Meredith Delany (band_chicka) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-09-06 23:14:00 |
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Getting a Little Serious
Who: Mere and Brayden
Where: Avarice
When: Sept. 6th, Evening
Mere sat at her favorite table in Avarice and was playing a game that, unknowingly, Brayden's parents liked to play at Saints and Sinners sometimes: would you hit that? Of course, her and Brayden were basically saying yes to everyone, because Mere had few morals and Bray had none, but now she was curious to see if there actually WAS someone that Bray wouldn't sleep with.
"Shut up, Delany! So I'd tap the girl with the limp. She's still hot. And I bet the gimpy ones are RARIN' to go, because it ain't like people are throwin' it at them, right?" Oh dear sweet baby Jesus, Brayden, shut up!
She rolled her eyes. "You can say that about fat chicks, too, Bray. Would you do a fat chick?" God, he probably would.
"More cushion for the pushin', baby. Besides, bribe her with some chocolate and she'd probably do the dirtiest shit imaginable." Oh my god. "Did you miss the part where I said I'd technically do my own cousin? Kim's hot as HELL, dude."
"God, like you'd have to bribe someone starved for attention," Mere pointed out. "Plus, have of them are total skanks, anyway, especially the goth ones." Yeah, Mere had done a few herself. What of it? "And no, didn't miss that part. Kim IS hot, even if she's kind of scary."
"I still cant believe you didn't throw down with Courtney when you had the chance. Seriously. I'm a little ashamed of you." Brayden WOULD be ashamed, huh. "I bet she's an ANIMAL."
"Proof that I have at least a couple of morals somewhere in me," Mere said simply. "Totally hot, and I BET that it would have been awesome, but...wait...I can't even use 'I fucked her father' excuse, can I?" She snorted.
"SO." he changed the topic quickly there... "When you bringin' that fine piece of ass Deanna to party with us again?"
"Whenever she wants," Mere purred. "I think she definitely had a good time with us. Just...I don't want to push her into anything. Hot as FUCK, but she's still my friend and I don't want to abuse the privilege of fucking."
He raised a brow then, something clearly on his mind. "You never seem to care that much with other 'friends'... you in love with her, Mere?"
"I LOVE her, but I wouldn't probably go as far as saying I'm IN love with her," Mere said to him. Mere actually believed that it was perfectly alright to love more than one person, but wasn't sure if Brayden really bought that, considering his abject hatred of Ash.
He nodded, sighing. "No joking here. I want you to be happy. More than anything in the world. And if you want to be able to... date her as well, see who makes you happier... I can't deny you that."
She stared at him like he had grown a second head. "Um...what? I'm happy with you, Bray. I wouldn't *be* with you if I wasn't happy." She was actually pretty sure he was fucking with her right now.
"I know that. But this isn't an Ash thing. I'm trying to respect you here. I know there's things you want, things you need, that I can't give you. That no MAN can give you. And I know you and Dee have a bond that I can't ever break. I love you so much... and I want to be with you forever. But more than ANYTHING... I just want you to have everything you want in life."
She actually thought on something for a minute. Something that had kind of been in the back of her brain for a little while now. Ever since Dee had broken up with Kayla, to be honest. "It's not a thing of who makes me happier than the other, though," Mere pointed out to him. She reached across the table and took his hands in hers. "I want to be with you forever, too. That's the thing. If anything, I'd kind of want the three of us to be together in like, one happy unit, but that never seems to work, from what I've seen."
"I... I barely know Deanna. Except in the 'fucked her brains out' kinda way. But I'm willing to get to know her more... I mean, it beats you wanting to have a second GUY..." Hey, at least he was honest about it...
She giggled. "With a second girl, we can share. Don't see you doing another guy, and especially not 'getting done' by one." She shrugged. "Get to know her. You might like her. I meant it, though. I really do want to be with you forever. Thick and thin."
"Good. Because despite what other guys mighta told you in the past... I mean it: I'm never leavin' you, Meredith. Not until I take my last breath." Well well... was Brayden actually being serious? And mature?
It had to happen sometime. "God, can you imagine the two of us getting married or something?" She really couldn't see herself doing the traditional thing like that. Being with someone forever, though, sure. She could do that.
"Hey... I *could* imagine it, ok?" He said with a sarcastic laugh. "I have my moments where I'm not a total skeeze, ok?"
That actually made her giggle. "You can picture it?" she asked. "Seriously? Like, me in a white dress, which will make everyone there laugh like fuck, walking down the isle and everything."
"Ok, so granted, you in a traditional wedding dress would be more ironic than sweet, but still. You'd look beautiful. In different ways... you, Brandie, and Mac are my world, baby. The three people I couldn't even think of not having in my life."
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, you don't have to think about that," Mere said to him. "Oh, did I tell you that Mac had some dude totally checking her out at the Sugar Shack a little while back?"
"Really." Oh dear. Remember Ben when Brandie mentioned liking a boy? The apple? It don't fall far from the tree. "Well. Good for her. I just hope he's nice to her, and treats her well. Or I'll be having to dispose of a body."
Mere snorted. "I think he'd have to get the balls to talk to her first," she pointed out. "He looked about as shy as she is, which might actually be a good match for her. Girl can't stay single forever, you know."
"I know... plus she's too damn cute to not get some eventually. I just don't want her getting caught up with.. well..." Yeah, he was admitting it. Sorta. "Someone like ME."
"Well, this guy is NOTHING like you, unless he's REALLY good at hiding it," Mere pointed out. "Which I kind of doubt. I think she'll be fine, Bray. And you're not that bad of a catch, anyway."
"I kinda think we're perfect for each other, really." Bray said as he squeezed her hand. "And so as not to get TOO overly mushy here... seriously? You and Deanna together? Never seen anything hotter in my LIFE."
She rolled her eyes. "Part of why, if we all do gel well, you totally win at life with that package," she pointed out. "Seriously? You could come home to the both of us."
"After how she ended that last time? That sounds better and better every time I think of it." He admitted, although a bit grudgingly.
Mere smirked. "Totally," she said to him. "You know you'd love it."
"Yeah... I totally would." He admitted with a laugh. "So... enough of this. Wanna go home and screw? Or maybe grab one of these girls we've been checking out and do THEM? Or hell... wanna call Dee, ask her to meet us back home?"
"Can we just do all of those and call it a night?" Mere asked playfully. Not that she'd turn it down or anything. She'd totally be up for all of that TONIGHT.