The Zerrie Trap

Chapter Ten

Remember one time I said I would update when Little Mix makes a new single well I promised so I did but it's like really late! Although the album released this month, I didn't have time and plus I forgot about wattpad for like a month or two but I'm back. Btw do you like the 'Get Weird' Album?? My faves are Secret Love Song pt. 1 and 2, I Love You, and Lightning, but I wanna know what you think! Okay, Chapter Ten is beginning......

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(Paige's P.O.V.)

"Ugh! Monica, answer the phone!" I yell at the bright little screen in front of me. Why isn't she answering? It's been awhile now and I bet the mall date or thing is done. What's taking so long? I take a bite of an apple I found in the bowl on the table. I lay back on the couch and call her again. She as to answer now. I place my phone near my ear, hearing the beep sound before the person on the other end answers.

"Hello?" I hear her say on the other end. "Monica, I called so many times! Why didn't you pick up?" I said almost screaming at her.

"I put my phone on silent. Don't worry I could talk to you longer since I'm in the girl's room."

"Okay, so tell me what happen?" I asked. "We went to the mall to shop and she paid for everything. You're welcome, I bought better clothes to put in your closet btw," she said in a high pitched voice.

"Well do you hate her as much as I hate her. See what I mean I told-"
"Actually, she's ok. Claire's fun and cool to be around with. I don't know why you hate her so much," Monica interrupted. What? Did she just said she was kind. My god, I bet dad was there with them.

"Was dad there with you? And where are you now," I quickly added.

"Dad didn't come with us and we're at an Italian restaurant. Dad just joined with us earlier," Monica explained. "Well okay, umm I got to go. Bye." I quickly hung up.

How could she say that? That Claire is a cool and fun person? I feel like she's happy living in my house with dad and Claire. I don't know what I'm feeling but I have this instinct that she's not in my side. The side where our parents will be together.

I stare at the wall for a while until I heard keys opening the door. It must be mum.

She was holding bags, smiling so widely. Something's up.

"Mum, you seem so cheerful, what's up?" I moved closer to her and help her with the bags.
"Oh nothing," she lies. "Mum tell me!" I eagerly want to know.

"Ok, sit down first," she speaks, as I do what she told. "There is a time in life where things will be different and I think this is going to change our lives if it keeps going." Where is she leading this up to? I think I know. Please not let it be...

"I'm going on a date! Next week!" She hugs me like I'm excited too. "What?! But you told me that you rejected him?! That you weren't ready!? Are you seriously ready?!!?" I panic. The plan is not working well.

"Well I lied. I didn't reject him. I just didn't have an answer the other day, but he asked again and I felt bad so I promised to go out with him. I really don't know though. Please just be happy for me?" She explains.

I don't know what to say. I stormed out of the living room and ran upstairs. What is going on?
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I brush my hair, watching a youtube video that was recommended. Funny as it seems, I didn't laugh nor do I have emotions right now. I don't understand why this is happening. I feel like telling the truth about how I'm Paige not Monica but I don't want to ruin the plan.

I thoughts were interrupted by mum knocking on the door.
"Come in!" I yell. She walks inside and sits in the bed side across from me. I refuse to look at her because I still don't know what to say. "Monica, I'm sorry for randomly telling you but you need to learn that I need this. Aren't you happy for me? You might actually have a father. Please understand me," she begs, hugging me. I understand but I'm sorry mum. I have an idea.

"I understand, mum, but remember when you said that we're going to Bradford next week. Are we still going? Are you going on your date?"

"Actually the date is before we leave to go to Bradford. Maybe we can extend the trip so we could have a vacation there. Do you like that?" She smiles.

"Yeah, I would like that," I say as she kisses me on the forehead. "Okay, good night sweetie." "Good night, mum." She closes the door as I lay in bed. I pull the covers and look at the ceiling, wondering what my day is going to be like tomorrow as fell asleep.

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