Paris and Eudora grew up in the home of the CEO of Jameson Inc and his wife, who were also known as their parents.
Although their parents were around, Eudora and Paris were raised by maids or butlers that would help them learn, whether it be academi...
I stared at Paris. She was laughing and joking with Ashton. It seemed like she didn't remember any of the fights, or she didn't care.
My head hurt, my eyes probably were still red and puffy. My eyes traveled to the bed; if I wouldn't of ignored her or been a brat, she wouldn't of ran off.
I felt eyes on me and looked up to see Paris and Ashton staring at me. "Huh?" I furrowed my eyebrows, confused by them looking at me.
"I asked you about Ashton and me," Paris spoke, sitting up, finally.
"Uh," I looked between the two that still had their eyes on me. "What do you mean, what about you and Ashton?" Ashton started laughing and Paris put her hand over her mouth, her shoulders shaking as she silently laughed.
I sighed, shaking my head and standing up. "I'm going to go find Zane," I spoke, using it as my answer. "I'll be back later."
Paris's mouth turned into a frown, Ashton facing her and shaking his head before making a joke. I smiled to myself, stepping outside of her room.
I watched where I went, my eyes searching for Clarissa and Zane.
I didn't mind Ashton or him being with Paris. I just didn't want to accept it. Just like I didn't want to accept Paris's cancer.
Instead, I had wanted to scream and yell at the doctors, telling them that they didn't know what they were doing. Good thing I kept my mouth shut.
I spotted Zane standing at the front desk, and rounded the corner to see Clarissa with him.
I walked over to the desk, looking at them. Clarissa saw me, pulling Zane and me away from the front desk as she looked at me.
"They're calling your parents," she stated, making my eyes go wide.
"What? Can't I just-" "I already tried to convince them not to," Clarissa spoke, cutting me off. I frowned.
"I'm going to warn Paris," I replied, turning on my heel. Zane laughed to himself before I heard his and Clarissa's footsteps following me.
I glanced in Paris's room before walking in and over to her. "Our parents are coming," I grumbled and she looked at me dumbfounded.
"What? Why?" I shrugged, looking at the ground. "Can't we just, um."
"Clarissa already tried," I answered, knowing what she wanted to do. We both wanted to.
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