Chapter 9

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Chelsea's P.O.V

I was heading towards Taro's house to ask about the weather. "ChelseaChelseaChelsea!" Julia rushed to me and smiled brightly. "We should hang out today." She started pulling on my arm towards her house.

"Wait, Julia I have to ask Taro a question."

"He can wait, let's go." I gave in and followed her inside the store/house.

"Ooooooooh, I want to show you something. Follow me." I had no choice but to follow her because she never let go of my arm.

She pulled me up the stairs and into her room and closed the door behind her. I looked around the room and cringed with all the pink around me. Is it possible to throw up pink? Because that's currently how I felt. I need to escape this pink madness or else I'm going to scream. "What's wrong Chels? You look constipated, are you?" Humor was written all over her face and a tug lifted my lips into a grin. "Haha, no Julia, I just have to use the bathroom. Can I go?" She nodded and pointed down the hall.

I walked--more of ran-- out her room and walked near the bathroom, but mumbling caught my attention. It sounded like Vaughn and it seemed to be coming from behind a closed door. Me being so "curious", went to the door and pressed my ear against it. "Your long hair... so beautiful... You're back... stay away from me... Anna............. you... won't... win..." some of his words were inaudible, but I understood what he was saying, mostly. But who is this girl Anna he calls beautiful? A heavy feeling started in my stomach and spread throughout my body until it was interrupted by a loud scream.

Julia burst through her door and Mirabelle ran up the stairs and stared at my cold face. "You're pale sweetie, what's wrong?" Mirabelle's accent said sweetly in the most motherly way I've ever heard. I couldn't say anything but point to the door.

A cry it seemed like was heard from the other side. Mirabelle rushed to the door and tried turning the door knob, locked. She jiggled it a few times before Julia stood beside her. "Wait guys, who's the girl he's talking about? Her name is-." Julia held up a finger to silence me and took a pin out her hair and bent it a few times before sticking it through the door. She moved it around a few times before we heard a click and she smiled proudly. How she knew how to do that, I don't know but I need to learn that one day. She opened the door silently, and we all walked in and looked at the pile of covers twisted around Vaughn. His eyebrows were furrowed together and small beads of sweat started to form on his forehead.

I walked up to him and reached a hand out for him but he startled me with a small cry from his lips. I pulled my hand back and held it close to me until my heart beat was back to normal and I tried something different instead of shaking him awake. "Vaughn." His eyebrows seemed to relax a little and I said his name again. "Vaughn." His whole body seemed to relax also. "Vaughn." His eyelids moved a little and then I was greeted by a beautiful purple. His eyes darted back and forth between all three of our faces until they rested on mine and then looked away. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and smiled.

"Vaughn you were talking in your sleep, again. But this time we heard a different name. Well Chelsea did." Her eyes looked at me and Vaughn before they stopped on me. I stepped forward and asked the question I've been curious about. "Who's Anna?" Vaughn instantly was stiff and I felt Julia become cold. I looked at her to see she was completely pale along with Mirabelle. Julia grabbed my hand and I noticed it was a little sweaty-ew. "Ch-Chelsea? Can you come with me for just a moment? We need to... bake cookies for the uh... for Elliot!" She pulled on my hand and tried to leave out the room but I was about to say how much I wanted answers, but I remember how tragic Anna must be so I left with her and left Mirabelle and Vaughn alone.

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A/N:
Hope you like this chapter, I had to update for you guys and I feel really guilty every day when I don't update. And yes, I know updates are slow, but you know... don't lose interest because then that'll suck a lot, like a lot. Anyways, don't forget to vote my luvs.

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