MADDIES POV
I ran into my bedroom and slammed the door. I was so tired, I could barely move. I was about to jump onto my bed, until I realized that Kendall's notebook was still there. I stared at it for a second. Should I keep reading? Should I just shove it into a fire and burn it, so I wouldn't have anymore pain? I pushed all of my thoughts from my mind and just decided to shower first, because I was pretty sweaty. But first, I had to hide the notebook. I took a random pair of sweatpants and the notebook and shoved them under the bed, the notebook hidden under the pants.
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I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel over my tan body, also another one in my hair. Walking into my room, I adjusted my towel. Once my bedroom door was closed, I let the towel fall and I put on my pjs. I sighed and fell onto my bed. It was pretty late at night now. The moon's bright light had been covered by the many clouds in the sky. I looked at the alarm clock sitting on my nightstand. It read 10:48. I sighed and decided to get some sleep. I peeled the covers from the bed and lay down. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.
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2 hours. That's how long I have been awake. By now I had given up trying to sleep, and I had been staring at the ceiling for around 10 minutes. I sighed. It wasn't just insomnia that was keeping me awake. It was the thoughts bouncing around in my brain. The thoughts of; should I read it? What did I do to Kendall? Who's next on the list? Is it me? Finally, after pondering the thought of actually reading the notebook, not just thinking about it, I sat up in bed. I turned on my lamp and got out of bed, and kneeled down to where the notebook lay under my bed, covered by sweat pants.
I lifted up the Abby Lee dance wear sweat pants and grabbed the notebook. I hopped back into bed and held the notebook up to the light. I exhaled, stalling myself from opening the book. I finally flipped open the cover and turned to the third page. It read:
Reason #2
So your brave enough to read on. I'm not very surprised, actually. I wonder how long it took you to actually pick up this notebook again. Seconds? Minutes? Hours? Days? Weeks? Months? Well, that doesn't matter. Because now you get to read about the next reason on my list of why I...you know. Reason number two is...Zara.
Zara Celia. I was always so jealous of you. You have a beautiful name, when I was stuck with Kendall Vertes. You have beautiful blonde hair, when I was stuck with brown. The only thing I wasn't jealous of was your eyes. We had a very similar eye color, realize that I am using the word HAD instead of HAVE, and WAS instead of AM.
I'm guessing that whoever is reading this is wondering why dear, sweet Zara is reason number two on my list. Well, I'll tell you. She isn't the angel everyone believes she is. When she wants something, BELIEVE ME, she gets it, no matter the cost. And if your wondering what she wanted from me, she wanted Ryan Carlson. Well, he wasn't actually mine. He was my crush. And guess who he happened to have a crush on? Yep, you guessed it. Not Zara.
So when Ryan seemed the tiniest bit interested in me, she decided to take that away from me.
Authors Note: I am so sorry for the short update, and I haven't been updating recently. I was just having writers block. By the way, thank you for commenting characters! And also, OMG! 200+ READS!!! ILYSM!
~Kat😘
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