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Ambiguity 1/ --



                        Warnings: Mild language


   Comments: Had the urge to write. Introducing the ambiguity of three dominant characters;  Sebastian , Brandy, & Annabell Lee.



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"Hey, dude,"

           Annabell Lee was slowly scuffing down the hall way, her head behind a class schedual. Her face was scrunched up into a confused frown.
 
"HEY DUDE!"
                      She jumped and quickly turned around to find the source of the outburst. Brandy was leaning against the                       wall near the drinking fountain.

"Brandy, don't fuckin' do that to me; you know I scare easy..."
                   
                      She scuffed tiredly over to brandy and bent over to have a drink of water. Brandy began to giggle and fluffed her  long, curly, burgandy hair.

"Well shit, it's the only way to get your attention when your ass is distracted.... By the way, I've been meaning to ask you something."
           
                       Annabell looked up and saw that her face became somber, unlike her usual ecstatic smirk. She looked a bit out of it, like she was uncomfortable, or nervous. Her vibes felt off.

"Are you related to that new dude?"  

                       Annabell felt heat rise to her face. She can't lie to her, it wouldn't be cool. She couldn't see anything wrong with it, dispite Sebastian's warnings about their unholy relativeness and how it could pull innocent people into the circle of total hell and terror- or some shit like that.

"Um, it's a long story, but to cut it short, yeah."

                       Brandy raised one of her eyebrows and pulled herself away from the wall. She crossed her arms and glared at Annabell with a look of betrayal and intrest.

"How long have you been hiding this from me? You never mentioned another brother before. When were you planning on telling me this?"

"Hey, to be honest, this is as new to me as it is to you! Ya think I would really keep that from you for like, as long as I've known you? The fuck do you take me for dude?  I just found out a month ago when they-"

                      There was a soft knock on the wall. They both looked behind Annabell. There, towering over them was Sebastian, who strongly resembled a famous rock star in the gothic world, Peter Steele. He was slightly more tan and didn't have that strong masculinity in his face. He wore a fitted, thick, brown, slightly worn leather coat. There was and awkward silence as they all stared at each other.

"Anabell, who is your friend?"

" Dah... She's... um..."

                       Annabell scrambled to get her words out, but the fear of being overheard caught her tounge. Brandy then was by her side and took a stance.

" Who the fuck are you?"

                      Sebastian looked down at her slightly puzzled. He looked from Annabell back to Brandy, and back again.

"I'm sorry, you must of have been offended. May I ask your relation to Annabell?"

                       Brandy squinted her eyes at him, taken back by the politeness instead of a usual violent and/or rude response. Her shoulders slacken and she awkwardly repositioned herself to a relaxed stand. she was still very                    confused.

"I know what you're thinking, my attitude today is slightly, different... But you'll understand, I hope, in due time."

                       There it was, an underlying insult. Brandy noticed this, but it was too insignificant to fuss about.

"What do you want?"

                       Annabell finally fixed her semi-permanent speech impediment and gave a straight face as she spoke. He slowly pointed at Brandy.

"What..., but why? What do you want with her?"

                       Brandy gave a contorted face that resembled the notion of not having the slightest clue about what the two are talking about.

"You know very well the warning I gave you."

                        At that moment it hit her, and she felt her fight or flight instinct shoot down her spine.