Brandon Larracuente In 13 Reasons Why Novels & Stories

Luke suggested in the link. “Brandon, please. I am here because I am trying to fix things. I want to make things better, and I want to make things safe for my mate. My real mate, Lily. Not Stephanie. Lily. I cannot fix anything if no one will tell me what happened.” Brandon’s face suddenly softened. “Your mate… is Lily? As in, Beta Robert’s youngest daughter?” “Yes.” “Wow. And … you are okay with that?”

Laura's POV “Every day I live with the guilt of my sister's death. I think I killed her. Maybe if I had not said a thing to Alpha Victor that day then nothing would have happened to Chelsea. We would have just escaped together but I was too stupid!" Brandon scolds himself. I notice that his eyes have suddenly become watery. Is that why he sees the need to protect me at all times? Because I remind him of his younger sister. "I am such a fucking idiot! A big idiot." Brandon chokes out a bitter laughter and continually facepalms. I sigh heavily, he is hurting so much that I do not even know the right words to say to him.

But I have to love myself. Brandon started to cry after reading the simple journal entries. He suddenly recalled something and drove home. After that case, he was suspended from duty. Lucy had also cut him off. “Mom, did something happen between Wren and our family when I was younger?” His eyes were as red as mine when I begged him. Lucy gave him a hard slap. “Brandon, remember! You owe your life to Wren.” Brandon did not know how he left the house that day. Lucy’s words kept repeating in his head.

"And for the record, I don't care if you cheated on him. I don't care what kind of person you were in college. All I care about is whether you can do your job. Can you?" "Yes." "Then that's all that matters." He heads for the door. Stops. "Get some sleep. Tomorrow's going to be worse." "How could it be worse?" He almost smiles. Almost. "You'll see." Then he's gone. I sit on my bed staring at my phone. Brandon's post is already at eighty thousand likes. My entire life is falling apart online. And somehow Lennon Cross just defended me. Why? I don't understand him. One minute he's cruel. The next he's... not cruel.

“Fear clouds rational judgment.” “RATIONAL?!” I pointed at the radio. “He killed FOUR PEOPLE!” Lucien stepped closer, voice dangerously steady. “Sebastian drains to learn. The more he takes, the more he knows.” “LIKE A HORRIFYING MEMORY-VAMPIRE USB DRIVE.” “I do not know what that is.” “YOU DON’T NEED TO KNOW!” Brenda buzzed anxiously. I pressed my hands to my face. “And here I thought MY problems were bad.” Lucien’s voice softened.

I look in her eyes but she doesn't seem scared. "Alpha can you please let me sit down. My feet are killing me." How can she be so brave? Her life is in danger. I see one of the rouges bring Emelia a chair and she sits down. "Now you listen to me both of you. This revenge shit has got to stop. I mean they killed Brandon's parents so he wants revenge so you kill Derric and then they take revenge. It is going to be a never-ending cycle." Brandon and I look at each other confused. Where did all this bravery come from?

He clutched his chest because of the speed of his heartbeat. Liam cursed in his mind. He knew that he wasn't feeling well right now, and if he didn't avoid it, he would definitely be the only one who would get hurt. Even so, he didn't want to get it off his chest. He contemplated the implications of his newfound awareness about Brandon. Liam is afraid that Brandon might suddenly leave him if he finds out that he is gay; that is the reason why he has a high defense against what Bradon throws at him.

“Brandon, what is the knife doing in your room?’l another messenger questioned him, as they all began to move away from him. “What?! It isn’t me! I don’t know how it got there! This is all a setup!” He yelled as tears rolled down his eyes. “I told you, King Lucian. I had always suspected him in particular.” Uncle Bernard whispered in Lucian’s ear, while Lucian couldn’t keep his disgust for Brandon to himself. “I wouldn’t kill Priest Elsen! He was my father! Why would I do such a thing?” Brandon kept protesting in his defense, but Lucian didn’t seem moved by it.

“My feelings for him came way later. Back then, I was so focused on freeing Kujo, that I had no room for anything else in my mind or my heart.” Brandon spun around, stretching out his arms to point at me with both hands, and spoke in his best Haunter Supreme voice-over, slow, clear, and final. “And that’s why I love her,” he said to his friends, while I felt I was about to catch fire. Ricky looked up at Isaac’s camera. “Did you get that, bro? I’m so making a meme of it.” “Fuck yeah.” Brandon pulled out his leather cuff and threw it to Ricky’s head, allowing me to go from dying out of sheer shame to laughing.

"Battery died during the call. Sorry, I know it probably seemed weird." That explains it. Some of the tension leaves my shoulders. "And you brought the circus with you because...?" Brandon coughs dramatically. "Because someone was worried sick about you, asshole. Also, I wanted to see if the rumors were true." "What rumors?" "That the infamous Grayson Blackwell is capable of cuddling." Rae makes a strangled sound beside me. I flip Brandon off with my free hand. "Get out." "But this is just getting good—" "Out." Brandon holds up his hands in surrender, still grinning. "Fine, fine. But I'm taking mental pictures for posters."