I got up as they had all left. I was just now sitting by myself wallowing. Mark still hadn't let me in. I was alone.
Digging the phone Maggie gave me from the bottom of my bag I call Mark. I was slowly making my way towards the building as I dialed his number. After what seemed like the tenth try he finally answered.
"Hello?"
"What took you so long?" I ask, annoyed.
"I was just-" he muttered.
"You lost it, didn't you?" I mock. He's always giving me crap from misplacing it and now here he was doing just that.
He gasps, "how dare you?"
I laugh. "Meet me at the line like always. Don't be late."
I hang up not waiting for his response.
"Well, well, well, look who we have here." A girl I've never seen before stands before me. Her blond hair glowing under the sun as her bright blue eyes glare at me. She has a red hair girl standing on one side. Her green eyes glaring right at me as well. On the other side another blond girl with grey eyes that seem to be glaring. I'm not sure if she's confused or what but her expressions changed.
"Excuse me?" I finally say.
"For an orphan bitch you have the audacity to think you can just come here and pretend to own the place," the girl sneers.
I look around, mostly behind me, because I'm sure she didn't have the nerve to come talk nonsense to me.
"Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about." She glares more profoundly. "You ever try anything else on my man, I'll make you regret ever coming here."
"Your man? What man?"
"Don't pretend you haven't thrown yourself at Joseph. He's mine, got that?" She steps closer.
I laugh. I'm not sure what brought that out but I just laugh as if she said the most hilarious thing ever. I mean she kind of did.
"What's so funny?" She asks getting irritated.
"You can keep that trash of a boy."
I try to side step them but she pushes me back. I now look at her with the same annoyance. She falters after seeing my face but stands her ground.
"I'm not done with you, you're nothing but an unwanted-" she began to sneer.
"Bold of you to say," Andrea interrupts, as she comes to stand next to me. "Don't you anything better to do?"
"You're one to talk. Don't you get tired throwing yourself at someone that clearly doesn't care for you?" The girl smiles wickedly.
"At least I stick with one and not throw myself at everyone that breathes around me," Andrea looks calm but I can see her finger twitch.
"Aww, at least I don't go unwanted."
They laugh as they walk away. Andrea just rolls her eyes and walks off without another word.
I had all the intentions of heading inside but what they said didn't still well with me. I didn't need Andrea to save me. I was more than capable of defending myself.
I find myself standing at their table as they gossip. Noticing me the girl was about to make a snark comment when I reach for the confused one's strawberry milkshake. It was those that you shake before twisting the cap open to drink.
It was already open so I just took it and dumped it on the blue eyed one's head. She looks at me in shock as the liquid runs down her hair towards her face and clothes. I let every last drop drench her.
I place the empty bottle right at the same spot I had taken it from. Leaning close I look at the shocked girl's eyes and whisper, "mess with her again and you'll be finding yourself drenched in something else besides milk."
I left her and my threat behind.
I reach the doors just in time to hear Andrea snort a laugh just before she disappears into the trees. I smile as I walk in.
Mark is waiting for me as I arrive.
As I pull over by him I lower the window, "get in loser."
He laughs as he reaches for the door. I lock him out. Making him snap his attention to me. I laugh as he looks confused.
I unlock it so he can get in the passenger side. I know he wanted to say something but I just drove towards the Burke's. I'm sure he prefers if he drove but I wasn't happy with him.
Angie and John still haven't arrived. I head upstairs to my room. Mark silently follows.
"Okay, are you seriously not going to say anything?" I say sitting on my bed.
"I don't know what to say," he admits.
"Start by telling me why haven't you let me in."
"I can't," he sighs. Running his hands through his hair he starts to pace. "I can't, not because I don't want to. I can't because..." he trails off.
"There's something you don't want to tell me," I sigh.
"It's a secret. Not my secret."
A secret. We've never had secrets.
"Okay, but you can still let me in. You can just not think about it and I wouldn't-" I stop. He was shaking his head. Whatever the secret was it was too big for him to not think about. He's probably thinking of it as we speak.
"Then what? You block me off forever? It's how we've always communicated, Mark. I've come to rely having you with me." I know it's not fair but it's the truth. I needed him with me. He kept me sane. If I lost him then I'd lose myself in my own mind.
"I'm sorry," he crouches in front of me. With his eyes he pleads for me to understand.
"I guess we're now going to put these to use," I half heartedly say. I reach for my phone.
He laughs, nodding he sighs in relief.
Just as I was about to tell him something a look passed his face. It was too quick for me to register. He looks at me and then at the window.
"I have to go," he says. He dashed out the window without another word.
I pick my phone and I call him. I call like eight times before deciding to leave a message.
"Mark, we have the ice cream and movie thing tonight with Angie and John, don't be late."
I dump the phone on my bed as I begin to pace. Whatever is happening must be big. Ander and his pack were worried about something, now Mark is on edge. I needed to find out what is going on.
A sharp pain crosses me abdomen as if I was cut with a sharp knife. Clutching myself I go lay on my bed. The sharp pain comes and goes. It was as if I was being clawed from the inside out.
The pain intensifies each passing second. I was screaming in pain.
My head was spinning as I try to reach for my phone. With shaking hands I call Mark. No answer.
I call Ash but her phone is off. Maggie doesn't answer. I call Tristan but it disconnects mid ring. Bass answers, "hello?"
"Bass," I groan out. I scream again in pain. "Help. Me."
He says something but I can't hear him. I was now curled in agonizing pain. I began to cry.
I try to get up but I fall as my legs give out. Nausea engulfs me as I try to drag myself to the bathroom. I manage to get to the closed door, using the doorknob I pull myself up. I manage to come to stand. Just as I stand on shaky legs I vomit. Everything I've eaten comes out as my head spins faster. Blood starts to pour from my nose as I fall back, letting the darkness take me.
I wake up when someone shakes me. I was feeling the weight of my eyelids. I could barely open my eyes.
It was scaring me.
I was fine one minute, feeling like I have always felt, then the next I was struggling to lift my eyelids. Every aspect of my body was hurting. I felt weaker than before.
"Vanessa, baby please stay with me," Angie's worry stricken voice registers.
"I'm okay," I whisper. I groan in pain as another round of stabbing pain comes. I cry in pain as someone holds me.
"Come on there's no point in waiting. I'll drive her to the hospital myself," John says. He carries me as another round comes.
I can't imagine how it looks for them. I might have scared them out of having a kid.
The sharp pains kept coming making me want to puke again. I felt like I was burning again. No matter how hard I try to fight more pain came.
"I'm sorry," I found myself whispering, "I'm so sorry." I kept repeating.
"Shh, you're going to be okay," Angie tried to reassure me through sobs. She was in the back seat with me. Holding me.
I curl closer trying to stop the painful cries but they became too much. I reach for her hand, I clutch it as tears ran down my face. I felt so scared and alone.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Angie whispered. Kissing my head she held me tighter.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper before the darkness dragged me back.