Brooklyn POV
When I got home I went straight into my room. I can't believe I was unconscious for two days. Two. Days.
I bet I missed so much drama.
My room was a mess. Nothing was severely broken, but they did brake picture frames, a vase and part of my wall was bashed in.
I began cleaning my room. Starting with the broken glass. I swept it up and threw my flowers out. The. I moved onto the bigger things. I picked up my pictures and placed them in a drawer; when I get some more money I can buy some new frames.
Finally I moved onto the enormous things, like the hole in the fucking wall. I pushed my desk in front of that and attempted to come up with an excuse in case my dad did find that hole.
When I was done cleaning up the damage that was caused from my honesty, I got into the shower. I needed to clear my head. After about ten minutes of trying to figure everything out with my life, I got out of the shower and dried myself off and got dressed.
I turned my music on and began working on my homework. My phone rang pulling me from my (scholar) thoughts.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is this Brooklyn Dovalani?"
"This is she.. Who's calling."
"That doesn't concern you, I need a favor."
"Is this Cade? Did Witney make you do this? Tell Witney I'm gonna kill her."
"This is not Cade-"
"Then who is this?"
"You will find out when the time is right, but until then, I need you to follow my instruction exactly."
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The Boy Next Door *On Hold*
Vampire"Hey... Can we talk? You know about.." Val said poking his head through the door. "Yeah sure.." I picked my suitcase up and put it on the floor next to my bed. "Look I'm sorry I had to change yo-" "Val it's fine. Just forget about it." "I can't f...
