Message in a Bottle

Truth Comes Out (14)

Chapter 14

*Ciara's POV*

It's the next evening, that means I have already spent three days with Louis and Harry. It seems a lot longer though, but time is flying quickly. We're all sitting, I have Mason in my arms, while we played UNO. I know it's an old game, but I have always enjoyed it. It was the UNO princess addition, and they both wouldn't stop making smart remarks about how I would go greatly along with the theme.

"How am I like a princess?" I ask as they continue on laughing at one of their corny jokes. Harry, Louis and I get on good together, shockingly. They keep me distracted from my thoughts all day long.

"You boss people around," Louis laughs.

"That and you look like one," Harry wipes tears from his eyes but then starts laughing again once Louis whispers something in his ear. I roll my eyes in annoyance.

"Can I use one of your phones?" I question.

It takes a second for the question to register in their brains, but soon enough Louis hands me his phone. "Here you go, Princess Ciara."

"Who are you calling?" Harry inquires, his voice shaky from laughing so much.

"My friend," I reply, dialing Jordan's number into the keypad. Harry nods and settles back down in his spot, beginning to shuffle the cards for a new game.

I bring the speaker to my ear and listen to the rings, I debate on whether to step outside or not when I speak with her. I stand up, feeling dizzy from standing up so quickly and balance Mason on my right arm. My left hand carries the iPhone closely to my ear as I sneak out the front door. The sun's still lit in the sky, reflecting rays of warmth onto the lawn. The grass looks dewy from this morning's drizzle, I admire nature. I thought it was breath taking.

"Hello?" Jordan's voice creaks into the phone, interrupting my thoughts.

I sigh with relief, it feels good to hear a warm and familiar voice. "It's Ciara," I said, pacing back and fourth on the cement porch. Mason holds a red toy car in his fist and is babbling on.

"I've been worried sick! I stopped by your house yesterday to drop off some things off but Mike said you stormed off without your phone the day before! Where the hell are you?" She asks with a concerned tone. I bite my lip, I wasn't positive on where I was.

"Im safe, and you talked to Mike? What did he say?" I take in a sharp breath, hoping he would of told her to give me an apology for him or something. Even if he did, it wouldn't change anything. He's still an asshole and I'm never going back to him.

"Nothing. Ciara, something happened when I was leaving. I'm not sure if I should tell you over the phone but I think you have the right to know," I shut my eyes, my mind already racing with ideas of what she could be leading on to say. I look out at the open road, I'm prepared to hear the worse.

"What happened?"

"Another girl was pulling into the driveway! Can you fucking believe that? After all you two have been through, he decides to throw it away with another girl! I'm so sorry, I wish I was there to cry with you." How long was he going to keep this up for if I never had left? I feel horribly bad for this girl! She'll be going through what I have gone through in the past year. Nobody deserves that kind of pain.

"Are you okay?" Jordan asks, making me lose it. I sink my knees down to the ground, crying out loud sobs. Mason stares at me, puzzled. He's still propped up in my lap, facing me while I try my hardest to stop crying. I end up dropping the phone and bringing my hands up to my head, why was I such a stupid girl? Why would the boy that cared about nothing, care about me? I'm breathing heavily as I wipe my moist face with the hem of Harry's shirt, how did this even happen to me? Why me? I wonder over and over again in my head, wanting God to send me an answer. Mason's still studying me in horror, obviously clueless of what was going on.