"Pretty Girl"

08 - Brie

Malorie's POV:

Lexi takes me, Baylie, and Declan to the hospital to see their sister. And when we walk into her room, my face drops. One, she's awake. Two.. she's..

"Brie," I say. Both Declan and Baylie look at me.

"Malorie," she whispers.

"How do you know her?" Declan asks. Brie and I hold eye contact. I stare at her, then look at Declan and Baylie.

"What the fuck is going on?" I say.

"I don't know. I don't know- what happened I- literally just woke up like an hour ago."

"Jesus Christ," I mutter.

"How do you know her," Declan says. I look at him with the "watch your fucking tone," look.

"I don't know. Maybe you should ask her that, Declan," I say. I look at Brie. Bandages cover her arms. The rest of her body is under the covers.

Brie looks different than the rest of them. Thick, brown hair, but same blue eyes. She doesn't have much of an accent, either.

"How do you know Malorie?" He asks.

"I talked to her online," she says. "We were really close." Baylie hugs her.

"You too, Mal come here." I hug her.

"You dyed your hair again, hm? Why is it this short. Come on." I push her shoulder.

"Shut up, Brie!" I say. She smiles.

"I'm kidding! Relax. Did you freak out when I didn't reply?"

"Yes." She smiles again.

"I know. I know you." I smile.

"Shut up." She looks at Baylie and moves her hair behind her shoulders.

"Are you hung over, Baylie?" She asks.

"Yeah," Baylie says. She raises her eyebrows and looks at me.

"You corrupted my sister!" She says. I smile and sit on her bed.

"Hey! She consensually took the bottle!" I say.

"Yeah but what else have you done with her?" She asks, raising her eyebrows.

"Nothing!" I say.

"Mhm. Billie Eilish teeshirt. Who put you on?" She asks.

"Your mom," I say.

"Bitch.." she goes to slap me. I duck her.

"Think twice!" I say.

"Shut up." She flips me off and looks at Declan and Lexi.

"Mm." She gives Declan a dirty look.
"Miss me?" She asks him.

"Not really," he says. She rolls her eyes and looks at Lexi. She smiles at her.

"I know so much about you," she says to her.

"Shut up!" I say.

"How much does she know?" Baylie asks. Brie looks at her.

"Like, our whole life story excluding 2010," she says.

"She knew about you. She didn't know you, but she knew who you were. She's heard you before."

"And us?" Lexi says.

"Our whole life story. Like- all of it," I say. We laugh.

"Were you dating?" Declan asks. She shakes her head.