Compassion (MAJOR EDITING) #Wattys2015

Chapter 18

Andrea

"He said what?!" My friend Chanel asked and laughed in my face. "What are you trying to say." I said through gritted teeth and she just shrugged. "All I'm saying is Brielle is very weak when you hit her in the right spot. Just say something about her weight or some shit and she'll shut up. I promise you." She said and held up her magazine to read while the lady was doing our toenails. "You're the one that's supposed to be her friend." She rolled her eyes and fake gagged. "As if."

Brielle

I woke up to the smell of blueberry pancakes and bacon, which made me hurry to brush my teeth and make my way downstairs to greet my husband. "Harry!!" I yelled and ran down the steps, only to be caught in his arms. "Well good morning to you too, darling." He said and leaned down to kiss me passionately. "I made you breakfast." I nodded and pointed to my nose. "I smelled it when I woke up this morning, silly. The whole house smells like blueberry pancakes and bacon!" I said and clapped my hands together. "You're adorable." He murmured into my neck but as soon as he did, we heard the first baby's cry of the day. "Geez. They cry a lot don't they?" I asked and he laughed but nodded. "Of course, honey. They're babies." I watched as he ran upstairs and into Prince's room. "Eat up, love! I'll be down shortly!" He yelled downstairs and I yelled an okay before going over to the oven. "Mmh. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, and biscuits. My favorite American breakfast." I grinned and poured myself some orange juice then took a seat on one of the bar stools. "BRI!!!" I heard minutes later and almost choked on my piece of bacon. I frantically ran upstairs to Harry and paused at the door. "What is it?! What's wrong!" I said out of breath and Harry turned around with Prince in his arms. "He cooed at me!" He said with tears in his eyes and a smile bigger than the one on the kool aid man. "I can't believe it..I'm so lucky to have you guys." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist as he rocked Prince back and forth in his arms. "No. We're lucky to have you."

Andrea

"You know, I actually believed for a second that you would actually go through with this plan! But no! You have to go and get all soft on me now. What happened to 'hit her where it hurts,' Chanel?!" I asked, frustrated and banging my hands on the steering wheel. "Now you wanna back out when we're right there and close to getting Harry to myself and that bitch away from him?!" Chanel just picked at her already chipped red nails and sighed to herself. "I just can go through with it...Brielle has been my best friend for years." I rolled my eyes and turned to look at her. "Really? You're going to pull that card? She's your best friend. Right. Because best friends plot to get rid of the other and allow other women to steal their husbands whenever they please." Chanel unhooked her seatbelt and turned to me. "Just because you're an evil bi-" I cut her off. "Say it and I'll kick your ass right out of this car. Living or not." She gulped and shut her mouth quick. I was going to get Harry, if it's the last thing I do.