Friday Featurette-Meet Brody

             
                                                                   

    One of  my most popular posts is my YA Boyfriend List. I decided to spin off of  the YA boyfriend list in that post and introduce Brody from Beyond Vica. 

Read on to meet Brody...

 

         I  feel  someone  touch  my  arm.  My  eyes  fly  open.  It’s  Brody.   His  eyebrows  are  drawn  together  as  he  studies  my  face.  “Are  you   okay?”  His  voice  is  soft.  

        My  heart  hammers  in  my  chest.  I  swallow  hard  and  nod.  

      “What  happened?  I  saw  you  leave  the  gym.  You  looked   upset.  You  know  I  was  just  teasing  you  about  Sam.”  He  searches   my  face.  

       “It’s  not  that.”  I  shake  my  head.  The  thing  is,  I  never  talk   about  the  car  crash.  I’ve  never  told  anyone  about  it,  not  even  my   mom.  She  cried  so  much  the  year  my  dad  died  that  I  didn’t  want  to   hurt  her  any  more.  I  can’t  talk  to  Sam  about  it.  He  doesn’t  need  to   deal  with  the  memories  that  haunt  me.  I  have  held  them  inside  so   long.  It’s  like  they  don’t  want  to  be  ignored  anymore.  

      “Gabs?”  Brody  runs  his  hand  along  my  arm.  “What  is  it?”
      I  let  it  pour  out,  helpless  to  stop  it  any  longer.  “My  dad  used   to  sing  that  song  to  me.  He  said  that  it  was  our  song.”  

     “Oh.”  Brody  continues  to  rub  my  arm  not  taking  his  eyes   from  mine.  “I’m  sorry.”   I  shake  my  head.  

     “That’s  not  all.  After  the  crash,  I  crawled   into  the  front  seat  and  sang  him  that  song.  I  didn’t  understand  why  he  wouldn’t  talk  to  me  when  his  eyes  were  open.  I  thought  that  if  I   sang  our  song,  he  would  sing  with  me.”  I  wrap  my  arms  around   my  middle  and  squeeze.  I  feel  like  if  I  don’t  hold  myself  together,  I   will  crumble  into  a  million  pieces.  

  “Aww,  man.  That  sucks.”  He  puts  his  arms  around  me  and   pulls  me  into  his  chest.  I  rest  the  side  of  my  face  on  his  chest,  and  l   slip  my  hands  around  his  waist.  “I  had  no  idea  that  happened,”  he   whispers  and  strokes  my  hair.  

     We  don’t  move  or  say  anything  else  for  the  next  couple  of   minutes.  It’s  just  what  I  need.  I  concentrate  on  the  rise  and  fall  of   his  chest  under  my  face.  The  rhythm  of  his  heart  beneath  my  ear   soothes  me,  pulling  me  back  together.  Then  I  remember  where  I  am   and  why  I’m  here.  Sam!  I  pull  back  and  look  into  his  face.  “I  better   get  back  before  Sam  gets  worried.”

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