Four Love Stories. |Cameron Dallas, Nash Grier, Matthew Espinosa, Taylor Caniff|

Terrible News - Twenty Six.

Aubrey's POV
Why is my phone ringing this early? I check my phone. Private Number.

"Hello?" I say. My voice has a morning rasp to it.

"Yes is this the daughter of Bella Jacobs? Um Aubrey is it?" I got a little nervous. I looked at Taylor who was still sleeping.

"Um yes. Who is this?"

"Im a nurse in one of the hospitals in Washington. I was helping your mother for the past 2-3 weeks. They'll be holding a funeral for Bella and her last words to me was to find you. Her daughter. The funeral will be held this coming Saturday. I'm very sorry for your loss."

"THIS IS SOME KIND OF SICK JOKE ISNT IT!?" I yell. I definitely startled Taylor cause he woke up instantly.

"No this isn't a joke. Aubrey I'm sorry but she's gone."

"She can't leave me. She can't." I start to cry. Taylor's got a very confused look on his face. My grandparents come in startled as well.

"Goodbye Miss Jacobs." And the phone call ends. I hug Taylor and he runs circles in my back.

"Sweetie what's wrong?" My nan asks.

"Moms gone. She's not coming back."

"I'm sure she will." I break away from Taylor.

"SHES DEAD NAN. SHE DIED." I yell. Taylor holds me again as I cry. My grandparents start to cry as well. This is the worst holidays ever.

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We leave for the funeral tomorrow. I guess it's a good thing cause all the girls are going as well. At least I'll get to see them. I think they're all bringing their boyfriends as well. I'm not sure.

I haven't been the best lately. I've basically been in my bed all week not eating and not drinking. The occasional check up from Taylor or my grandparents. Tyson's came to visit as well.

"Come one sweetie let's get you packed up." My nan walks in. She opens up the curtains and it blinds me.

"I don't know if I want to go nan."

"Sweetie you have to, it's your mom were talking about here."

"Why did she have to do though. It's not fair." I cry again. She comforts me and after a while I stop.

"Come on let's start packing okay." I nod and sit on the floor and we start packing.

We stay back in Washington. I'm glad Taylor's coming with us cause I need him right now. I don't know why I haven't heard from my dad though. He hasn't even been in any conversation about my mom. Not one phone call, not one text either.