Silence. || Baysha - [Bayley + Sasha Banks]

silence. | chapter seven

Sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 24ᴛʜ | 9:50 ᴀ.ᴍ | Sᴀsʜᴀ ʙᴀɴᴋs

"Wait a minute.. Something is not right.." Becky says as she nudges my arm lightly. "How come Bayley's parents and the people who adopted her have the same last name?" Becky wandered and I look at her with a face of realization.

She's right.

"You're right. This woman look an awful lot like Bayley's adoptive mother." I say and we head back to study hall.

Again, I write it down.

Becky and Charlotte sat at the same desk as me. Bayley was over in the corner again but, this time she had her head down.

"What do you guys think about it?" I asked them and Charlotte shrugs.

"There's obviously something wrong. That's for sure." Charlotte says and Becky nods.

"You think maybe they are all related in some way or another?" I wander and they exhale.

"Maybe." Becky answered and we all looked at Bayley.

After school, I decided to take Bayley home. It's the least I could do since she wanted me to help her and I couldn't.

"Bayls." I called running up to her and grabbing her hand. She didn't pull away. Which was good. "Come. I'm taking you home." I state and she follows me without hesitating.

She trusts me. I gained her trust!

She was writing something the entire ride in the car. I pulled up at her house and she passed me the paper quickly getting out of the car.

I don't open the paper until I get home. I got into my room and unfolded the paper.

6:01 ᴘ.ᴍ

'Sandra and Paul are my real parents. My mom died of a drug overdose they told me. Samantha is nmp.'

Nmp?

"Nmp? What does that mean?" I say thinking aloud to myself. "Bayley, you always seem to confuse me." I say sighing. "How am I supposed to help you?" I say snapping a photo and sending it to Becky and Char.

Sash 💕 : Bayley wrote this and gave it to me. What does nmp mean?

Bex 👽 : Nmp? That's not a acronym for anything I know of.

Char 💙 : Me neither. 😪

Sash 💕 : I'll go to her house and ask her.

Bex 👽 : Probably not a good idea.

Sash 💕 : Don't care. I'm going.

I put my phone into my pocket and sneak outside. Maribelle and her parents were still here and she saw me.

"Ooh, where are you going?" She asked with her arms folded. I continue walking.

"None of your fucking business." I answer closing the door behind me. I hear it reopen as I pulled my car door open.

"I'm telling!" She yelled.

"Tell then. Make sure to take that piece of cabbage from between your teeth." I say getting into the car and starting it. I sped off.

I got to Bayley's house and I knocked on the door. About three minutes later, a man answers the door. He highly stunk of alcohol and nacho cheese.

"H-hi um, I'm Sasha. Can I talk to Bayley?" I asked nicely and I see Bayley and her adoptive mom sitting at the dinner table.

"No - she can't talk." He is about to slam the door I block the door from closing with my foot and he charges at me wrapping one hand around my neck.

I feel my breath cut short as I try to get his hand off of me.

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