The Ginger Prince & Princess Leia

I fell four times on the way back and scraped up my knee to which Alan panicked adorably. We reached my bus and I turned to him with a smile.
“I had a really good time with you.” I mumbled blushing fiercely, looking down and kicking at a rock with my shoe.
“When did you get shy?” He giggled cupping my chin. “You’ve never been shy before.” I shrugged and he leaned forward pressing his lips to mine. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight Alan.” He kissed my forehead and turned walking towards his bus. Turning to my own I punched in the key code and closed the door behind me quietly. Dancing my way onto the bus I found Robbie perched on the couch, his computer on his lap.
“So…” He dragged out the word and closed his laptop motioning for me to join him. I waltzed over and sat cross-legged in front of him.
“So it was amazing. We went into the woods and watched the stars.” He rose an eyebrow at me. “I’m so comfortable with him it’s crazy I’ve never felt like this before.”
“I’ve only ever seen you like this once.” I looked up at him expectantly and frowned biting into my lip. “This time will be different, Alan’s not like him.” He spat the word still angry at the asshole for what he did to me. “I can tell already.” I looked up at him sadly and he brushed a piece of hair behind my ear. “You really love him don’t you?”
For a second I was quiet. “How do I know?” He chuckled.
“I guess it’s a lot like how I feel for you. I couldn’t survive If you weren’t here, and I don’t just mean that if you died or left I would be crushed because I would, but I mean even if you never existed I would always feel like I was missing a part of me. You’re my little KK, and I love you.” My mouth was hanging open at his words and I smiled kissing his cheek. “Do you feel that way about Alan?”
“When he’s not beside me I’m lonely, and I feel like something is missing. Life isn’t the same when he’s not here, it’s almost like when you first wake up and your eyes are still blurry, that’s how it is without him. When he’s next to me, my eyes adjust and I can finally see the world.” His smile grew sad for a second.
“You’re just afraid to let it happen because of your past.” I nodded grateful that someone could understand me. “That’s just it sis, the past is the past. You’ve got to live and learn, use what happened to you as fuel to keep you going.” He wrapped an arm around me. “Let me put it this way. I’ll never let anyone hurt you like he did, and I don’t really worry about you when you’re with Alan, because I know he loves you.” I looked up at him and blushed.
“How do you know?” He chuckled again and pulled me into his side laying back. Snuggling against him I smiled missing how we used to be like this.
“I know because I see how he looks at you when you’re not looking, and it’s pure love.”
I was quiet for a while playing with the strings on Alan’s sweatshirt. Robbie seemed content lazily running his fingers up and down my arm, something he always did when we were younger. Robbie was six when I was born and always treated me like I was made of glass, every movement careful and precise, like I might break at any moment.
I flashed back to that night, my 20th birthday and I had stayed in with Jason. We had been living together for almost six months, dating for nine and he had completely forgotten my birthday. He walked in from work to find me on the living room floor looking through my old family photo albums.
“Why do you do that? They don’t want anything to do with you.” He hissed kicking at the corner of one of the books. I jumped back, a subconscious movement and stared up at him.
“They might have but he still loves me, I know it.” When I moved in with him my family disowned me and told me not to contact them, all but Robbie. He never made direct contact but I would notice him out of the corner of my eye when we were walking down the street, or when I posted things on Facebook. He was keeping an eye out for me, and if he hadn’t been in the area that night I’d be dead.
Jason kicked again this time swinging for my stomach. “Get up you worthless whore.” I stood quickly knowing that it would be worse if I fought back. “You think they love you, you think he loves you?” He stepped closer and grabbed my chin in his hand roughly. “I asked you a question.” Spitting at me he let go and walked in the opposite direction.
“More than you ever will.” I don’t know what made me say it, but I’m glad I did, because if I didn’t get out then I never was. He spun on the spot making a beeline for me and grabbed me by the throat pinning me against the nearest wall. As I choked and sputtered he laughed.
“I’m the only one that could love you. I mean look at you.” I had lost a significant amount of weight when I was with him because of his degrading words. “I don’t know why I stay with you, you useless bitch.” Letting go he stepped back and looked down at me as I fell to the ground. Knowing I couldn’t take on a 250 pound, 6 foot male at my mere 98 pounds and 5’2” I quickly pulled out my cell phone and held down 2, speed dial for Robbie, as long as I could before my phone was kicked roughly from my hand. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Anger raged in his eyes. The last thing I remember was seeing his fist. As time passed I began to remember bits and pieces, the blood, so much blood, the sound of wood breaking, Robbie yelling and then his arms around me. There was a bright blue light which I assumed was the police and Jason yelling that I deserved it but aside from that it was mostly black.
Robbie shook me lightly and wiped a tear off my cheek. “Thank you, I love you.” I whispered and he nodded knowing what I was thinking of and why I was thanking him.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out. “It’s him.” He told me, giving him a look I unlocked it and opened the text.
Alan: Goodnight Beautiful. :* <3
Robbie looked down and me and smiled. “I told you so."
Kayla: Goodnight Handsome. :* <3
Sometimes I loved when my brother was right.

Notes

This chapter makes me miss my brother. Now I'm sad...