VAUGHN'S P.O.V
10 years ago.....
4TH Grade
Because of the feeling of out of place inside the classroom I decided to go out.
"Why are you crying?" a girl wearing a pink hairband asked me. I'm here in our flower garden at the back of our classroom crying.
I didn't answer her but continue to cry. She panicked while looking at my state.
With nervousness she asked me again. "You didn't like it here, don't you? That's why you are crying?"
"No. That's not it." I replied shortly.
"Then why are you crying?"
"The school is beautiful but I don't want to be here. I left my friend in my former school without saying goodbye. A... and I hate it. She will...hate me."
"Why did you left?" she asked and sits beside me. I looked at her weakly.
She got no answer from me. I watched as the rose petals fall from my hands to the ground.
"If you want I can be your friend."
"Really?"
"Of course. You seem nice and I don't have a lot of friends." She smiled displaying her cute two dimples.
I spoke first without hesistation. "I'm Vaughn."
"Stella. So friends?"
"Let's be friends."
7 years after......
"Vett I have something to tell you." Stella said excitedly.
"What is it?" I put my phone down and looked at her.
"Clio and I are dating."
"You two what??" I asked her in disbelief. My eyes went wide.
They are dating? What was she thinking? She knew what kind of man Clio is and now she's dating him? Is she nuts?
She linked her arms to mine and leaned on me. "Don't be mad at me Vett. He's so sweet and so caring. No girl can say no to a guy like that."
"Are you serious? You just met him, what? Like couple of days ago? You're unbelievable. You don't even know him properly."
She pouted.
"It's not like we're doing something illegal. You should be proud because I'm not on drugs." She chuckled.
Can I smack this girl?
ARLLES' P.O.V
I was in the middle of my sleep when I heard my phone ringing.
What the?
I didn't mind it and go back to sleep but it starts ringing after the first ring.
Who dared to disturb my sleep?
Unwillingly I reached my phone in the table beside my bed and answer it without looking at the caller.
"Shoot or I will shoot you," I said in a deadly voice to the other line.
I heard a laugh. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Chillax bro. I didn't mean to disturb you but I think you forgot about our engagement tonight."
"Tonight? I don't-
"I know that's why I called you to make you remember." He said and chuckled.
I huffed, "I'm not finished talking. What I want to say is that I don't feel like coming."
"You can't back out bro. It's settled."
"Copy," I replied and then hanged up. What time is it? I looked at the time on my phone and it read 7:45 pm. I guess I have less than 10 minutes to prepare.
I didn't want to get up but I have to. Now I regretted that I agreed to this. Tonight is not my night to deal this, I'm sucked up. I didn't have enough sleep yesterday because I arrived at home at 5:00 am and went to school at 8. In fact, I didn't know about tonight, it Jade's doing I didn't have a chance to take a bath but I don't have to worry about it, I took a bath before I went to sleep.
Jade sent me a text and said I have to make it fast. I rolled my eyes, it's his fault that he didn't wake me up early than the time. I'm wearing a white plain t-shirt. I paired it up to my black skinny jeans and a pair of black rubber shoes. I love wearing black.
Exactly 7:57 pm I arrived at the warehouse where I can see Jade and the rest of the group standing at the door. My house is just a few blocks away from here if you ask me.
VAUGHN'S P.O.V
When I arrived at the warehouse Stella gave me I saw more than 10 men standing by the door, some of them are outside their car and some are leaning in their motorbike. I'm furious if you'd ask me. I'm outnumbered but I won't back out. I can't let Stella have her way to me and to Dmitri.
I checked myself one last time before going out of my car. Tonight I'm wearing a black leather jacket with a plain white t-shirt as inner, skinny jeans as my lower that I can move freely and comfortable and a pair of black boots with a 1-inch heel. I'm also wearing a pair of black gloves, just in case. I straighten my hair and put some smoky eye shadows and a bloody red as a lip tint. As the cool breeze of the night kissed my face I felt a lump in my throat. I felt sick of the thought that the person who once my buddy is now destroying my life.
Oh well, let's bring it on.
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NEVER WALK BACKWARDS
Ficção GeralThe unforgotten past is like a clanging cymbal. What would Vaughn do to go over with her past that still haunts her?