The Choice

Chapter 12

I woke up to my phone buzzing beside me. Kian was still asleep so I answered it quietly.

"Connor. What do you want? It's 10:30am!" I ask Connor quietly

"Late sleeper, eh Ri?"

"Let me ask you again, what do you want?" Getting annoyed as I've been woken up.

"I'm throwing a party for Ellie's birthday tonight. Starts at 7. You and Kian are on decoration duty. See you at 5 to set up. Bye!" And with that he hung up.

I decided not to tell Kian in a normal way. Instead I unraveled myself from his arms and ran downstairs, into the kitchen and grabbed the air horn sam left here.

I taped it to the back of the bathroom door and jumped into the bed.

"Kian" i whispered. Nothing. "KIAN" I shouted hitting his arm. Nothing. "IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP I'LL BREAK UP WITH YOU!!!"

"What?!" God I love his sexy morning voice.

"Can you go get me some headache tablets and a glass of water? I've got a migraine," I lied. This is a good prank.

"Sure, where are they?"

"In the bathroom. Second drawer on the left." I replied smiling.

*Loud Airhorn Sound* . I couldn't help but laugh as Kian fell over screaming.

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2hrs later, Walmart.

"Kian, what does Ellie like exactly?" I ask while wandering around clueless what to get for decorations.

"5SOS and One Direction, I think..."Kian says quite slowly and unsurely.

"You think?"

"Don't all teenage girls love them?"

"I guess that's true," I smile and laugh. It is true. Who can't love British and Aussie boys? Eh am I right?

We wander around looking at decorations. We end up getting fabric, hand stitched bunting with pink and blue polka dots on them. Tinsel (it's around december), for the railings of the staircase. Party hats, doubt anyone will wear them, but still. About 50x10 packs of fairy lights in the shape of stars, multicoloured of course, to hand up around the living room and kitchen where the party will be held. and a heap of other stuff. Kian and I pay for the items just as I get a text from Connor.

from: Con Da Bon-Can you also get a cake? running outta time here peeps!!!!

to: Con Da Bon-Sureeeeeeee! Anything in particular?

from: Con Da Bon-cupcake style. She LOVES cupcakes btw. So go to that bakery down the street from Papa Johns. They do amazing cakes.

to: Con Da Bon-fine. Byee ly x

And with that, Kian and I set off for the bakery.

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Kian's POV

I look over at Ria who is trying her hardest to hold in her excitement. We gaze upon the most beautiful cakes that we have ever seen! Not even joking. I walk around the bakery to the section that says 'cupcake cakes'. Perfect.

"RIA! COME HERE NOW!!" I yell across the shop.

"Ohmyfuckinggod!" she says super fast in joy, "I FOUND THE CAKE!!"

It was a cupcake shaped cake, made out of cupcakes ranged in colour from the deepest and darkest blues at the bottom up to the lightest pinks at the top. I swear it included 250 cupcakes and was about 3 feet tall.

I walk over to the lady at the cash register, "how can I help you, young man?", the mid-thirties woman asks me.

"How much for the cupcake made of cupcakes?" I ask in response. Hoping it's not too much. Anything for Ellie though. I can't get her out of my mind! Kian stop. You're with Ria now.

"Sir?" the woman waves in my face, "that'll be seventy dollars, but I'll accept fifty." I hand her $60 and ask her to get the cake delivered at our address.

On our drive home, Ria was very quiet. All I could hear was her heavy, steady breathing. She was staring out the window the whole time we were in the car so far. 30 minutes of this ride left...

I switch the radio on and I hear about 40 seconds of Iggy Azalea's song, Black Widow, before Ria turns it off.

"Why are you being such a bitch?" I yell at her. She doesn't respond, instead she starts crying.

"You have no idea what I'm going through Kian! Instead of asking, you yell at me for being a bitch? Seriously?!" she whisper-yells back.

Ria's POV

"You have no idea what I'm going through Kian! Instead of asking, you yell at me for being a bitch? Seriously?!" I whisper-yell back at him, not even looking him in the eye. I just keep replaying the same moment from 4 years ago, over and over in my head...I still haven't told Kian why I moved here. I told Sam though.

"Whatever you're going through can't be that bad!" He keeps yelling at me?

"Oh so you don't call my dad murdering my mom when I was 12 bad? You don't call him raping me everyday after I turned 13, bad? You don't call him locking me in a room all day and night until I escaped, bad? You have NO idea Kian! You have no idea what it was like! Today is the day that all started...Today is the 4th anniversary of my mom's death...you don't call that bad? I had to watch my own mother get murdered by my dad!" I scream at him., causing him to slam the brakes on.

"I...I had no idea. I'm so sor-" he tries.

"No! Save it. Think about what someone could be going through before you call them a bitch!" I say getting out the car and opening the trunk to get out the shopping.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asks

"What does it look like? I'm getting a lift home." And with that he leaves, in the direction we just came from.

The only person I wanted to talk to was Sam. I need my bestfriend. I hover over his name before pressing dial.

He answers after 4 rings.

"Sam?" I choke up.

"OMG! What's wrong? Where are you? Why do I hear traffic?" he asks about a million and one questions.

"Can you pick me up? I'm outside the BP gas station along the coast...I'll explain everything then."

"Sure, be there in 10."

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A/N

Long chapter 'cause I uploaded a day late and I got my bluetooth keyboard working :D

Expect a few long chapters as it's easier to type on a keyboard rather that an iPad...

I won't upload a day late anymore.

I start school on Thursday so it'll be hard to write these but Im'ma do it cause I love y'all

~Ria xo

I love you my beautiful readers <3