I looked at the heartbreak in his eyes. I felt my chest tighten as his voice cracked when he asked why. "Because Ashton.. It's, it's none of your business to why." I spoke, trying to get a tad bit braver with my voice as I stood with trembling legs.
Walking over to my clothes I could hear him following in suit. I picked my things up and walked to the small changing room next to my things.
Rapidly, I changed in a minimum of 3 minutes to then see a patient Ashton holding my shoes. I nodded my head, thanking him as I steadied myself to put on my right shoe.
I felt him take my left shoe out of my hand and put it on my foot, I felt like Cinderella to be honest. "Thank you.." I whispered.
Ashton pulled me into a hug, and he was still a tad taller but it didn't bother me.
"I want to be the one to make you whole.." He spoke softly before walking out of the dance room.
I let out a deep breath of air that I feel like I've been holding for a while.
I put my clothes away and took my bag in hand and left the room, shutting off the lights.
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I stepped up the platform to enter the building which housed my loft. I was greeted by a friendly smile from the middle aged woman with light bags under her eyes and a few gray strands of hair falling out of her neat bun.
I returned the gesture and took the elevator up to where I stayed situated.
The door was already opened, noting that my mother was home. When I opened the door, Channing's parents were sitting on the white leather of our couch.
"Maggie.. Ryan.." I choked out, my chest tightening once more.
"Hello dear." Maggie, Channing's mother came forward, pulling me into a comforting hug.
"Brinley, Channing's parents are here because they wanted to give you a box.. From Channing." She spoke calmly.
I nodded, Ryan picked up a small/medium sized black box. It was the chest Channing always put important things in. I grabbed the box and thanked them both before making my way up to my bedroom.
I closed my door with my foot and set the box on the floor, taking my shoes off and sitting on my knees to open it.
I knelt over and looked inside, my heart dropped at the first thing I saw. Her diary, something not even I could look at. On top was a note.
Brinley, I honestly couldnt bring myself to tell you this in person. Or to even really discuss this with you. I've been dealing with this for quite some time. And I couldnt even really tell anyone of it.
Do you remember that time, a few months ago, that bonfire we had went to? Yeah, the one on the beach. Remember Chase? Well, me and him had done some things that night, and well.. Brinley Im pregnant.. Not only that but I've been doing it again. I've been cutting my legs once more. I know you dont like it, but the stress of this baby is happening.
That doctor's appointment I had went to, I went alone and it was to the OB/GYN. He had told me that due to my body type, for some reason I wont be showing.
Brinley, my parents wont accept this. No one will. Which is why Im doing this tonight.. Mom and dad arent home, you're at a dance competition 2 hours away. I love you so much, never forget that.
With love, Channing.
I let the salty tears drip down my face and onto this letter, she was pregnant.. Did he know? I- I dont even know anymore.
I set the diary down, wanting to save it for last. I rummaged though and saw a necklace that she always wore. The necklace hung on a thin sliver chain and had an crescent moon with portions carved on in an intricate design. There was a circle resting on it, signifying the sun, but it was as if there was a galaxy inside.
I took off the plain necklace with an elephant on it and gently placed her necklace around my newly bare neck. The cool metal brought goosebumps to my skin but soon faltered.
I continued looking through the box, finding her scrapbook, a few other valuables, some clothes, and at the very bottom of the box, my breath got caught in my throat. It was a medium 8 x 11 inch picture of an ultrasound. I flipped the picture over to see her writing.
This is the baby, she's healthy. Im naming her Casey Brinley Marsh.
I love you. x
I curled into a ball on the floor, and literally began sobbing. I missed her so much, and all this was like a dagger to my heart.
Ashton
I looked down at my phone, the boredom was just radiating off of all of us. "Im so booorreeddd." Michael dragged out. "No kidding." I responded.
"HOW ABOUT WE-" "no." the rest of us chorused, cutting Michael off.
We all wanted to do nothing, but something at the same time.
I still cant get what happened with Brinley at the studio in my head.
"Will you tell me?" I asked. "No." she told me softly.
My heart ached, and in all honesty I just wanted to help her. I was never really good and these sorts of things but I wanted to help her.
I dont understand why I was caught up so much on this one girl, but I just knew there was something different.
"So mates, we leave in 5 days." Calum notified me. And I realized he was right. We leave friday night. Meaning the biggest possibility of never seeing Brinley again. But I knew couldnt just grab her and bring her along tour with me.
I wouldnt have permission, and I wouldnt want to be the reason she stopped pursuing her dance career.
I wouldnt want someone to stop my dream, so I would never dare to do the same. But how would she even feel? I mean, would she feel this caught up as me or would she just act as though I was another celebrity she loved coming in an out of her beautiful city?
Would we get closer before my leave, or would I never gain another ounce of contact with her ever again?
I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the consuming thoughts of her. "Hey, why dont we go view the city? I mean, we've been here for 3 days and have only been to a few places. One of those days we chased down Brinley." Luke suggested.
Maybe that's what I needed, what we all needed. To go out and get some cool, fresh New York air. We all agreed.
I pulled on my black beanie and jacket, while attempting to shove my feet in my vans. Once I was ready, I grabbed my phone, pushing it into the tight pocket of my jeans as we left the hotel room.
