Empire High Blood Lies ( fanfiction of the Empire High Series)

Could It Be Her

Matt's POV

Every day my heart starts to feel more empty. Memories of Brooklyn won't leave me alone. Her eyes, her smile, her sweet voice, her breath on my neck. I feel it all, it's like she's with me always. Every night I dream of her, what our life would of been like if she was still here with me. I drink to numb the emptiness I feel without her. She was my world and always will be. I don't think anyone could ever fill that place for me. It's like my life is on auto pilot, every day passing in a blur. School is the hardest part having to act normal around my friends, when deep down I'm slowly dying inside. When the bell rings I stand and leave the classroom and make my way to my school locker. When I open it an envelope is sitting inside. I take it out slowly turning it in my hand's. What's this? I take a look around, seeing no one. I rip open the envelope and it's a very pregnant girl sitting in a car, wearing a sweater. Her face isn't in the photo, I can just see the ends of their blonde hair... Brooklyn blonde.. what the fuck is this!? I drop to my knees, staring at the photo. My hands begin to shake. Could it possibly be? No it's impossible. I feel sick. Why would someone want to hurt me this way? I dreamed of Brooklyn carrying our child, but instead she's gone. I hear someone coming. When I look up to see Isabella and Kennedy walking towards me I know. It has to be them! Kennedy has developed some sick attachment to me and I'm so disgusted by it. Add in the fact she's basically Isabella's minion, I can't stand to even look at her. I grabbed Isabella." You think this is funny?" Kennedy tries to put her arms around me, "Matt, are you alright? What's happened?"I throw her arms off me. "What could you possibly think you would gain with this sick joke?" Kennedy tries to jump back in my arms. I shove her back into Isabella. "How could you do this? I knew you were a crazy bitch, but I never thought you would stoop this low." "Matt, what are you talking about?" Isabella was pretending to comfort Kennedy as she cried crocodile tears in her arms. "This is a new low for the both of you. What did you expect to accomplish? I've already asked you to stay away from me, Kennedy. And you help Isabella with this?" "Matt, we have no idea what you are going on about. You were on your knees in the hall, of course Kennedy was concerned." "Izzy save your bullshit!. I know you somehow faked this photo and put it in my locker!" I flipped the photo around and shove it in their faces. Izzy goes pale." I know you did this! Stay the fuck away from me! "

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Isabella's POV

Matt turns and stomps down the hall. Kennedy lifts her head to look at me, "Isabella? Why would you do this? How is this supposed to help me get Matt? And why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" Can it be? I can't even think right now. "Kennedy, I didn't do this! Someone must be playing a sick joke on Matt. Or who knows? He's taking to screwing around so much. Maybe this is a consequence of his drunken hook ups!" I can't let her see that I'm panicking. Could it be possible? Could this explain part of what's been up with my Dad? I've got to get out of here and call Poppy.