Far And Away.

By the end of the concert Flora and Bret had become closer than ever. Any feelings of doubt she had were washed away.

Flora had accidentally been pulled into the mosh pit and had a forming bruise across the side of her cheek. JC and Hayley helped get her out but some Bret was the one who hit the guy who punched his girlfriend in the face.

"Well," JC said, throwing his arm around Hayley's shoulder as the group walked out of the building, "It was awesome hanging out with you guys. We should do it again sometime."

"Definitely." Flora smiled. They had all exchanged numbers earlier so they could keep in touch. Flora was excited to have people she could hang out with instead of staying in her room all day.

"Come on, Flower, it's late." Bret said, taking her hand. She smiled at him and they bid their new friends goodbye.

The couple walked to the car, hands swinging back and forth, in silence. There wasn't much traffic now since most everyone had already left, so they easily got to the car and pulled out of the lot.
Flora's hands tapped against the wheel to the song on the radio. It was Check Yes, Juliet by We The Kings. About as rock as their local radio station would get. Bret hummed along with Travis's voice. Flora felt herself start to swoon.

"I love your singing voice." She said, turning a corner.

Bret chuckled, "Really?"

"Yeah, it's different." Bret played the drums, very well, but Flora always saw him as a lead singer.
Something about his appearance and attitude just called for him to be a rockstar.

"Well thanks." Bret grinned.

"Want me to drop you at your house or?" She asked.

"I can walk, it's all good." He said. Flora nodded and steadily drove down the road. Her cheek was really starting to hurt and she knew it was probably looking really bad.

Her mother was going to be angry.

After twenty minutes Flora parked in front of her apartment building. The pair jumped out of the car and Bret walked around to her side. He leaned into kiss her and she happily obliged. She could feel a pair of eyes on her and pulled away to look up at Andy's window, only to see swinging blinds.

"I had fun tonight." Bret said, touching her cheek where it bruised. She winced.

"Me too, well most of the time." She chuckled. He leaned in for another kiss but suddenly they heard a group of guys coming through the front door.

Of course, it was Andy and his goons.

"Oh hey look it's Chicken Legs and Shrimp!" One of the black haired guys said. Andy looked at Bret, disdain evident in his eyes. They moved to Flora and what he saw ripped his heart apart. A bruise? Someone had hit her?

"Where did you get that bruise?" Andy asked.

Flora looked taken back, "Why does it matter to you?"

Andy swallowed hard, "Did he hit you!?"

"What!?" Flora and Bret said, simultaneously.

"She got pulled into the mosh pit! How could you ever say that? Look man I know you have weird feelings for my girlfriend or whatever, but accusing me of abuse? That's low even for you." Bret said, his mouth agape.

"I do not have feelings for her!" Andy exclaimed.

"Yeah right," Bret rolled his eyes, "Come on, Flower, I'll walk you inside." The couple pushed past the group and upstairs. Andy stood there in awe.

Was everyone around him right? Did he like Flora?

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