The lasting Bad boy

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Picture of the diner they are in!

Shitty update but it's something

V A N E S S A // P O V :

In my seventeen years of knowing Jasmine, we have never had a dull moment of no words or even laughter being spoken, but that wasn't the case today, as the sound of the air conditioning inside the diner made the awkward tension in the air even more awkward.

We sat at the bar on the high up stools, while people rolled around on roller blades and the chef in the back flipped and tossed burgers.

You could hear some Elvis song playing in the background as the bright colours were Splashed on most of the furniture.

The tv hung on the wall to my right showing the
Weather forecast for this week and Saturday was looking good for a beach day.

Turning to my left, I see Jasmine playing with her milkshake as she twirls the straw around the cup and then finally takes a sip.

I never really understood her choice in strawberries, because she hates that in her milkshakes but I didn't question it.

Seeing how this was a fragile time for her, I carefully say my next words "Jasmine, can we please talk. I need to hear you say something" I pleaded.

She didn't respond as she just continues to twirl her straw around her cup. I huff in frustration as I grab the milkshake from her hands and put it in no arms reach.

"Hey! Give it back I payed for that" She screamed, for the first time in the two hours we have been sitting here.

"Okay calm down, I'll give it back but can you please talk to me" I asked as I looked her in the eye.

She looked at me for a good two seconds, and even a blind person could tell that this pregnancy news is really getting to her.

I mean my best friend Jasmine is pregnant!

How can this not effect her, "I really thought that this wouldn't happen" She whispered.

As she finally talked to me about something other than asking back for her milkshake.

"What do you mean" I carefully asked, not wanting to push my limit.

"I mean, I've been throwing up in the morning for the past four weeks, I feel really nauseous at school sometimes, the strange craving I get randomly at times and the obvious fact that I haven't got my period this month. How did I not see this and how am I going to tell people? Will I tell people?" She said sighing at the end.

"Well are you going to tell James?" I question.

She turns to look at me like I've grown two heads "Are you crazy! What's the point in telling him if I'm just going to get ri-" I stop her before she can even continue that sentence.

"Don't you even think of saying that, how could you" I said my voice coming off judgemental and rude.

But honestly I could care less

"What do you mean 'How could you' it's my baby-" She said

"Oh so now your actually considering it your baby after you just talked about killing your child" I said interrupting her.

"It's not your choice or call to make. I'm the one carrying the damn thing" She said glaring at me.

"It takes two to f.ucking tango Jas and how would you like it if I were to call up James for a visit, and ask him what he thinks"

Her eyes seemed like they had turned this dark shade of brown as he face turned this dark shade of red and her left hand clutched the glass milkshake tightly, almost as if it was going to break

"Take that back, and don't even think for a second about calling James cause if you do I'll tell Elijah about why you really broke up with him" She said squinting her eyes as she tested my patience.

I laughed, but not in a humours way "You really are a bitch, I'm actually trying to help you and your just trying to loose my trust for you"  I said truly hurt.

What happened between Elijah and I, and why we broke up was not truly innocent and the only person that knows is Jasmine, so I'm shocked she brought it up.

"Well if I'm a bicth then your a hoe, I mean first my brother then the little accidental kiss with this Noah guy, and only god knows what you've been doing with Elliot" She spoke rolling her eyes.

"And to think you couldn't get any worse" My voice holding so much hate towards her now.

Suddenly she gets up from her seat, leaning her head down to slurp up the rest of her milkshake.

She then grabs her wallet off the bar table and waves before speaking "It did get worse, find your own way home" She bitterly said as she walks out the door.

And to think we'd have a nice conversation.

| End of the chapter |

I'm so sorry for the lack of updates I legit have no inspiration but I suddenly had some today so I started writing, I mean it's not much but it's something..right?

Anyways hope you enjoyed and i'll see u hopefully next week Friday if I get a chapter done by then.

Bye my lovelies xoxo