A/N holy crap I'm not dead? lol anyways guys sorry that I've not been updating. This is one half of a two part story. Visit Briannathewriter for the other half to this story, from her perspective. Enjoy!

I opened the door to my bedroom and paused abruptly. Eight pairs of eyes stared at me.

"Um…hi guys…" I said with a raised eyebrow. I glanced uneasily at Sy who was glaring at me from the corner.

"Sweetheart stop giving her that look." Alli said, "We don't want her to get defensive." Sy muttered something under her breath and stopped glaring.

"What's going on here?" I asked Abby who was fidgeting by my computer, "Half of you aren't supposed to be here. Sy, Alli, A.J., Violet, you guys have a completed story."

"We know…" Violet said. "But this is important. There are some things that have been brought to our attention that we feel need to be addressed."

"What? Are you unhappy with the way things turned out? Do you want a rewrite?" I asked nodding in A.J.'s direction. A.J. stood up and looked like she was about ready to deck me before Tabitha stepped in front of her.

"No, nothing like that." Tabitha said quickly, "We all came here today to talk about you." I blinked.

"I don't follow." I crossed my arms and leaned against my door waiting for an answer.

"Look this is an intervention." Sy said curtly. Alli smacked her wife.

"An…an intervention? For what?" I asked, "I don't smoke, or drink, or…is this about World of Warcraft? Because I've told you a thousand times I am not fucking addicted to…"

"No, this isn't about your nerdy hobbies." Lyra smirked, "This is about you."

"We know this is going to be difficult to hear." Riley said, "But we care about you."

"We're all worried." Abby reaffirmed.

"About me? I'm sorry guys but you aren't making any sense." I frowned. There was a knock on the door I was leaning upon. I stepped away and opened it only to be smack in the face.

"FUCK! What the hell?" As I stopped seeing stars I looked down to see Eadel shooting me the darkest look she could manage. I gulped.

"Eadel…Jasmine, look I'm sorry your story hasn't been completed it's just that co-writing with someone else makes things a little harder."

"Would you forget the stories already?" Jasmine said, "This isn't about that!"

"Well it sort of is about our story…" Eadel said.

"Someone just explain to me what the fucking hell is going on or I am NEVER posting to fictionpress EVER again!" I thundered. They all stared at me like I had gone insane.

"Look…" Jasmine sat down on my bed and patted the spot next to her. I followed reluctantly.

"A long time ago…about…four years?" She asked. Everyone nodded.

"About four years ago, you met a girl on Fictionpress named Briannathewriter." Jasmine explained.

"Yeah, we became really good friends. We're co-writing you and Eadel's story." I stared at them in confusion.

"You also had a really huge crush on her." Eadel said. I flushed.

"Well, I….I…" I looked away.

"And you never said anything to her about it!" Sy yelled.

"That is what the intervention is about?" I asked.

"YES!" they all chorused.

"We even tried shooting you with an Energy Arrow, but you misunderstood. You thought it was for some other girl." Ali said.

"Look you guys. There was never a good time. Either I had a girlfriend, or she had a girlfriend. Besides, the few times I did try to flirt with her, I didn't get any kind of response." I fidgeted under Eadel's stare.

"Riley, pull up her fictionpress please?" Sy said.

"What? Why? You don't need to…" I tried to stand but Lyra made me sit again.

"Ok I'm logged in." Riley said.

"How did you know my password?" I asked. They stared at me like I was an idiot.

"We exist in your mind genius." A.J. said.

"Damn it!" I muttered.

"Bring up Cupids Wolf." Alli said.

"What for?" I asked.

"Read some of the comments she made." Sy said. I put on my glasses so I could read from my bed.

"Yeah so?" I said, "She's just saying how much she likes the story."

"Are you that stupid?" Tabitha asked, "You're a romance writer for Christ sakes!"

"I get hundreds of reviews for the stories I write! Are you telling me that every single one of the people that have read my story has a thing for me?" I shook my head.

"No we aren't saying that, just read them! Seriously there are some undercurrents there that you are an idiot for missing!" Alli explained.

"Look it doesn't matter ok? She just broke up with her fiancé and I don't want to…"

"Broke up with her like two months ago. That's enough time." Lyra said.

"They were together for…"

"Stop making excuses!" Riley shot back, "What are you afraid of?" The room grew quiet as they waited for an answer. I stared at my feet.

"She's brilliant…" I murmured quietly, "What would she possibly see in me? I'm probably just another one of those faceless fan girls to her." Sy smacked me upside the head.


"Stop being a bitch. Go tell her." She said.

"Hell no!" I said. They surrounded me.

"We will pick you up and make you tell her."

"You…you can't do that! You're in my mind." I said.

"Exactly. We won't leave you alone until you do. It's all you're going to be able to think about. We will drive you insane." Eadel said.

"You know we can." Jasmine smirked. I buried my face in my hands.

"I hate you all."

"We know." They all replied.

"Look she's online." Riley said.

"Tell her!" They said in unison. I took a deep breath and sat down at my computer. I gulped before opening the IM window.

Hey Brianna I typed.

Hey. She replied.

Soooooooooo what's up?

Not much, just got attacked by some friends of yours. I turned around and glared at my characters who were trying their best to look innocent.

Huh, I know how you feel.

Really? What happened to you?

Let's just say, I got some painful inspiration. I shot a look at Sy. What happened to you?

I was shot, multiple times in the chest. I stood up to strangle Ali and Sy but Tabitha pushed me back into the computer chair.

Oh my God are you ok?

Yeah, they were energy arrows so…

Oh…I slumped in my chair.

"God I'm too late…she already found someone."

They made me realize something.

They tend to do that. I tried to be lighthearted.

They…uh, they made me realize…um, that I'm in love with someone.

Good to know that they work correctly lol. I didn't feel much like laughing. Jasmine put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"Hear her out."

I uh, I'm still a little unsure how she feels though.

Well you know me. I always say that it's better to tell them even if they don't feel the same way. Who knows? You might make their day. I hit enter reluctantly.

Well… She stopped typing and I raised a brow at the growing silence. I shifted nervously in my seat before typing

You still there?

Yep. I um….I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you for four years. I stared at the screen. I was vaguely aware that my mouth was hanging open as I continued to stare uncomprehending at the words. Finally I found the ability to type.

Stop joking.

I'm not joking. I'm serious here. I love you.

Seriously it's mean. I refused to believe her and I heard Riley sigh with irritation.

"Really now, don't be a dumbass." She muttered.

No! I really do love you. Do you not have feelings for me? Fine…whatever you don't have to dance around it. Just let me know.

"See look what you've done?" Sy smacked me on the back of my head.

"Ow god damn it!" I glared, "What the hell am I supposed to say to that?"

"Um I don't know the truth?" Lyra suggested.

"The truth?" I said softly. I felt my heart beat faster. I swallowed hard.



I can't believe this. There was a collective groan from everyone in the room.

"Pussy." Sy muttered.

Is this good or bad disbelief?

Good. I think.

Well, if you need to think about it some more, just let me know.

See that's the problem. I've been trying not to think about it. Trying for about four years now, not to think about it. Because I just knew that I didn't have a chance in hell with you. So I didn't want to get my hopes up. And now, I don't know what to say. I held my breath.

You're a total babe. Of course you'd have a chance. I stared and felt my palms start to sweat a little. Why was I so nervous? The figments of my imagination were grinning. "Shut it…" I growled.

A babe, huh? I finally typed.

You are hot. Your mind is sexy. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks and continue on up to my ears. I found swallowing to be difficult. So was breathing.

*Blush* No one has said that before. I finally managed to type.

Really? I would have thought you charmed droves of women into your bed with your good looks. I fell over.

"Did she just faint?" Alli asked with alarm.

"Ow, god damn it." I muttered.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Riley asked.

"Fuck off." I spat.

"She's fine." Tabitha rolled her eyes. I looked and saw another message.

Are you there? I was just teasing...

Sorry, fell. I explained.

Oh, sorry about that... So, I never got a response from you. I ran my fingers through my hair. I took a deep breath and continued typing.

Noticed that, did you? I tried to be humorous.

You're being awfully evasive. My fingers hovered over the keys brushing them tentitavely.

"Don't screw this up." Lyra said.

"You can do this." Jasmine continued. I closed my eyes and summoned my courage.

It's hard. I begin not sure what to say.

What's so hard about us? I smile. She always can make me smile no matter what is going on.

It's hard because it's too easy. I explain. I didn't want to make the same mistakes I had before. I didn't want someone to be with me just because it was comfortable or easy, and yet…

Well I think we owe it to ourselves to give it a shot. I saw hope there.

"She's putting herself out there and I'm being a dick." I sigh. I blocked the smack I knew was coming

"HA!" I said triumphantly, before feeling the sting of Lyra's hand across my head.

"Damn it, fine." I yelled.



I love you too. I always have. But I thought I was just a faceless fan girl to you

"Was that really so hard?" Abby asked. I rubbed my head.

"Yes! It was."

Never. My grin grew wider.

Well I see that now.

I always thought you were an incredible writer. I felt my face flush again.

You're brilliant. I honestly replied.

I'm ok. I shook my head. Realizing she couldn't see that I typed furiously.

No, you're brilliant. I've always looked up to your writing. You're a rock star. I hit send with a smile.

Funny, I always looked up to your writing. I felt pride swell in my chest.

So what do we do now? I asked. My heart was beating furiously.

Anything we want. We have all the time in the world.