Shawns POV:
I look up at Graces window as I sing. I see her standing there watching me. She disappears from view then I see her walk out the front door. She sits down next to me. I put my guitar down as she lies her head in my lap. I start playing with her hair. I glance up and see Cam standing there. He looks pissed off. Is he jealous of her?
Cam's POV:
Once I carry Grace into her room. I sit down on her bed and she cuddles into me. Soon we can hear Shawn melodic voice. Grace stands up and goes over to the window. I see her smile in the reflection of the window.
She then turns and goes downstairs. I watch from the window as she goes outside to where Shawn is. I walk downstairs. I go over to the open door and look out. Grace has her head in Shawns lap while he plays with her hair.
An odd feeling courses through my body. It feels like my heart just exploded. Wait what? Do I like Grace? Am I jealous of her and Shawn? Shawn looks up and gives me a confused look before continuing to talk to Grace.
Graces POV:
Shawn and I talk while he plays with my hair. 'You don't need to answer if you don't want to but how did your sister die,' Shawn asks?
*FlashBack*
'Becca,' I shout out. The car flips a few times before finally stopping. 'Rebecca,' I scream again. She doesn't answer me. I try get out of the car but I can't. Searing pain shoots through my body. There's something stuck in my side and my arm is bent at an odd angle.
I hear sirens approaching us. I see someone pull Becca out of the car. Then paramedics attempt to find a way to get me out. My vision starts to go hazy. The last thing I hear is a paramedic say 'hurry she's losing blood,' before I black out.
I wake up in a hospital bed. I see my arm is in a cast. I try sit up but searing pain rips through my upper torso. I click the nurse button and a doctor walks in.
'Miss Kingsley see your awake. How are you feeling,' she asks? 'Alright I guess,' I say. 'Well it seems you have 4 broken ribs. A crushed hand and a minor concussion,' she says. 'Wheres my sister,' I ask? 'What does she look like,' the doctor asks? 'Blonde hair, brown eyes, olive skinned,' I say. 'Oh her,' the doctor pauses, 'I'm sorry but she passed away a few hours ago.'
*End Of FlashBack*
I finish explaining and cry. I sit up and Shawn hugs me. 'We were on our way home from my singing lessons,' I say, 'I haven't sung since.' 'And that's why your parents blamed you,' he says. I nod. He comfortingly kisses my forehead.
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Letters To Them
FanfictionThis is about a girl who writes letters to the MagCon boys about her struggles in life. Hope you enjoy. It haves very serious issues so don't read if you can't handle, drugs, alcohol, violence, abuse.