Bailey's pov" I'll catch a ride with Ryan!" Kristina waved me goodbye, her face flush from the heat of the sun blaring down on us. I smiled, murmuring an okay and watch her head to Ryan's car. Mira was there, seated in the front seat. She has been catching rides with Ryan to go and come back from school for the pass few days, in an obvious route to avoid her brother. She stared over, her eyes turning hard once they spot me from afar. I sighed, watching Kristina enter the backseat and say something to her to pull her attention off me. Lost in my thoughts about Mira, suddenly arms circle around my mid section and lift me up. I squealed, surprised, my heart pounding. Kaleb laughed behind me, turning me around to face him and hugged me to him. His eyes gleamed with fondness. " Tomorrow is my little flower birthday." I blushed, looking at him shyly. " I'm getting old." His nose twitched adorably and he snorted. " If you call yourself old then where does this leave me?" I grinned, w
Bailey's pov" Kaleb." I uttered with a bit of panic in my tone when I saw him pulling up to the side of the road. He turns the car off and unbuckles himself. " Just a quick one?" He's quick to unbuckle my seat belt and I go to grab his hand before he can lift me and throw me across his lap. My eyes wide as I flicked them over to the road. " Are you crazy, there are cars driving up and down the road. Anyone can see us." My heart thrummed against my sternum. Jesus, this boy would be the death of me. He pouted. " The windows are tinted and it hasn't stopped you before." A slow smirk appeared on his face, his hand landing on my thigh, dangerously close to the tingling spot between my legs. I sucked in a sharp breath through my nose, my fingers trembling as my body can no longer push back the reaction he invoked in me. " They can still see through the windshield and the last times we were not in sight of the main road." I pointed out, smacking his hand away as his fingers inched close
Bailey's povStunned, I stared at him wide eyed. He always shocks me when he speaks about our future. He was always sure that we were going to be married and be that high school couple like our parents. And honestly, I believe it too. I can't imagine my life without Kaleb in it.I don't think there is such a thing anymore.His neck flush with a light pink and he stumbles out of his lips. " Well if you want that. I'm not saying you will have to give me kids-I leaned forward and kiss him hard, cutting off his words. He groaned, pulling me closer. " I love you Sam."He moaned. " I love you too Bailey."As his hands roamed my body, they squeezed my ass. " Ready to moan my name?" He whispered on my lips, nibbling the bottom.I nod, gasping as I teasingly rolled my hips, knowing I was making his dick swell more. " Quickie right?"Kaleb bit my lower lip, dragging it into his mouth to suck before speaking. " It might be a little longer than a quickie."His admission came out sheepishly. I r
Bailey's povEach time Kaleb is deep inside me, branding himself into my body, it feels different, it feels amazing. I gasp as he grips my hips, his fingertips biting into my skin. He guided me to move up and down on his length, taking him over and over inside me. I shudder as my walls suckle around him, feeling the warmth of his flesh and the pulsing of his member as he groaned in pleasure under me. " That's it baby," He cooed in satisfaction, hand now on my ass and squeezing as I bounce on him. I gripped his shoulders, moaning so loudly with no care in the world. " Fuck!" Kaleb hissed when I tighten around him, rolling my hips and then lifting slowly with the reluctance of my pussy walls not wanting to let go of him. He gripped me harder and thrusted up, not wanting to get out of me. I squealed, clenching around him and juicing him with my natural lube. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, moaning as he pulsed and stretches me. I feel so full. " Sam." I moaned as one of h
Bailey's povI acted quickly, pushing off Kaleb's dick despite his protest and flung myself on the passenger seat, rapidly looking for my clothes. " Flower," Kaleb whined but I ignored him as I reach in the back for some of my clothes that were scattered there. Did Juliet see us? Did she follow us here? So many questions raced through my head as I started putting on my clothes. " Did you see a ghost or something?" Kaleb questioned in intrigue as he eyed me. He pulls out the condom and it's filled with his cum. He tied it and rolls down the window to throw it out. Rolling the window back up he stared at me, his brows pinched in worry. " What's wrong baby?" Throwing my shirt over my head, I murmured. " I think I just saw Juliet." My voice comes out a bit muffled with the shirt over my head. " Huh?" Kaleb questioned, his fingers pinching the shirt to push it down to reveal my face so that he can hear my words more clearly. " I think I just saw Juliet." I repeated, finally having
Kaleb's povI stared at the ingredients on the countertop, my arms folded as I glared. I blinked and some flour dusted off my lashes and fall to the floor. I pressed my lips into a frown. I had everything to make the perfect red velvet cake for my girl's birthday tomorrow. Red velvet cake was Bailey's favorite and I wanted to bake her it myself. Unfortunately mom didn't bless me with a baker's hands and I was failing miserably. This was my third batch of batter and I mistakenly added too much salt in this one. I groaned, wiping my hand down the white now batter covered apron. Fuck me. " Is baking a damn cake supposed to be this hard?" I hissed under my breath, glaring at the batter I am to throw away. I gripped the bowl, grumbling cusses under my breath. " My lovely kitchen," A soft feminine voice whined from the entryway. I looked over to see mom's eyes are wide and her lips parted into a shocked gasp. " Kaleb-She swallowed, stepping into the kitchen cautiously. " Why does my k
Kaleb's pov " Kaleb." A soft touch to my face made me twitch away, wiggling my nose when something tickled the tip. I swatted it away and let out a loud dragged out yawn. My body was exhausted and my lids were way too heavy to bother fluttered open to see who's trying to wake me up. "Honey, wake up." The voice is soft and very close. Mom. " Just five more minutes." I whined drowsily. Her next words made my eyes to snap open as though I was just bit by a snake. " Today is Bailey's birthday. Aren't you going to show her what you did for her?" As I straightened my spine and blinked to adjust my blurry vision, I looked down at the countertop and realize I had fallen asleep in the kitchen. I winced, lifting my hand to the back of my neck, rubbing away the ache. Shit this is going to hurt for days. " What time is it?" I asked, a yawn cutting in halfway through my question. I rubbed my eyes and run them over the kitchen space. Everywhere was filthy with ingredients scattered around.
Kaleb's povI rush down the stairs, taking three at a time as I hurriedly make my way to the front door. With my hands clutching the handle, I swing it open and freeze when mom's voice catches my attention. " Have you forgotten the cake?" I twist around, a cringe on my face as I stared at her sheepishly. She shakes her head and walks over with the cake in her hand. She passes it over. " I made sure to wrap it good so the icing won't mess up your seats." I sent her a grateful smile. " Think she'll like it?" Mom grinned, patting my head lovingly. " I think she will love it." she then nudged me lightly. " Now off you go, you have to set up remember?" I nodded quickly, about to thank her again when rapid footsteps rush down the stairs. I looked up, surprised to see that it was Mira. Our eyes meet and she looks down in embarrassment, her footfalls slowing. " I'll catch a ride with you today." Her soft voice was barely audible but somehow I managed to pick up her words. My lips part
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