Okay!!! :lol: I may be able to squeeze in one more post before I head off to work with animals. If I can't get out the next post before that, then I'll post it as soon as I get home.
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Meanwhile......
"H" and Mac had just arrived at Starbucks, looking around they couldn't see Marisol or Brandon anywhere.
"Where do you think they are "H", I don't like this". "We don't know him well enough yet", said Mac.
"I'm not sure, but here comes HJr and Claire, maybe they know.
"HJr, have you seen your sister"?
"Hi daddy", said Claire as she hugged her father tight.
"Hi Claire bear, have you seen Marisol"?
"We haven't seen anyone tonight yet, but I see Sandra from the University, Marisol goes to".
"How do you know Sandra"? asked HJr.
"Marisol talks about how rude and nasty she is to everyone".
As they all walked over towards Sandra, "H" said.....
"Excuse me"! "Could you tell me if you've seen Marisol tonight"?
"Yeah"!! She was here earlier with that Brad Pitt wannabe".
"How to you know he's not the real one"? asked HJr
"Oh come on now"!!! "Do you really think Brad Pitt would go out with someone like her".
Mac and "H" were getting pissed with her nasty attitude.
"Listen, just tell me if you know where my daughter went"?
"I told you before, she left with what's his name", all because I asked her how terrible it must have been to see Sam in that car". "I mean God"!! "It's not as if I asked her about her hidious scar".
That did it, HJr couldn't contain his temper, "Now you listen to me, you little prissy ass witch". "That's my sister you're talking about, let me just tell you, this is one time I wish I was a girl, because I'm two seconds from hauling you out of that chair".
"You may not be a girl HJr, but I am, With that said, Claire hauled off and puched her in the nose.
"Auhh!! that's my new nose, look what you've done it, said Sandra as she ran out of Starbucks.
"Holy Cow", said Mac. "You know how a while back you had to pay for that kids teeth HJr knocked out".
"Yeah! it cost me like 1400 dollars to replace them".
"Well how much do you think it will cost for a new nose"? asked Mac.
They all started laughing at the same time.
"You may not have to pay for it al Uncle Mac".
"Why not Son"? still laughing.
"Well, Marisol's new man is a plastic surgeon, maybe we can pay him to make it deformed".
The laughing stopped.
"What"!!! "Did I say something wrong"?
" No"!!! Just where the hell did the new man, take our Marisol, said Mac.
Meawhile....
Brandon and Marisol were sitting in his Living Room talking about his plans for her face. Taking his Laptop, he pulled up her file and showed her her before picture, as she looked at it she teared up again.
"It's okay Marisol, this is before, when I'm finished, this is what you'll look like".
Looking at it, Marisol could see nothing, no scar, no marks, just her face as it was before the accident.
"Thank-you", cried Marisol.
"Now thanks needed beautiful". "Like I told you before, you are already beautiful, scar's don't make you who you are, your heart does". "But if you're not comfortable with your scar, I will fix it". "Now on that note"!! "I should get you home, before your dad and Uncle Mac hunt me down".
Marisol giggled, "So you know all about them"?
"After two months, with the both of them hounding me about your care, "yeah". they are both very protective of you". "I can tell your Uncle holds you very close to his heart, such bonding between two families truely amazes me". "You have alot of love around you, which is another reason you have a beautiful soul".
With that said, Brandon and Marisol, walked towards the elevator, and as the doors opened, Marisol slipped her hand in his.