Can You Keep A Secret?

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*a/n this chapter may switch POVs many many times. Well enjoy!(: 

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*Mariah's POV*

Jeydon was such an asshole. He was worried about Kellin hurting me, but am I crying right now because of Kellin? No. And anyways, it was just a kiss. We aren't dating, and I don't have feeling for him. At least, I don't think I do.

I turned onto the trails, picking the black ones. I could use sort of an adrenaline rush right now, and I had never rode the black trails. They were the most difficult and advanced trails they had here, and I hope that means that none if them will come after me. I just want to be alone. 

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*Jamie's POV*

Jeydon came back, his head hanging and his feet dragging. I knew how he acted when he was crying, and this honestly broke my heart. I didn't know why he was crying though, but I had a feeling that it had something to do with the fact that he was walking alone.

He didn't look at me when I handed him a sandwich. He did, however, look up when Mariah's parents came riding back up to the camper.

"All of you are here?" her mom asked. We nodded. "Mariah is out on the trails by herself?"

Aw, shit.  

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*Jeydon's POV*

The buddy system rule. How the hell did I forget that? How did I let her drive onto the trails by herself? And how did I not even pay attention to what trail she went on?

Fuck. I was officially the worst best friend ever. 

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*Kellin's POV*

I didn't get why everybody looked so worried. From what I had seen, she was a great rider. What kind of fix could she get herself in that she couldn't work out herself?

"Shit," Damon swore. He pulled on a pair of boots and a helmet, not bothering with gear, and hopped on a bike that Mariah's father had just gotten off. Jamie got on another one, Jeydon on the other ATV, and they took off, leaving me behind. 

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*Damon's POV*

I didn't get to finish my food, which pissed me off. The only thing that pissed me off more was the fact that Mariah had gone alone. She knew she wasn't supposed to and I didn't even have any gear on. Just a tee shirt and a pair of jeans.

We had no idea which trail she had taken, and we couldn't split up. We had miles and miles of track to cover. There was the green trails, the blue trails, which we had only ever rode a few times, and the black trails, which we weren't even allowed on. We would need a miracle to find this girl before curfew. 

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*Jeydon's POV* 

~ hours later ~

She wasn't on the green trails. Now we were half way through the blue trails and the sun was already starting to set. Shit. No way would we be able to find her before we were told to go back to our campsite.

I stopped, Damon nearly running into me, and suddenly thought of the thing we should've done first. I called her. 

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*Kellin's POV*

In my opinion, there was nothing worse than being the one person left out of everything. I mean, maybe I didn't know how to ride, and maybe I hadn't known Mariah as long as the rest of them, but I still wanted to find her.

For now, though, I just found entertainment in scrolling through her iPod. She had some weird stuff on here. What the hell is Ninja Tuna Mr. Scruff?

Her phone started ringing beside me, playing one of my favorite All Time Low songs. I looked over and a picture of Jeydon and her popped up. I didn't answer, although I probably should have.  

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*Mariah's POV*

I was lost. I had no idea where I was, but I knew if I kept going long enough I would get to one of the pink arrow paths that would take me back.

That is if nothing inconvenient happens to me, which is always does. And it did. My wheel got stuck in mud, and normally this thing could go right through a swamp if I wanted it to. I tried reverse, to see it that would work some magical way that going forward wouldnt. I pressed hard on the gas, biting my lip until I tasted blood and letting a few frustrated tears slip out. Then a few more when I realized I didn't have my phone.

Then a few more as the wheel became unstuck while I was still pressing the gas and in reverse.

Then I probably would have let a few more out, but everything went black.

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