web shows, don't you remember."

"I remember," he muttered.

"Then why the hell do you think that it's okay to date someone who I completely despise?"

"Because I don't despise her," he practically screamed at me. I halted and listened to him. "I should, but I don't, because I like her too much."

"Do you really?" I screamed back.

"I do," he said.

"More than you ever thought that you would like me?"

His jaw clenched. "Briana, don't say that. You know that you will always be the one I come back to."

"But not before you run off to someone else." He sighed as he looked at me. "You know what, I don't need this. It's Christmas. I can argue with you on a different day. Right now, I can't handle it."

And with that being said, I pushed past him, out of my room and down the hallway because I knew that if something else went wrong, I'd probably lose it.

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Everything had been handled right before all of our parents were to come back. The lights were up and glowing; the Christmas tree was all balled out with the decorations strung all over them; and the food was making the whole house smell just wonderful.

I paced in the living room. Liz had gone to get our parents and Kaleb was waiting at his house for his parents to come. If we were right, everyone would show up at the same time and be ready for this little surprise that we have going on.

About 10 minutes later, we heard a car pull into the driveway. Alexander, Ian, Lucas, Liam, Eric and I got into place. It was a while before we heard the door open, but when we did, we got ready.

"We were just bored so we were like Christmas lights on Christmas would be legit," Liz said. When they all came around the corner we screamed 'SURPRISE!' really loudly.

My mother was completely surprised. I could tell when she jumped back. I couldn't help but smile. Ariel was standing there shocked along with Kurt and my dad was just smiling like he couldn't believe that we had actually pulled something like this off without his help. Without any parent help, but just us.

"You guys are one amazing bunch," my dad said. I smiled and charged into his loving arms. I knew that I was glad to have both my parents back.

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Published: 3/25/2013
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