Bailey's povI could feel the collective gaze of the room on me, and I struggled to come up with a reasonable explanation for the hickey. But nothing seem come to mind and my temples pinch slightly. Katrina glanced at me with a knowing smile, her eyes dancing with amusement, while Nurse Charles simply raised an eyebrow, as if she was waiting patiently for the excuse I would come up with. Does Katrina suspect what was going on?Kaleb's lips curved into a sly grin as he leaned back on the bed, clearly enjoying the situation he'd put me in.Before I could come up with an excuse, Mira pressed on. " It's so red and looks fresh," her brows furrowed as she stared at me confusion and surprise. She moves closer to me to obvious inspect it to make sure and by instinct my hands lift to cover over it. Well where I thought it was.Damn you Kaleb. I cleared my throat my mind and heart racing. "Uh well, it's just a..." my head hurt as I try my best to come up with something that won't have Mira
Bailey's povWe were in the parking lot, trying to figure out who will go with who. Kaleb and Stefan both had their cars and Katrina wanted to ride with Stefan because Kaleb drives too fast for her liking. I on the other hand knew that if I did ride with Kaleb and Mira, things would be awkward. It would not be the usual bickering we do, but I'd instead be quiet. Which was really not me and Kaleb's usual around Mira. We bickered like a cat and a dog. " You coming Bailey?" Stefan asked, waving me over with a huge grin on his face. I looked over at Kaleb nervously who glared at me across the hood of his car. " She's riding with me. Get in." His tone left no room to argue. Stefan looks upset and annoyed at Kaleb. " Let her choose man. I'm sure she doesn't want to leave her friend." Katrina looked between the two guys nervously. Everyone who was smart could see that there was some tension between the two, but no one knew why. Kaleb looked pissed off, the veins on his head more promin
Bailey's povThe point snaps for the fifth time on the paper. Mira lifts her gaze off the book and look over at me with furrowed brows, her eyes dropping on the pencil I held in my hand. The now point-less pencil. Her brows furrowed and she stood up, taking the pencil out of my hold. " Girl this is like the sixth time you've broken the point," she pointed out as she sharpened it once more again. "Fifth actually," I whispered, my mind drifting to Kaleb. He had occupied my thoughts for hours, especially since he have not returned. " What time is it?" I asked Mira, biting the inside of my cheek. Mira leaned over the desk, taps on her phone screen until it lights up. " It's seven fifteen." I looked out the window. From here I could see the neighbours house, all lights were on, but I had yet to see him get out of the house. My mind of course raced with many thoughts, causing me to feel unsettled and squirmy. I chewed on my lips, not wanting to raise suspicion but of course I blurt o
Bailey's povI power off my phone and place it back on the nightstand. I am determined to not fall for his tricks again. I took a warm shower and changed into my pajamas. Tucking under the covers, my door suddenly creak open. The light from the hallway creep into my dark room. " Are you asleep Bailey?" Lilian asked as she stepped into the room. I sat up, lifting the covers and silently telling her to get in. " No."Lilian rushes over to me, fitting herself under the covers with a giggle. I moved closer to her and we both stayed under the covers, peering up at the ceiling. My gaze was lost on the ceiling but my mind wandered off, thinking about Kaleb and Juliet. Now that she was back, what would happen now?I can vaguely remember her, we never really talked much. She acted sweet in front of everyone but her true colors always showed when she was alone with me. Juliet was a big bully and always flaunted herself like she was better than everyone. Kaleb was head over heels in love wi
Bailey's povThe next morning when I put on my phone, there were countless missed calls from Kaleb, including a few text that told me to pick up the phone. Whatever he had to say, he clearly wanted to speak to me about it without saying it in a text. I sighed and got ready for school, making sure I prepare myself mentally for our incoming conversation. There was no way I would be able to avoid him now that he wasn't avoiding me to. The only reason it worked the last time was because he made no effort to speak to me. Now, we clearly need to talk. And I clearly need to cut off whatever was happening between us. I could not only risk my friendship with Mira but I could also lose my heart. I didn't want to go through heartbreak when I know for a fact Kaleb would only bring that to my door. I couldn't mistake lust for love. It was just lust. I can fix this, I can get rid of it. Things had to go back the way it was between us or there would be many things at stake. I skipped down the s
Bailey's povI could have turned around and walked away, but I chose to stay. Not only because I was too proud but because Mira had already seen me and waved at me. Walking away would have just led her to question me. I mustered up a small smile as the three approached. I of course, kept my gaze only on Mira, avoiding the other two. I could feel his gaze piercing through me and squirmed. " Good morning," Mira chirped throwing her hands around both Katrina and me. I smiled but made a mistake by looking over. My eyes fell in his and the smile wipes off my face. He's glaring at me like I had stepped on his foot. I tore my eyes away but they fell on her. She stood close to him as though she already claimed him as hers. I could not help but feel bitter. Mira pulled away and turned around. "Remember Juliet guys?" Juliet was always pretty in middle school, the most beautiful and popular girl. With her auburn hair, brown eyes and pretty features she really was strikingly gorgeous. It is
Bailey's povHis fingers on my skin felt like scorching fire, it burned and branded my flesh in its wake. I could feel the beading of goosebumps raise on my skin and the thin hairs behind my neck rise as his hot breath fanned against my face. It's taking everything in me to not clench my thighs together. That would alert him that I was enjoying this....which I was, I was fucking enjoying this. I shivered, swallowing as I try to get my wits together. As his lips near the corner of my mouth, I twist my head away. He stopped, but his hands stayed under my skirt. " Get away from me Sam or so help me I will scream the roof down." I warned, my throat feeling tight as I lied. I just needed him a bit out of my personal space so I can think. With him so close it was so incredibly hard to focus. His head drop on my shoulder and he sighed, sounding defeated. " What can I do to make you talk to me flower?" I swallowed, trying to not shiver from his hot breath now touching my neck. " I'm sp
Bailey's povI know my words had stunned him and hurt him at the same time as his grip around my waist loosen. My heart hurt. His eyes had a glimmer of sadness that he tried to veil away from me, but I had already seen it. It made a lump in my throat grow. "Why?" His voice is back hoarse. I looked away as I murmur. " You don't settle down and the only time you did was because of her. Now she's back." He gripped my waist and now it feels like he was trying to make sure I didn't move away from him. " Is this about her? Last night? Bailey nothing happened." I brought my gaze back to his and searched his eyes. There was honesty in his words but how do you trust a player? A guy who nows how to lie perfectly?" Then why did you stay?" He shook his head, leaning back so he can have a better view of me. I squirm on his lap. He pinched my waist playfully. " Maybe if you had answered my calls you would've known." He teased lightly, now finding it amusing. My jaw ticked and his eyes gle
Bailey's pov~ Nine months later ~ I stood in front of the mirror, my gentle fingers brushing over my huge bump. I could barely see my toes now. I giggle as I felt a firm kick. " You're playing football in there little Sam?" I joked, rubbing where I could still feel his little foot stretching my skin. I turned a little sideways, the gleam of my wedding ring on my finger catching my eyes as a ray of sun strikes over the stunning diamond. My heart melts, remembering how Sam fit it on my finger when he stared at me deeply while he said I do with his whole heart. I sighed and flushed when I recall our wedding night. Let's just say if I wasn't already pregnant then, I'd surely gotten pregnant that night. We officially tied the knot two months after we got engaged. Sam wanted to speed it up and have it the exact same month, but I didn't want to rush it too much — even though we both clearly didn't want to wait any longer. Our wedding had been small and intimate, only our family and clos
Bailey's pov~* five years later *" And do you know what he got me yesterday?" Mira huffed, her face flush as she glares at me through the screen." Hmm let me guess, a dildo?" Kristina joked. We were in a three way facetime call. Mira was yapping for the last minute about Ryan who apparently left his socks in the kitchen yesterday.Mira rolled her eyes. " No Kristina, worse. He got me cheetos. Fucking cheetos! I hate cheetos!"Both Kristina and I giggled. " I think that's romantic for an apology gift," Kristy jokes. Five years has gone by yet we all were the same. Mira with her dramatics, Kristy with her sarcasm and well me being the grounded one I suppose. The one who is the emotional glue." Romantic my left asscheek," Mira snorted. " This man loves getting on my nerves."" But you love him so much," I pointed out, making her roll her eyes, yet I see that ghost of a smile on her face." Enough about me and Ryan, I think I have distracted you quite enough now. So......what does it
Bailey's pov~ Graduation Day ~The morning sun filters through the windows, casting directly over my frame where I sat on the edge of my bed. My fingers twiddle with the hem of the graduation gown. It's navy blue and neatly pressed by mom. I stare at my reflection in the mirror and try to smile. But I only manage to carve out a little one that didn't quite reach my eyes. My lips line into a frown. I dreamed of this day and I know I should be happy to even see it....however, a lingering feeling of pity weighed on my chest. Juliet would never see this day and Stefan would also not be here today. Two individuals I should hate to the core, although I can't seem to find any resentment toward them but instead, pity. One was dead and gone and the other was rotting in jail for the next twenty-five years. Both not going to walk across the stage today and accept their diploma. Yet I would. A little part of me felt guilty, because perhaps things would've turned out differently if I paid e
Bailey's povShe offers a small smile and gives me a gentle understanding nod. " We will tell them to call him too, I promise." Her hand gently presses against my back to help me into the ambulance and I fix myself to sit on the edge of the stretcher. Another of her colleagues come over to wrap a thin blanket around my shoulders and I cuddle into the material as I sort for any bit of warmth. The night was cold, the heart of Juliet's just as cold. I swallowed and looked down, my body shaking as I replay the events of the night over and over in my head. The chaos around me seem to blue into nothing but silence. It feels like I was in the eye of a hurricane.....the calm, trapped in my mind. I know I should be grateful to be alive. Grateful to feel my legs, to feel every breath enter my lungs. I should be grateful. I should. And I am. However, it is strange to feel such emotion when I have just stared death in the eyes not too long ago. When I've just watched someone die with their
Bailey's povThe gunshot echoed through the entire room like the roar of thunder. For a moment everything stood still as I watch her body jerk back violently from the impact of the bullet hitting her on the shoulder. Her hold on the gun loosens until it hit the floor with a clatter, right beside Stefan's unmoving body. Juliet stumbles back and she whips towards me, her knees buckling as she kneel to the floor. " You," she choked in shock, her eyes wide and wild with disbelief. Then she does something incredibly stupid, she reaches for the gun again despite her shoulder staining with crimson. " Juliet don't-I tried to warn her but her fingers wrap around the gun and she aims for me with trembling fingers latching onto the weapon. " Hands where I can see them!" " Drop the weapon!" The officers yelled. " You!" She snarls just as she pulls the trigger. Another bang clears through the air, this time louder than the first. I clench my eyes tightly shut, my heart stopping as I waited
Bailey's povJuliet's face twisted into many emotions all at once. Confusion. Then disbelief. And then.....rage. Pure raw rage that turned her face ugly. The hand that held the gun tremble, however she remove the aim towards me and aimed it at Stefan who still held the phone up. " You backstabbing asshole! You-" It wouldn't matter if you kill me now Juliet, they're on their way and you won't get away with this." Stefan cuts in her words just before a loud bang shot through the air followed by his painful groan. A scream tore through my throat when I watch the phone fall from his grasp and clatter to the floor, screen still lit up with the 911 dispatcher on the line. Blood smeared across it while his body slumps to the floor unconscious and unmoving. My entire body became numb. It felt like I couldn't breathe as I stare at Stefan's unmoving body. Beneath him is a pool of his own blood. A lump forms in my throat and vomit crawls up threateningly. Juliet rushes over to him and t
Bailey's povMy throat hurt, tears roll down my cheeks as I stare in complete terror as Stefan, who moments ago had gripped my chin so harshly was now to his knees clutching his stomach. I could see his back tense as his head tilt down clearly because he was eyeing his wound. A gurgle sound pushes out of his throat followed by a harsh cough that seem to shake his entire body. My heart thuds loudly, prickles of goosebumps dot across my skin as fear stilled me in my place. A few feet away from us is Juliet who still kept the gun aimed at Stefan. " This is all your fault by the way, Bailey," she harsh out, her angry eyes striking me across the slight distance between us. Satisfaction. That's the gleam that pierced into me as her gaze remain on mine." See what you made me do?" She tilt her head mockingly, eyes glazing with contempt. She was blaming me being the reason she shot Stefan.......she had officially gone insane. Stefan groans, coughing and this time something came out of his
Bailey's povThe smirk on her face grew until the girl who was one of the most gorgeous girls in our school transformed into one of the ugliest. It's crazy how one's heart can change their features so drastically.Stefan chuckle makes me turn to face him. "You're going to be my little plaything sweetheart. You're going to be mine like you were always meant to be."His words caused a disgusting tickling sensation down my spine. Bile so horrid crawls up my throat as I stare at the guy I once considered a friend. Someone I once trusted with my life now looks at me so coldly. I mourn the feeling of safety I once felt with him and look away, my heart shattering even more. He clicks his tongue, moving closer until his fingers pinch my chin harshly. I wince, forced to look back at him. " Don't look away sweetheart," he mocks, eyes glinting with a shade of something.....feral. His breath warm against my cheek, the harsh puffs intensifying against my skin. "You can't force someone to be you
Bailey's povThe emotions I tried to keep at bay came crashing down. Juliet leans closer, her breath hot against my face as she lets out a louder cackle. " Our little naive Bailey, always so gullible to believe anyone would fall for you." Her words hit me right across the heart even though I wish they hadn't. Protecting myself now felt impossible. They had the upper hand, and it was stupid for me to think that they didn't. Her eyes glint, cold and calculative, flashing like the conniving fox she is. " You have a face only a mother could love," her snort was loud and the laughter that followed was even more deafening. My stomach churns, and helplessness weighs heavily in my body. If I was being completely honest with myself, it were not her words that was getting to me, it was the fact that I felt like they were the words of Kaleb. It was true, he was not in the room with us, it was her voice. It was her. Yet. Somehow my mind clung to believing that was what he wanted to tell me. T