| a dying rose |

|A Horrible Surprise|

|Britney's P.O.V|

Brad had been ignoring me all day. I text him over and over and over again but he doesn't even read them. I hear a ding on my phone and rush over to see it's only taylor. I sigh and text back.

Me: Whatcha got?
Crybaby: Brad's car is still here but he is not home. Maybe he left on foot.
Me: WHAT?! OMG girl! Do you know what this means?!
Crybaby: What?
Me: He might be with HER. He knows where she lives and he likes to go on runs. She only lives about a mile away. I must go right now!

Crybaby: Good luck, girl.

I throw my phone in my bag along with some other stuff. I then changed into something cute for Brad. "He will love this! Maybe we will even have a fun night~" I giggle at the thought and grab my stuff. It's time to end this once and for all.

|15 minute skip|

I finally found the place and parked my car. I touch up my make-up and walk up to the door. After I rang the doorbell I sat there and waited. Unfortunately, Y/N answered the door. I look past her to see Brad sitting at the counter. "Hello, Y/N" I said her name with a hint of anger.

"What do you want, Britney?" She spat. I don't like the tone she is using.

"Can't I just come over to say sorry?" I whined.

"No." she said then slammed the door in my face. Well, that just won't do. I rang the doorbell again and she opened it. "What's up?"

"How about I come in and tell you how sorry I am." She gave her puppy dog eyes. This always works on daddy.

"Nah, I'm good.'' She nodded, then closed the door again. Bitch. I rang the doorbell once again and once again she opened up the door. "Yeah?"

"I didn't want to do this but I have a dirty secret of yours that I can tell everyone." I smirked and I saw her smile fade. Oh, how happy that makes me.

|Y/N P.O.V.|

Britney told me she knew a secret of mine. She didn't know about my illness. No one but my family knows. Maybe someone else knows and told her. Her little group is always watching. I might have slipped up and told someone I shouldn't have by mistake. I think I would remember that though. Only one way to find out. "What secret?" I asked and she smirked at my question.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out if you don't let me in." she replied with a smug look. Even though I am sure she is not talking about my illness, I am not talking chances. I moved out of the doorway and let her in. What is she gonna say when she sees Brad. Isn't she supposed to be in school? I doubt her father would kick her out of school. She is probably skipping school to find Brad or something like that. She is known to do many things to get what she wants. I followed her and walked into the kitchen where Brad and I were sitting. Brad and turn to see britney.

"What are you doing here Britney?" He sounds worried. Both because she is likely gonna do something bad and because he was just caught at my house by his girlfriend.

"I could ask you the same thing." she responded with that same evil grin. "I wonder what my father will have to say about this." she put a finger to the bottom of her lip and made a mocking thinking look "I wonder how your father will react~" she made eye contact with Brad.

"You wouldn't dare." Brad seems to be scared. "Don't tell him!" He yells standing up."I won't if you let me stay here for a bit. Just til tonight. We all stay here and 'hang' out." Britney offered. It was clear she had a plan to do something. She would never want to stay here if she didn't. Soon the oven went off and broke my trance. I grab my oven gloves and take the cake out of the oven. Placing it on the counter, I grab my favorite icing and spread it across the cake. I can feel Britney's eye drilling holes in my head while I refuse to look up at her. This is gonna be a long day.