promise // matthew espinosa

Chapter 18

~ Brianna

I woke up, not really feeling tired at all. I looked at Matt for a moment. He's so perfect.

"I can feel you staring at me," he said, his eyes still closed.

"I'm going down to to the beach."

I got up off the couch, stretched a bit, and walked upstairs. I threw on my bikini and t-shirt, grabbed my phone and a can of AriZona, and skipped down the trail. Setting my things down, I laid in the sand and shuffled one of my favorite playlists. It was cloudy outside, but still warm. This is my favorite kind of the weather. I was relaxing, without a care in the world. I wanna forget about everything that's happened. It's just too much. I closed my eyes, took a deep breathe, and sighed. Sometimes, I wish I could escape the world.

~ Nash

I woke up this morning, not really early. Everyone was doing their own thing today, so I thought I could go down to the beach and body surf or something. I noticed someone laying in the sand as I made my way down the trail. Brianna. I couldn't really tell if she was asleep or not.

"Hey!"

She seemed startled.

"Don't scare me like that!"

"Brianna?"

"Yea?"

"Wanna go...SWIMMING?!"

I picked her up and dragged her into the sea, which was surprisingly warmer than usual. She was under the water, and didn't seem to be breathing.

"Brianna?"

"RAWR!" she yelled, surfacing.

"Oh my god."

"PAYBACK!" she laughed.

I lifted her and held her close as I walked deeper into the ocean. Our eyes met and I couldn't help myself. I kissed her.

~ Tristan

I was thrown into a cell before I could even speak. Matt, Nash, and Shawn had enough shit on me already. They saw me. I don't even know why I did it. I love Brianna. I would do anything for her. She friend zoned me hard, calling me her brother. I couldn't help myself. I was drunk anyways. Cam's parents have an entire liquor supply in the locked cabinet, which I found the key to. I was only in the holding cell for about three hours when I saw someone approaching me. Acacia? What's she doing here?

"You've been bailed out," the officer said.

I nodded and was pulled into Acacia's car. The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"Okay Tristan. The only reason I bailed you out is because I need your help."

"It depends, what is it?"

"Keep in mind that if you don't help me, you're gonna end up back in jail."

I sighed. I have no choice.

"Okay I'll help you."

"I need you to get me pregnant."

"WHAT THE...ACACIA? HELL NO!"

"Oh relax, if my plan doesn't work, I'm getting an abortion."

"And if it does work?"

"You don't have to be involved."

"I-I don't know."

"Do you want your freedom or not?"

"I do it's just-"

"Let's go."

She grabbed me and forced me into this ghetto motel room. Once we were in, she locked the door behind us. I guess I deserve this.

"Take your shirt off," she demanded.

"What?"

"TAKE IT OFF!"

I groaned and slipped my shirt off. What did I get myself into?

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