𝟏𝟖 - marais

021. 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫

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— twenty-one

third person

THE GIRLS WERE the girls were helping her get ready for the date. carefully touching up caroline's natural curls paisley did the younger girl's hair.

"i'm happy for you," she says softly, a weak smile forms on her face.

slightly frowning, the caramel haired girl looked at her best friend. "what do you mean paisy? aren't you happy..."

turning off the curling iron and unplugging it from amber's bathroom outlet the blonde stayed silent.

paisley took a couple of minutes to figure out how to word things. "i'm fine, just worried."

"about?"

"daniel... he told me he was hanging with friends but, this girl just posted with him and it's on her instagram..." she sighs, bitting her bottom lip a little nervously.

caroline veins turned cold. why was he all of sudden lying to her? she felt numb of her next thought; how long these lies actually been going on? paisley sensed her friend's concern thoughts.

"you don't think he's been..." she bit her lips and covered her mouth, "omg carol, omg!"

the poor 18 year old blonde swallowed her sobs and tried not to have a panic attack in their friend's bathroom. watching her suffer was even worse. as much as phelps wanted to call jonah, she knew she couldn't.

this situation was unfortunately between paisley and daniel, and them only. nothing caroline could say to comfort her best friend would change any actions daniel did.

"maybe go over to his house, check if he's there," the seventeen year old offered comforting paisley through her tears.

nodding, the girl's watered blue eyes met her honey hazel ones. she hated seeing her best friend like this.

this type of thing wasn't supposed to happen to them.

daisley was the glue of the friend group. without them - what even was their friend group...

the two best friends exited the bathroom and went back into the bedroom. paisley quickly grabbed her things and exited, not wanting to make too much of a scene.

pulling up in front of her boyfriends house - to say paisley veronica summers was nervous, was an understatement. exiting her car feeling her heart beating in and out of her chest, paisley walked up to the front door.

the eighteen year old didn't knock because she never had to. her relationship with daniel had been going on long enough, that they could just walk into one another's house - like they were a part of the family.

walking through the seavey's kitchen, she noticed two pairs of shoes; daniel's hello kitty converse, and black ugg slippers. paisley frowned not used to seeing another pair since anna wasn't really the type to leave her shoes lying around the house. despite all this, she walked upstairs to her boyfriend's bedroom.

approaching the bedroom door, she noticed it was closed. even worse it was locked. she knew that daniel sometimes needed his own space, but after seeing the extra pair of shoes downstairs paisley's heart started to sink.