Twenty five. Brandon falls
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Lillianne
I walked into Brandon's room. He was trying to contact Delilah. She wasn't responding to him.
" I'm sorry you had to see that. The reality is I need to support myself. I make good money, I mean good money and I enjoy doing the live streams.
Besides, men like you are why I am in business. Admit it Brandon, you would have been a customer?"
Brandon ignored me.
" Lillianne, can you send me a text. I want to test my phone. I don't think it's working." He was worried about Delilah.
I sent him one word, loser.
Brandon frowned. " I guess it's working and yes I am a loser. I can't do hardly any of the things I used to love to do."
I smiled," I know what you mean." I put my hand between his legs and stroked him intimately.
" I can't feel that you know?" He said.
" Brandon tell me the truth, were you even a little upset with me for sleeping with your daddy?"
He responded thoughtfully.
" Well, it didn't feel real good. But learning what kind of woman you are and knowing my daddy, I'm not too surprised."
" Then tell me Brandon, why the hell did you come home with me from the hospital if you knew I was sleeping with your dad?"
" I was afraid, Lilli. I was scared to death of hurting my wife and my baby."
"Brandon, you never hurt a girl in your life. I know what kind of losers do that to woman. I mean what did you do call her a b***h?"
Brandon looked down at his open hands.
" I did hurt her. I put my hands on her. She made me so mad. I don't want to remember it. I do though. I went after her and wrapped these hands around her neck.
I squeezed with all my might until her eyes buldged and she stopped moving.
I did that to her. I am a monster. I left her there lying there alone. I didn't call 911 for her. She was all alone.
She must have been so scared. I regret hurting her. I never want to do that again."He pulled his hair.
" Then, when I had that first seizure, I didn't know what I was doing. I squeezed her arm. I gave her a bad bruise.
I told her to sign the divorce papers. I hurt her again. I'm scared. What if I hurt my son?"
I said,"Wow, that's messed up. You need to figure that s**t out Brandon."
Brandon started to feel sick.
" Lillianne can you help me to the bathroom. I feel sick."
I held my nose. "Ew Brandon. I think it's too late."
Brandon asked me to please help him get cleaned up.
" You're kidding me, I'm not wiping your ass for you." I laughed at him.
I left him and went back to my room.
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Brandon
I scooted off of my bed and into the wheel chair. I wheeled into the bathroom and lifted my feet into the shower, undressing and sliding myself into the shower chair.
I washed myself, then lifted up my hips to finish rinsing myself off, when my arm slid causing me to fall off of the chair and onto the floor.
" Lillianne, I need help. Lillianne, please. I fell." I screamed.
Lillianne grabbed her purse and put on her lipstick. She walked out the door, ignoring my cries for help. She had a date tonight.
I tried to scoot out of the shower, using my arms to pull myself into my bedroom. I called my father. "Dad, I'm in a bad way. I need you to come over right away. I fell."
My father did not answer my call for help.
I called Lillianne. " I need you to come home, I fell on the floor. Lillianne please come home!"
I was feeling frantic now, so I called Delilah.
"Hey there Delilah, I need help. I fell. I can't reach dad or Lillianne. Please call me back."
Delilah called me back right away. " Brandon are you okay, what happened?"
" I made a big mess, I tried to clean myself up in the shower and fell. Lillianne wouldn't help me. She left me all alone, dad isn't answering either. I'm on the floor."
" Oh, maybe Powell is still in Oregon. He paid me a visit yesterday. He wanted to meet Sam."She said.
" I didn't know he was going to see you. Yeah, I guess that's why he didn't respond." I said.
" I'm calling 911 for you Brandon, hold on."
" No, please no. I'm not some type of an invalid. Please can you come?"
" Brandon. I'm hours away. I can't come. Hold on I will call someone. Let me figure this out."
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Brandon
One hour later....
There was a knock on my door. "Come in, please come in. I'm in the back bedroom. Help me!"
A tall good looking man came into the room. He wore a tailored blue Armani suit.
" Ah, you must be Brandon. I see you need a little help there?"
I nodded. " Can you turn off the shower and help me into bed. My legs are dead. "
The man went and turned off the shower. He returned as I had directed him.
He sat me upright and lifted my naked body up onto the mattress.
"Oh, nice. Thank you so much! Here let me pay you."
The man smiled. " I couldn't possibly take anything from you."
He turned to leave and stopped at the door, his back was to me. "Is there anything else you need before I go?"
I said -no. The man quickly made his way to the front door. I called out to him. "Wait, I didn't get your name. I like the beard!"
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Antonio
I shut the door and leaned up against it. I was breathing deeply seeing Brandon in this condition had made me feel sorry for the guy.
I was upset when Delilah had refused to meet me for dinner before I had left for California.
When she called me tonight I had a glimmer of hope.
Then she told me that she needed me to go help Brandon off of the floor. I regretted answering the phone then.
But...I owed her. I owed her my own life actually. She brought me back from the dead after my heart attack.
I agreed to help Brandon.
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Delilah
"Delilah, thank you. I am back into bed." Brandon told me.
" I didn't get the man's name though to thank him." he said.
I didn't want to hurt him, I wouldn't lie.
" I'd rather not say Brandon."
" Well, please tell him thank you for me. I'm going to sleep. I love you. Good night."
I said," Good night Brandon."
An hour later Brandon called me back.
" Hey there Delilah. Tell Antonio I said thank you. I guess you're seeing him again? It took me a while to figure it out."
" You left me for Lillianne. You left me and your baby boy." I replied.
" That's different I didn't leave to be with Lillianne again. I love you," he said to me.
"It seems to me that you were dumped by Lillianne and now I am your only choice left." I cried.
" That's bull. I knew about dad and Lillianne at the hospital. I saw them together." He said.
" You went home with her anyway? You still left me?" I said quietly.
" I am afraid Delilah. I don't want to hurt you again. I can't trust myself yet. I love only you. I miss you both."
I was exhausted by all of the drama. " Good night Brandon, I'll call you tomorrow."
" Say it!" He said. " Please I need to hear it, please.... Please."
" Brandon, I love you. Good night." I hung up.
Antonio called me. "I did what you asked. He's in a bad way. I never understood how you forgave him for everything he put you through. I see now. You feel sorry for him."
" I do not, I do not feel sorry for him." I said angrily.
" Hmm, Bella are you trying to convince me or yourself?"
"Okay, yes. I do feel sorry for him. But I do love him." I admitted.
" Bella, he will only break your heart again. I will be here when he does. I love you Bella."
" You broke my heart Antonio. You broke it into shattered pieces. I will always love you. But, you do have a new wife now. Maybe you should try to make it work with Louisa?"
I said good night to him then.
Antonio hung up the phone smiling. He was happy to hear me say that I still loved him.
He had hope.
He would bide his time. He knew Brandon would screw it all up again. He would be there to pick up the pieces.
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