Unstable {Brooklyn Beckham} *DISCONTINUED*

Chapter 4; I Forgot (+A/N)

Before I start I want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Now straight after Christmas has passed I'm going on a small road trip to see my grandparents down south from where I live and I most likely won't have wi-fi there. I may be able to publish one chapter after this before the new year as I will be back home on New Year's Eve. However, on New Years Day I'm going on a holiday to Thailand and I definitely won't be able to upload then and I won't come home until January 10th. So that's my holiday plan, and I'm sorry if it may appear slow it's just I won't have available wi-fi. So, if I don't upload until next year I just want to say a quick thank you for all your support through this book and 'Unpredictable' you guys are the best readers ever and let's hope 2017 is going to be an awesome year for this book!!!!

Now onto the chapter.

Xxxxx

-----JACINTA'S POV-----

She dragged me outside the streets surrounding the Eiffel Tower, we crossed the bridge and brought me to a Nike store. Is she serious?

"I'm sponsored by Nike so, yes, I'm serious," she laughs poking her tongue out at me. "And I'm sponsored by their rival Adidas, Tony, if the paps see me..."

"Oh well who cares, since when did you care about them?"

I place my hands on my hips, "Since always, they're the reason why I kept my identity a secret years ago."

She nods her head in defeat, "Touché."

"Come on, I want to buy some shoes."

I give in and stomp my foot groaning, "Fine."

I feel like I'm the only one who's grown up from my fifteen days.

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I can't believe that I'm saying this, but I bought things. I bought a new pair of Nike Free Runners, some sports bras and a backpack.

Adidas, I'm so sorry.

Walking around the streets, Tony brings up a new conversation, "Y'know, I miss Luce."

"Luce?"

There was only one girl I knew with that name, and I could never forget those frizzy blonde locks and green eyes.

"Yeah, I've been catching up with her recently. I haven't said a word to her for a few weeks now. How is she?"

I stopped walking, after my knee surgery Tony and Lucy became good friends. And I let her go, I haven't said a word to her since the day I was in my hospital bed, two years ago. Here's Tony not seeing her for a few weeks. A few weeks. That compared to two years.

Oh my God, have I been replaced?

"I-I, oh my god," I mutter in shock, she's forgotten about me. I ditched her, never spoke to her. Tony sighs and places a hand on my shoulder for support, "You haven't seen her for two years have you?"

I shake my head stiffly worried that if I shake my head hard enough the devil's hands will snap my neck killing me on the spot for being the terrible childhood friend that I am.

"I haven't even spoken to her," I breathe in shock the tears stinging my eyes.

"Oh boy," Tony says concerned, "Looks like it's story time. Let's sit down come on."

I nod, desperate to know about Lucy. How she's going, how she's feeling, where she is, what she's doing. I just want to know...if she's forgotten about me.

Tony sits me down worried that if she lets go I'll drop all my bags and faint to the floor.

"Now, where do I begin?"