Lola:
His smile disappeared.
"What?! How?!" He asked.
"We were trying..." I said confusedly.
"I didn't think it would work."
My demeanor changed instantly, had he not intended to knock me up?
"Uhm... What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"L-Lola, I can't." He spat out.
"You can't what Malachi?"
"I can't okay, I can't be the father."
My anger formed.
"WHY?!" I quietly yelled.
"Because Lola." He grabbed my forearm.
"Because what Malachi?!" I said in a stern voice through my teeth.
"Look I can't provide, I'm not getting out of here anytime soon, I got three years max, a year and a half with orderly conduct."
"Malachi, you could at least make an effort!"
"Oh really Lola?! What effort can I make?" He said with a pinch of sarcasm in his voice.
"You know what Malachi?! Fuck you, I don't need you, I don't even know why I came here." I puffed as I stood up from the table and began walking away. I heard someone jogging behind me, I didn't think much of it, but when I heard,
"BABY WAIT!" I knew it was Malachi.
I turned around, full of anger and yelled, "OH NO DONT YOU DARE CALL ME BABY, BABE, BAE, OR WHATEVER FUCKING PET NAME YOU HAVE FOR ME!"
Everybody stared.
"AND YES YOU GUYS CAN LOOK AND STARE, AND THINI YOU HAVE US" I pointed to Malachi and I "FIGURED OUT, BUT THE TRUTH IS, YOU NEVER WILL, SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL STOP TRYING! OH AND MALACHI, SINCE YOU CANT BE A GOOD FATHER, WE ARE DONE, OKAY? DONE! D-O-N-E! DONE!"
I ran out of the visitation room, I knew Malachi was chasing me, I sped up.
"SIR! SIR!" They yelled at Malachi, gesturing for him to stop running, but of course he didn't.
"AGGGGHHH!" I heard Malachi weep, and an electric zap. Knowing that they tazed him, I threw my hand over my mouth, I felt the dampness of my tears in my face. I wanted to turn around very badly, but I knew that if I did, I would fall for him all over again. I walked out of the doors and ran to my car.
I cried into my hands for a good five minutes until I understood that he did this, its his fault, I can't miss him, I can't cry over him, I have to move on. I looked into my visor mirror, seeing black lakes of mascara running down my cheeks. I weakly chuckled. I opened my glovebox and pulled out my makeup wipes, and wiped all of my mascara off. When I was done, I looked into my mirror.
"Eww." I whispered, then chuckled.
I took a deep breath through my nose, and released it through my mouth. I did it three more times. Then I tied my hair into a bun and drove off. Hmm, what would make me feel better right now? I thought. STARBUCKS!! I decided to drive to Starbucks.
I walked in to the strong smell of coffee beans practically hitting me in the face. I joined the line.
"Yello, how are you today?" The barista asked.
"Ugh, honestly I could use some vodka." I joked.
She laughed, "What can I get you?"
"Uhm," I squinted at the menu "let me get two peppermint hot chocolates and two vanilla cake pops."
"Okay, what are the names?"
"Uhm, Lola and Camilla."
"Ooh what lovely names." She said as she wrote them in the cups.
I glanced at her name tag, "Kirsten is a beautiful name."
She glanced at her name tag and then looked back at me, "Thanks," she smiled "you can take a seat over there" she pointed to a table "and I'll just call you over when you order's ready."
"Okay." I responded as I turned towards the table.
I sat there and stared at the sun. That got boring so I continuously clicked the lock button on my iPhone. I realizes how childish I was being and finally I laid my head down on the table. Soon, I drifted to sleep... A deep, deep sleep.
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Cami:
When I got halfway down the stairs, I heard the front door slam. I jogged down the stairs. I ran straight to the door and fled outside. He was gone... Grayson was gone. His car was gone, all that was left was the rain. I felt my eyes burn with tears and my bottom lip begin to quiver. I slowly closed the door. I dragged myself upstairs and opened the bedroom door. I walked in to Ethan saying, "Somehow Grayson got Malachi in this cra-"
"He's gone..." I weeped.
"What do you mean he's gone?" Ethan asked.
"Grayson's gone... He left."
Ethan saw the tears I was trying to hold back, and he immediately paused the recording. He jumped up and wrapped his lovely arms around me. I wet his shirt with tears.
"Hey, hey, its gonna be okay. Okay baby?" He whispered as he played with my hair.
"We're gonna find him." He kissed my forehead and let his lips linger there for a moment. He looked into my eyes. I dried up my tears. He smashed his lips against mine. God I missed his soft, passionate lips against mine. I closed my eyes, and for about three seconds, I was in a magical world, where nothing mattered. But it all rushed in. No! Stop!! Grayson is missing, you're kissing his brother!! Slowly I pulled away.
"Why baby?" He asked with puppy dog eyes.
"Ethan, I'm not your baby okay? I'm Grayson's," I pulled him onto the bed with me "and the fact... The fact that he is missing makes it worse."
He quickly smashed his lips against mine again and pinned me on the bed. I tried to pull away, there was no use. He moved his lips down to my neck. I gasped for air, considering that I couldn't breathe, because of the intensely heated make out session we'd just had.
"Ethan" escaped my lips. I bit my bottom lip as my fingers tugged at his roots.
"No, no no no!" I whispered. Before he started sucking on my neck, I pushed him off of me onto Grayson's side of the bed.
"Ethan stop! This is wrong and you know it is."
"I'm sorry that I love you..." He blushed.
I put my hand on his cheek, "Ethan I-"
"Hey guys I'm going out, so don't expect me back tonight." Veronica barged in.
"Uh... Uh okay." I stammered.
"Everything okay?" She asked as she walked over to me.
"Yes Veronica!" I said annoyed.
"Well okay" she kissed my cheek, leaving a pink lipstick stain on it. "I love you, bye."
"Bye." Ethan and I said.
She walked out. I waited until I heard the front door close.
"Ethan I love you too, but we can't be together."
"Agh! I know we can't, but Camilla, you're the only girl I've ever really been this connected with."
"Ethan, let's just focus on getting Grayson back."
"Okay. I'll call Cameron"
It rang, she picked up immediately.
"Hey Cam, I'm jot so sure you're gonna like what I'm about to say." Ethan began.
"Have you talked to Grayson?" He asked.
"Uh.. Well he... He kinda went missing"
"NO IM NOT KIDDING!"
"He kinda just l-"
"CAMERON HE JUST LEFT! I DONT KNOW WHERE HE WENT!"
"Okay... I'll call Jake then."
He hung up, and quickly dialed Jake.
"Hey bro, you haven't talked to Grayson lately have you?"...
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Gray:
I pulled into the gas station parking lot. Ugh! The one thing I had to do, protect Camilla, and I couldn't even do that. I'm a horrible person. I rubbed my face wearily, and the Cami's words repeated in my head, "He pinned me down onto the bed." I blacked out, the depression rushed in, and before I realized it, I was back in the real world, I was mumbling things like "you're worthless!" and "just die already, you cant do anything anymore." I felt a shadow hover over my window as I started off into space through the windshield, I heard multiple knocks, gradually they got louder, causing me to focus. I looked up and saw my friend Hayes. I sighed. This kid is bad news, my parents made us stop hanging out because he got suspended for possession of weed when we were in 9th grade. I rolled down the window.
"Sup?" I asked.
"Nothing much, Mr. Prettyboy is all over media today." He said, lightly punching me in the shoulder.
"Not a good thing..." I sighed.
"You stressed?"
"Yeah, its a lot to handle..."
"Aye, don't worry, I got the right stuff."
"What are you talking about Hayes?"
"Just go to my place, Nash and Cam are already there."
"Haye-"
"Nigga just go, its all good
"Whatever... Okay."
I rolled up my window as Hayes jogged into the gas station.
I sighed, regretting the future events. I out my key in the ignition and turned it.
"... Here goes nothing..." I sighed again, this time pulling out of the parking lot.
