A jiley love story.

83- Blue Bottle.

Riley's POV:

I turn my head back as i watch the glass in the photo frame of James and i shatter to a million pieces, just like my heart. I wasn't suppose to throw it that hard, i was only suppose to throw it so Emily could tell why i was upset (James) but i missed the couch, and it hit the hard floor. I run over and pick up the sharp razored like edges feeling them against the softness of my delicate skin, leaving deep open wounds but i didn't care. I pick up the photo and the glass shards and run upstairs letting the tears fall from my flushed cheeks. I lock my bedroom door and go through my draw's trying to find super glue, i eventually find some. But i notice my, hand pouring out a deep red blood. I go to my ensuite and get a pale blue face washer, and tie it around my hand as i go get James's grey sweater and i put it on and smell his scent still on it, i try to glue the broken shards of glass together.

James's POV:

I roam through the dark empty streets until i eventually find my way to Riley's house. Why? I dont know. I always use to visit her and spend alot of my time here. I sit outside knowing i shouldn't but doing so anyway because why not. I am not sitting out here to cause Drama, i just want to think and i found myself thinking here.

Emily's POV (Special):

After Riley run's up stairs crying i decide to let her have some alone time. I am not in a good mood myself as Hunters on a date with Michelle, but i knew pushing Riley to talk when she was that sad wasn't going to help. Apart of me knew it all went back to James though. I see James's figure sitting out on the step's near the big tree just outside our house, i go out there in my pj's and approach him.

"What are you doing here?" i ask. He turns back to face me.

"Im just thinking." he murmed.

I sit beside him.

"Well Riley is in no frame of mind to be talking." i tell him.

"I am aware, i am not here to cause drama just sit and think." he tells me.

"What happened anyway?" i ask.

"We lost the duet." james spoke.

"The duet means alot to riley however is that all?" i question.

Apart of me gets the sisterly feeling that something more to it. I just need to figure out what.

"She asked me if our relationship was worth fighting for." james mumbled.

"And your answer was?" i ask.

"No." james spoke almost un-audiable.

But i heard every ounce of it, and my heart stung for Riley, my baby sister, no wonder why she was such a mess. I could yell i could scream but i knew it wouldn't change any of it and apart of me thinks James's suffered enough they both have.

James's POV:

"come inside, i'll get changed and take you home." em offers.

"Thanks but i'll pass i can walk. I dont want to see Riley." i tell her.

"It's cold, it's windy, it's late im taking you home. It will take 5 minutes for me to throw on something different." she tells me.

I reluctantly follow her in and sit inside there warm living room where the golden fire was crackling. She goes upstairs and i sit on the couch, looking around, memories flooding back as if they were yesterday. One memory leaving a huge smile on my face.

"STOP Jay." riley tells me as i tickle her.We were watching hunger games and i put my hand just below her rib cage and it musr have tickled. Causing riley to giggle.

"Or what?" i cheekily ask.

"You will sleep on the ground." Riley try's to tell me in a serious tone.

"I'll pull you off your bed and make you sleep beside me." i tease.

"You wouldn't dare." riley giggled.

I get off the couch and pull Riley off with me, so were sitting in the gap between the couch and the table. And riley falls carefully into my lap.

"Something like that!" i tell her.

She kisses me. "Just making sure you're lips are okay." she tells me inbtween giggles. " '

I hear footsteps so i quickly get up, snapping me out of my day dream knowing it will just be Emily ready to take me home so i make my way near the stair case where i see a messy looking Riley, but she still looked beautiful. She was wearing white fluffy bed socks with light purple polka dot bed pants, with darker purple spots and a long lavender satin ribbon tied in a bow to keep them up, as well as my Grey hoodie, tied up with a hair tie so it wasn't so long but it was swimming on her, one hand was tucked into my hoodies pocket the other with her phone in her hand like usual, her hair was messy, and her eyes where bright blood shot red and puffy from her tears. She was starring at me, but not a word was spoken. So i spoke up.

"Sorry i thought you were Emily." i spoke.

She nods, and walks over to the kitchen sink looking through a draw full of odd bit's and bob's but mostly little bottles.

"I CAN'T FIND IT." Riley yells.

I go over slowly and notice Riley looking for medicine? Emily comes downstairs changed.

"Whoa ri, what are you looking for?" em asks.

"Blue bottle." Riley mumbled.

Emily goes through the draw and hands it to her, as we watch riley try to take the glass of water and tablets with one hand as the other was still tucked into my jumper pocket.

"James you ready?" em calls out.

I look trying to see what the bottle is, but riley quickly took it away and put it back into the draw not making any eye contact.

"Yeah im ready." i call out.

"I'll be back in 20 okay Ri?" em yells.

"Whatever." Riley mumbled.

"Bye riles." i spoke quietly.

She turned to face me, so i think she heard, but i shut the front door behind me before hearing her reply.

As i lay in bed at night i wonder why riley was taking something in a blue bottle? And what where they?

Riley's POV:

"Bye Jay." I mumble.

He didn't hear, the door shut, I wanted to run after him but I couldn't. I have to act like I don't care.

I dont even bother asking James why his hear, i couldn't care less, i dont talk to him. Him and Emily leave and i take another tablet, i pull out my hand from james's grey hoodies pocket and look at my hand, the face washer was covered a bright deep red colour only odd spots the pale blue, i run up to my ensuite and run water under it, it stinging my hand i let the tears flow yet again this time from the pain my hand was in, i can cover it up..no one will notice? Right?