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 povThe familiarity of that voice sends a sharp chill down my spine, my heart hammering in my chest. It can't be. It cannot be him.I am imagining this.There was no way.It just can't be.Yet, his scent is familiar, and his voice....Pieces start to fall into place and my stomach lurchs and I gag as realization dawns on me. Someone I considered a friend. Someone I trusted. Why would he do this? Why would he do this to me?Why would Stefan do this to me?A wave of betrayal weighs in my chest and also fury. I can't believe I trusted him. Why would he even do this? I rake my brain, trying to think of why Stefan would even play this sick game with me but came up with nothing.But then when he dipped his head in the crook of my neck and inhaled my scent, sighing with pleasure, a sinking realization dropped in my belly. " You've always smelt so good Bailey."His words sent a sharp shiver of disgust and repulsion clashing within me. His close proximity makes my stomach churn and I
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
Ashley's pov
Ashley's povRyan is the first to enter, opening those glass doors that looked really intimidating. I gulped some much needed air, staring at the many faces inside the too small restaurant. I could already feel claustrophobic just by looking at it.I could hear the shouts, the praises as Ryan made his presence known. I rolled my eyes, knowing that we would be surrounded by their many admirers. I reach for my ponytail, separated my black tresses in two and pulled them away from each other until the scrunchie got tight enough to my liking.I breathed out when the presence of Blake comes beside me. I could smell his scent, a tinge of mint and aftershave. He sees me staring at the crowd of rowdy teenagers circling around Ryan, bombarding him with questions. He knew his turn was coming next."You know you should try to loosen up, it's not like they could do you anything , Ryan and I are here." He professed.But that's the thing, when I
Ashley's povShe doesn't stare long and quickly sets her attention on Blake. He didn't look surprised to see her here. I wasn't either, I don't think any of us were.She plops down on his thigh, one of her hands coming around his head to draw him forward. Her shiny bright red painted nails mock me as she tenderly touches his jaw.A second later their lips are molding together and suddenly a wave of jealousy swims through my body. My gut twisted at the sight and I quickly look away. I could feel my skin prickle,like tiny stabs of needles piercing my flesh.Either it was from hatred or it was from shame. Shame that I was jealous. I shouldn't be, I had no right, afterall she was his girlfriend. I hated it, hated that I couldn't control it.I find myself excusing myself to go to the bathroom. Excuses excuses. My conscience mocks me. They didn't seem to acknowledge me, not that I cared. Or maybe I did because I felt a stab of hurt when Bla
Ashley's povHer brows raise as her friend goes silent beside her. Then a nasty smile makes its way to her lips, the sight unsettling. "Well then now you know how embarrassing you are to the boys." She said waving her hands off then later picking at her long nails.I look for a way out, a parting way out that is. I was never one to confront someone, that just wasn't me. I never had the guts to. I cross my arms and straighten my stance, trying to seem confident even though I was lacking it."The only one who should be embarrassed right now is you. Aren't you the girl who basically threw herself on to Blake last year and tried getting with Ryan a week later? Oh and failed at both?" I jabbed.What the hell was wrong with me? Since when did I become a bitch? I cringed when the word popped in my head. I hated cursing.She gasps her face reddening with a faint blush. Shame was written on her face. "How do you know about that?" She stumbles over her