Bailey's pov"Can I have another?"I bit my lower lip to fight off the giggle but couldn't fight off the smile as I leaned over the console to plant a soft kiss on Kaleb's lips.He nibbled on my lower lip and before I knew it, we were kissing deeply. I was the first to break away, breathing so rough I had to take in a good amount of air into my lungs to calm down my racing heart.Kaleb lifted his hand and cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing against my cheek lovingly. "I love you," he whispered, every word coming out with such honesty I melted."I love you too," I responded truthfully, kissing his nose and giggling when he scrunched it up in an adorable way."Babe," he whined, pouting slightly. "I'm the one who is supposed to do that."I rolled my eyes, laughing as I pulled away, but for good measure, I planted another kiss on his nose and jokingly murmur. " I think I rather be the man in the relationship," with a teasing grin I successfully got out of the vehicle whilst he was dumbfou

Bailey's povIt was getting late, dark and I knew my parents didn't need to worry about another kid right now. I fished out my phone and texted mom that I was fine and would be home in a second. My eyes caught their many missed calls, and I bit my lip, hoping I had not worried them too much. I caught other missed calls from Kaleb and Mirabella too, but, I couldn't bring myself to text back. I wasn't sure how I could break it to them that my life was falling apart. That if my sister was in pain, then that meant I was in pain too. And if something happened to her, I swallowed. Then something happened to me too. The park was empty now, everyone had already gone home. I peeled away from the swing, my bum a bit numb from sitting on it for hours. My throat was achy from crying and I cleared it, picking up my bag. And that's when I heard it, or better yet felt it behind me. I am about to whirl around, but I am too late as a huge hand clamp around my lower face with a rag. My eyes widen a

Bailey's povI should have known. There's a bubble of laughter that's stuck in my throat, laughter that would be dry of any emotion they deprived me of if I could let it out. I could see it now, I now could see why this was very likely to be her. Juliet. As she took her elegant time to come down the creaky stairs, disgust twisted within me along with hatred. This makes it two people I now hate. Stefan crossed his arms, his gleaming amused eyes on me. I hated that I was their amusement toy. As her pretty face came into view, the sadist gleam in her eyes made a shiver run down my spine sharply. She's at the end of the stairs, her hand grabbing the handrail as she turns to face me fully. She grinned. " Well hello there Bailey," her giggle makes me nauseous and I rip my teary eyes away from her. Why did she go this far? What have I done to this girl?Stefan snorted, reaching out to grab a lock of my hair. I flinched away and he chortles with her. " Now don't act like we're strangers