After Brett and I started hanging out again at my house, things still didn't feel right. The first time he came over after the first fight, we were...still messed up. I picked him up from down the street and we walked back to my house. I didn't want to go inside, so Brett and I hung around outside the front of my house. Meagan and Allison eventually came over to sit and chat for a few hours. Brett and I didn't really have much to add. Just a bunch or short sentences and I hate you's. It took a few times of him coming over to get back to where we were. But it still wasn't the same.
Brett started getting a little too rough with me soon after that. The time I remember most clearly was when things were getting worse with Adam. Mom asked Brett and me to take Emily out around the subdivision and walk. So we were walking. Alex had called two times before this because he knew I was hanging out with Brett that day. He didn't (and still doesn't) trust Brett, so he was making regular check-ins. And Brett and I were out walking when Alex called for his check-in. And I picked up and told Alex everything was fine. Brett got pissed off and started to walk ahead of me. I ended up filling Alex in on what was going on with Adam and what was happening with Brett. Once I'd gotten off the phone, Brett came back and we started talking. I started to tell him about everything that was going on with Adam and how it was upsetting me. I told him I'd been emo for a few months (at the time) and he got pissed off again. He grabbed my arm and told Emily to hold on. So Emily started playing in the grass and throwing rocks into the street. Brett asked what the "heck" I was thinking when I did it and I told him I didn't know, I just did it. And his grip tightened on my arm and he demanded an answer. So I made one up and told him it didn't matter anyway. And he shoved me so hard I almost fell. Scared me, to be honest. After Brett went home that day, Alex called again for another check-in and I told him...he wasn't too happy.
Brett started to get more personal as well...everything from flirting to even kissing me (We'd been hanging out in my basement and he said he needed a hug. Earlier in the week I was happy because he'd helped me and I said I could kiss him, not meaning it literally. But he took it the wrong way and caught me off guard).Alex wasn't happy at all and didn't want me talking to Brett anymore. Alex told me Brett was up to something and he didn't like how this was playing out. Little did I know...he was right....soon after the kiss, Brett started to change again. He said that I was a liar because Alex found out about the kiss (Alex figured it out so I told him...) and said that I never loved him. I did love Brett. I loved him like my brother. He was my best friend. How could I not love him? I tried telling him all of this but he wouldn't listen. We got into another fight, in which he supposedly tried to kill himself twice and cursed me out periodically. I still didn't heed Alex's warning and proceeded trying to get him back as my friend, even though he swore he hated me. I started to see what Alex meant in July when I was in Georgia and Brett began to threaten me. But...Brett had me wrapped around his finger....
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