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BRYCE

2:30 AM

I woke up to the smell of cookies being baked. I walked out of my "room" that has a bed and a dresser and thats it no tv, no clock, no life to the room. its just... white. I saw Maleah in the kitchen by the oven with her back facing me. She's gonna cuss me out for saying anything so lets go for it. 

"What are you doing up?" I asked slowly walking into the kitchen. I seen her jump and she put her hand on her heart. "Motherfucker..." she says. What did I tell you? "What are you doing up?"she asks me now. "I uh asked first." I joke. "Cookies duh, now you?" She says in a duh voice. "I smelled the cookies duh" I say in the same tone as her. She smiled and put her phone down. "Sorry, usually Gianna is too tired to wake up so its always me and O." She says looking down at Oasis. I nodded. She turned around and got the cookies out the oven and looked at me. "Want one?" She says putting the pan on the island. "Sure when the cool down."I say jumping on the counter. 

She leaned on the island in front of me and looked at me. "How are you feeling?" She asked. "I miss my phone, but I get headaches here and there." I say. "have you drunk any water lately?" she asked. I shook my head no. She walked away and got a glass. She walked over to the fridge and looked at me as she filled up in the glass. "By the time we both go to bed, drink it. I mean im not forcing you to but Griffin told me to not talk like im the boss so.... Drink it as you please." She says holding the glass. You can see that she wants me to change and be a better person just by that and I miss that side of her and im gonna do better. I took the glass from her and took a sip. "Thank you" I grinned. "Youre welcome" She says rubbing her hands together. 

You can really tell that Gianna grew on her because she has nothing but little kids plates and kid snacks everywhere and looking around this is the life I wanna have... especially with her. "The uh last few times we seen each other..." I say. "Mhm, what about them?" She says getting the cookies off the tray. "I don't fully remember any of them because I was either- No I shitfaced drunk all the time so I could tune you out, the boys, my mother while she was here and Addison, but I am sorry. I am sorry for falling out of love with you and not telling you because I thought that it would come back when we were still together and I am sorry for getting you pregnant." I say playing with the ice in my water. She stopped what she was doing and looked at me. "Bryce im not mad that you got me pregnant at all. Im only upset at the fact that we both know each other like the back of our hands. We could've broken it off, we could've taken a break. But im not worried about it anymore. Like you said, you were drunk." She says handing me cookies. I was waiting for the asshole/bitchy comments she had to say but there wasn't any... "Are you sure you are okay? You not Maleah." I say taking a bite of my cookie. "Yeah, im just tired, ive been up trying to plan Giannas birthday party." She lies. "Liar." I say shaking my head. Her jaw dropped. "Not lying, she's obsessed with Disney, this generations bratz dolls um, L.O.L I think?, Makeup fucker keeps getting into my make up, painting and shit and likes to garden with Miss Francesca next door." She says picking apart her cookie while giving me the rundown on Gianna. "Sounds like you got a wild one on your hands" I laughed. "No doubt, I thinking were gonna do a fairy  theme in the backyard" She says. I looked at her because she's gonna wanna change her mind on the theme before Giannas birthday comes. "For right now" I yawned while jumping down. I finished my water and put my glass in the sink. "What do you mean right now?" She laughed. "You can never pick, thats why I was always picked your clothes" I laughed "True" She says nodding. "Im going to bed, night" I say walking to my room. "Night!" She says behind me.


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MARY

11 AM

The boys and I were up for our usual 'morning meetings' which includes eating breakfast that we ordered because we are all lazy to cook. 

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