♡ Mia's pov ♡"Are you okay?" I asked Kade, chewing my bottom lip as I spared him a glance.From the moment dad cut the cucumber in half he had been like this, mute and practically a ghost judging by his pale complexion.It was rather unsettling to see him like this because usually, he would be throwing me cheeky glances. But his gaze had been set at the front the entire time we had been in the car and he definitely looked lost in his own head.And it was even more strange that he hadn't tried to tease me when he usually did when Colby wasn't here. And Colby wasn't because he caught a ride with Stanly today.So it was just us two, in complete awkward silence.I didn't like this silence.He hadn't spared me a single glance.Even his reply was abrupt and dull. It was like he wasn't even here. "Yeah."I pinch my brows together and looked ahead before I crash the car. We were heading to school and we were a tad bit later than usual but not entirely late for school.We still had about ten
♡ Mia's pov ♡"So I'm thinking about dying my hair in green just to match with the school's uniform. Think Stanly would love it?" Colby asked.I nodded even though I wasn't really paying attention to his words. Honestly, the only thing that registered in my head were the words love and it.Apart from that, I didn't hear anything."So Gracie shart on the front lawn of the school and Phillip stepped on it. Do you think the school board will press charges? I mean you gotta go when you gotta go, you know what I mean?" He asked which I nodded to, still not really paying attention."Your skirt has a huge hole at the back and I can see your granny panties. Think the guys will bend you over and spank the shit outta your ass?" He questioned. I nodded."Are you even listening to me?" Colby huffed out with a breath of irritation.I nodded again, putting another book into the locker. I wasn't even sure it was the right book. I was just aimlessly putting in books and hadn't bothered to check which
♡ Mia's pov ♡Colby's eyes are wide. Practically like globes honestly. And they were filled with disbelief, shock, terror and confusion."You're joking? Is it April fools or some shit? Because Mia girl, you can't blow up my mind like that, it's way too early for this shit." Colby lets out in one breath.I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, sighing as I rose to my feet. "Unfortunately no, it's not April fools. Nor are we even in the month of April. I'm not kidding Colb, I've been feeling sick for a few days now."I flushed the toilet while my best friend looked at me like I was some kind of ghost.Was I pale?I opened my mouth to ask him but he beats me to it. "Does he know?"His question completely took me off guard even though I should have expected it.I looked away from him guiltily and sidestep him to walk to the sink. I hear his exaggerated breath behind me and cringed knowing he was about to throw a fit."Oh my God Mia! You didn't tell him?! Are you crazy? He deserves to k
♡ Mia's pov ♡Plop.My eyes widen.Oh no."Mia. What was the sound of that? Did you take a dump or?" Colby's voice cracks through the door.I winced, turning around slightly to stare at the toilet bowl. Floating and looking ready to drown in the water was one of the pregnancy tests.I managed to have caused it to slip from my fingers when trying to pull up my jeans. It was a bad idea to have been so close to the toilet in the first place.Now I was paying the price.With my jeans almost at my hips, thankfully I still had one test alive and in my grasp as I use the other hand to pull it up my jeans while backing away from the toilet."Don't get mad. But one of the tests is currently having the time of its life in the toilet bowl." I winced while speaking."You dropped them in the toilet!" Colby blasted in disbelief.I cringe. "I said one Colby. The other is safe....kinda." I pinched the test not wanting my fingers to touch where my pee had touched."Girl you better not drop the other.
♡ Mia's pov ♡"You didn't go to kill the baby did you?"I felt like I was zapped somewhere else, another reality, where no one spoke, not a single sound was heard, except for Brianna's voice.I looked around the room lost with my ears ringing.I must've heard wrong.Why else would everyone be so frozen?Why we're there no reactions or changes of expressions?Why was Kade so-I stop when my eyes fell into a blue storm. He was also frozen where he stood, his hand still plastered to the table, his gaze still on me, his face so...stiff.His eyes, on the other hand, they told something, they wanted to express something. But all I seem to get out of them was the look of confusion."Did you?"Her voice, was so acidic with false worry. So nasty.They pulled me out of that reality where I only saw frozen faces and threw me in another where the faces expressed different emotions.Confusion. Shock. Interest. Intrigue. And expectation. They were expecting my response.My heavy tongue gave me reli
~ Kade's pov ~ I paced in front of the room, raking a hand through my hair so many times that my scalp had begun to throb from the assault. "Calm down you're making me even more nervous." Colby voiced out, looking like he was about to throw up. I groan, tugging at the roots of my hair and turn to him. "Did you know?" I managed to wrench out of my throbbing throat. God, I was holding back tears and it only caused my body to feel like I was about to die. Every breath I took feel painful. Colby's brows pinch as he looks up at me from his seat. "Knew about what?" "Dammit Colby the least you could do is stop pretending that you don't know what I'm talking about!" I sneered. It was wrong of me to pass the frustration of the situation on him. But I couldn't help it. I needed to let it out. If I didn't I would suffocate. Colby winces and mumbles. " I only found out today. I was the one who made her take the test today and it came back negative. You must know she was going to tell you.
~ Kade's pov ~ I have never felt so anxious in my life before, so scared of the unknown, so terrified of someone else's words. Words that can change you, break you, tear you apart. This kind of fear was crippling. I can't seem to hear voices, the words going around me. I'm aware of mouths moving. I'm aware that something important was being said. Something I should listen to. And when my eyes shift from the doctor currently speaking to Mrs. Cross I knew that whatever was being said, wasn't good. I could see the pain in both their eyes, gleaming so strongly that I was nearly tempted to look away. Then Mrs. Cross's hand lift to her mouth in a gasp and I just knew the doctor had delivered the worst news ever. And perhaps it was that which prompted my ears to work again, to get the information I needed. Information I was sure would rip my soul." She might need a few days or months to cope with the loss of the fetus. Miscarriage is not an easy road to emotional recovery. She's young
♡ Mia's pov ♡Why?That was the question that kept swirling in my head over and over. The answer never came to me though, and I was sure it never will.I will never know why this had happened. Or why it had to. I would never know.My throat felt impossibly sore when I was done screaming. But I knew the reason I stopped was because I had no more voice left to scream. I had no more energy to even cry.No more tears to soak the pillow under my head.I felt cold, dead even.I didn't feel like myself anymore.And I feared that.....no one would be able to save me from the darkness that has chosen to swallow me whole.And maybe....I didn't want anyone to.I'm aware of the door reopening again, but I'm too lost in my sorrow to even turn around and see who has entered.It's only when I hear the warmth of my mom's voice I know it's her. "Mia baby," She started her voice cracking in grief.The sound made my heart throb."Twizzler...." Dad started and I clenched my eyes tightly, my heart shatteri
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 pai
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