Jimmy and I left our left our phones in the living room and on silent as we went to make lunch. Bailey was out helping his girlfriend Kyah pack. She would've moved in last week, but she didn't have all her stuff packed yet. So Bailey's gone over to help her.
We made scrambled eggs, bacon and toast. We mucked around while we made it, but it was fun! "You're fun to be around, Jim," I told him as we both smiled.
"You too, Laurey," he kissed my cheek as we took our plates to the table and ate there.
Fifteen minutes of laughter, jokes, lovey dovey shit, and happiness went by as we finished eating. We decided to grab our phone's and check our notifications.
I had gotten roughly 40 messages on the group chat, 15 missed calls from the crew, and 8 private messages from Chris and Chandler. Jimmy's was the same. We decided to read some of the messages the crew sent.
WHY AREN'T YOU GUYS ANSWERING?!
SHITS GOING DOWN!
WE NEED YOU GUYS HERE!
MARK AND GARRET ARE HAVING A FIGHT!
WHY AREN'T YOU TWO ANSWERING?!
ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONES!
GARRET'S BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF MARK!We hopped in the car and drove to Garret's place. It took about five minutes until we arrived at his place. Then the unspeakable happened... we saw Mark get thrown through the window.
Jimmy and I quickly hopped out the car and ran to see if Mark was fine. I looked up to find Sydney looking out the window, smirking evilly. Then she saw me. Her smirk quickly became a death stare. She looked away as I did the same, terrified of what she'll do to me.
"Where the fuck were you guys?!" Chris asked once he came out to check on Mark.
"Well, sorry, our phones were on silent!" Jimmy argued as Chris checked if Mark was still breathing.
"Can we at least do something to help?" I asked before Chris death stared me.
"No, you've done enough," he answered harshly, glaring at me.
"Chris, she's done nothing wrong!" Jimmy stood up for me.
"Well, according to Sydney, Mark was kissing Lauren two weeks ago and then he told Sydney she kissed him!"
"I swear you're all fucking dumb! Lauren did nothing wrong, Sydney's fucking brainwashing you guys!"
"Are you sure? She even has photo proof!"
"She's manipulating you guys!"
"How do you know?"
"She fucking photoshopped it! I never left Lauren for one minute!"
"Does Lauren go with you everywhere?"
"Only if she wants to! She's rarely around Mark!"
Then Chris talked shit about me. "Lauren's fucking ugly! She's useless! Weak! Why do you even love someone as shitty as her?!"
Tears started to form as I was tempted to run away. Then I heard Jimmy say, "You know what, that's what you think. I think she's perfect! She's pretty! Amazing! Gorgeous! She can actually sing pretty well, and play the piano, drums and guitar! Her personalities are what make her perfect! I don't care if she looks ugly one day, she's perfect for me! Why are we even friends if you really hate me and Lauren?"
I stopped thinking about it when I heard Jimmy say, that's what you think. He really does love me. I listened to every word. I could tell Chris was speechless. I walked back and grabbed Jimmy's hand. We walked back to the car and headed home.
Once we were home, we saw Bailey and Kyah sitting on the porch. They looked over at us as we hopped out the car.
"Didn't think you'd come back early!" Bailey said as I looked at him sadly. "What happened?"
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My Brother's Best Friend
FanfictionALTERNATE UNIVERSE (literally almost like ours except a little different) *************************** "Hey, Bailey?" I said his name after he and Jimmy helped me bring the boxes to my room. "Yeah, little sis?" he walked back into my room after walki...