XIV

Chapter 16

Audrey's POV

It's been almost a month since the accident with Marisa and Calum. They have since not talked to one another.

Kayla and Ashton aren't even sure if they're getting married anymore.

Than theirs Luke and I. Holy shit, Luke and I. It doesn't really feel like we're a couple anymore, just friends who talk. We rarely get to talk anymore because I have soccer and he tour. It's getting extremely difficult to handle.

"Hey shit." Looking up Marisa walked in with a plastic bag from Target. And from the glimpse of it I knew that everything in the bag was pink.

"What's with the pink." She rolled her eyes.

"Pink out game is tonight." Oh yeah. That.

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My hair now had pink tips. Bright pink warrior marks covered my face along with my arms and painted hand prints on my legs. In all honesty I felt like a bright pink flower. Marisa even convinced me to wear a bright pink bandana in my hair.

"I look like a damn flower." I mumbled.

"A hot damn flower." Marisa said before putting her phone in the waistband of her tight fitting shorts.

"Le' go." She motioned before dragging me outside to the parking lot.

Getting into her car she burst on the AC before buckling in and pressing the accelerator causing us to fly backwards.

"This is why I don't let you drive." I mumbled holding onto the 'oh shit' bar.

"Shut up you slut." She groaned as we came to a red light.

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Handing the teenager our money she quickly gave us back our change and tickets before we strolled past the booth towards the arena.

The large soccer stadium had large pink and white streamers tied tightly to the rafters and hand railings. Pink breast cancer symbols were everywhere.

Marisa and I stopped by the small concession stand and ordered lemonades before finding Austin and his friend Michael.

"Hey." I smiled side hugging him before placing my drink down and handing my phone to Marisa.

"Get a photo." Nodding she grabbed and waited for Austin and I to get situated.

We both wrapped our arm around one another and smiled brightly before hearing the clicking of my phone. Once approved I posted the photo on Twitter.

A loud buzzer was heard before our team ran onto the field with large smiles and pink covering them from head to toe.

I put my hands up like everyone else and shouted loudly in excitement. Austin was looking as me but I ignored him and watched the game intensely.

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Luke's POV

Laying down tiredly on my bed I lay in the darkened room listening to nothing but Blink-182 when my phone buzzed with a Twitter notification.

Ignoring it I shut my phone off and rolled onto my stomach before snuggling my head into the pillow and falling into a dreamless sleep.

But it didn't last long because by 2:30am my phone was none stop vibration.

"God!" I groaned loudly finally giving up on sleep and just seeing what the hell was happening.

Pressing the 'on' button of my phone I screamed when the brighting lights of the phone met my dilated eyes.

Slowly and carefully I opened my eyes before opening my phone and seeing what the buzz was all about.

Twitter. Of course.

Boredly I opened up the app and clicked to notifications. Hundreds of the notifications were for the same thing.

Clicking on one I sat up and leaned down starring at the tweet. It was a picture of Audrey in all pink with some tall, muscular, dark haired guy. My blood boiled.

Throwing my phone on my bed I found a pair of jeans and a shirt that seemed okay before storming out of my room.

Walking through the living room I saw a body wrapped in blankets on the couch. At first I thought it was Mikey but than realized, Mikey doesn't have dark curly hair.

Taking steps back I looked over and saw Ashton wrapped in two blankets staring blankly at the television with was showing Saturday Night Live reruns.

"Ash?" He turned to me.

His eyes were bloodshot. He seemed tired with large bags under his eyes. I even saw a large bruise across his cheek in the shape of a hand.

"What happened." His head fell at my question before he finally shook my head.

"Where are you going?" He asked now as I started retreating towards the door.

"Mississippi." His eyebrow cocked up.

"Why-oh." Slowly but steadily he stood up and walked over towards me before placing his hand on my shoulder.

"I don't think you should go."

"Why?" I could taste my salty tears as they ran onto my lip. "Why shouldn't I go when she's cheating on me?"

"Because you don't know the story."

I scoffed. "But you do?"

He smirked. "I know everything."