Sophie
I had gone up to rest for a while. I was completely drained of my energy after all that shopping. I wasn't sure how long I had fallen asleep.
I felt a small shaking that made me awake from my slumber. "Babe. Babe, wake up." Logan's voice slowly brought me out of dreamland.
I yawned slowly, stretching my arms out. A small chuckle released from Logan making me smile. "Hi," I said, cupping his face with my hand and kissing his lips.
"Hey, there sleeping beauty. Come on, we gotta get ready." He said as he helped me to my feet.
I was a bit confused by his words. I wasn't expecting to go anywhere tonight. Hell, we didn't even get to go to the cabin like we do most of the weekends. "Wait, where are we going?" I asked him, my mind still cloudy from just waking up. He chuckled kissing the top of my head and pushing me towards the bathroom.
"Logan, where are we going?" I whined as
LoganMonday Morning. Sophie's birthday.I woke up super early today and text everyone that was going to help me surprise Sophie today. I wanted her day to be special.I was also nervous because we also had to turn in our assignment today with Mrs. McGee. I was dreading that part. But, I think overall, we did just great on that assignment. We for sure have a set grade on that assignment.Sophie had gone home to sleep, it was a bit weird to not have her in my arms when I woke up. Seems crazy how you become accustomed to having someone you truly love wake up next to you every morning that when they're suddenly not here it feels alienated. It just feels like something important is missing in your life. I love my girl, I can't explain how special she is to me. She's everything. My world.There were a lot of guys I had asked to help me with this task. They all agreed, and I was especially thankful f
LoganThe next day, 8 a.m.I had finally come back home. Sophie had a blast for her birthday yesterday. We didn't throw a big birthday party like I would have liked to. She wasn't the big party type. She had already asked me not to throw her a party.Though I was tempted to, Troy and Lexie asked me to not do so. Sophie is not the social type. Though she tried her hardest when she threw my birthday party, I knew she was still a bit uncomfortable.So, even if I itched to throw her a birthday party, I decided not to do so. I kept a close eye on her when we went to the concert. I wanted to make sure she wasn't uncomfortable. She eased off after a while and had a great time, which was ultimately my goal- for her to have a great time on both, weekend and her birthday.I closed the door to my house, resting on the door with my head tilted back. I couldn't help but smile. I sighed and went towards the stairs, just as I was making my way towards the l
Third Person POVDerreck Mitchell and the Spencer's arrived at the Chicago Airport around 2 in the afternoon. Tired, uncertainty and grievance were felt through the thick icy weather.After they each gathered their luggage, they decided on grabbing something to eat before heading towards their destination.Ashley was especially feeling anxious. She itched with the need to run into her daddy's arms. She could almost picture his face full of surprise and excitement when he sees them. She knows he's not expecting this surprise. She looks forward to their reunion, longing for each second to pass by quicker until the time comes for them to meet with him.Derreck sat next to Logan. He sat calmly, eating his food and making small conversation to keep Logan's mind at ease. He knew Logan was in no mood, his demeanor said it all. Dark aura and a stiff complexion that fought against self-control.How could he keep calm? His gut told him things were edgy from
AshleyWe boarded the elevator in silence. I clung to mom's waist, unwilling to part away from her. I wanted to stay strong, but the strain in my throat was far too much for me to bear. I cried like a five-year-old through our ride down that elevator.No one said anything. They simply allowed me to cry my eyes out until I could no more. Logan held his head up towards the heavens with his eyes closed and hands behind him, holding on to the rail.Derreck, though he didn't say much, was giving us a look that let us know things would be ok. I wanted to believe that way too, but I was very uncertain at this point.Derreck sighed and ruffled my hair, "Hey Ash?" I turned my head up to see him, I sniffled and cleaned my years with the back of my hand.He reached in the inside pocket of his jacket, retrieving a handkerchief. He ducts down a little, cleaning my face softly."No more crying, ok? Look, our flight isn't until tomorrow morning, what do yo
Hailey: (Flashback to late July)We sat at the doctor's office. My boys were due to come home in just a few more days, Aaron would have to start soccer practice in just a few more weeks.I have been having a bit of pain in my left breast. At first, it was bearable, but the pain keeps getting a bit more intense. Like a shooting pain, or as if there was a small needle pricking me in the same spots.I decided to go in for a mammogram. I was a bit scared, to say the least. My husband has always been very supportive of me, and since the day we were married, we have stuck to our vows. For better or for worse.I was honest with him and told him about my situation. Though there were no lumps or any visible evidence of anything being wrong, I needed to make such things were ok. That's when my obstetrician gave me the bad news. Soon as she mentioned to me that I should be getting a second opinion and further studies from a mammographer, I k
Third Person POVNo one was prepared for the events approaching. From the separation of Mr. & Mrs. Spencer, the bad news of Hailey's health, T's parents had suddenly come home unexpectedly, Lexie's dad was given the news he may lose his farm, and there were many more obstacles that the kids from Lakeview high would have to suddenly face.One thing was for sure, Hailey was determined to make this a great Thanksgiving dinner. She has less than a day before Thanksgiving to male preparations. It has to be memorable.She had managed to come home safely without having to stop because of nausea she has been experiencing from the new medication. The radiation had left her sore from head to toe and in so much pain.She quickly got a hold of Troy's grandma and asked her for help. But, she found Troy's parents had gotten home last night as well. Poor Troy, she knew the situation was no less of misfortune as well. He was such a great kid, so smart and capable,
SophieSunday MorningI hadn't spoken with my friends all weekend. It was as if we were suddenly too occupied with our own things.I woke up to the sound of my phone going off, though I didn't get to pick it up on time. The time on my clock read 6 a.m.I glanced at the phone once it began to ring again and saw Troy's name on the caller ID. I picked it up quickly to answer him. Something had to have happened with his parents for him to call me at this time."Hi T. What's going on?" I asked calmly."Hi, baby girl. I'm sorry I haven't seen you all week, I have been home with my grandma, and then my parents came by unexpectedly. I really needed someone to talk to right now. I didn't know who else to call.""Where are you right now?" I asked concerned? His voice sounded hoarse, I could tell he had been crying a bit."I'm outside your house. In my car. I-" He sighs deeply trying to hold back unshed tears. It b
Amber's POV"AMBER! where the hell is this girl? It's late." I could hear dad's voice yelling and complaining from downstairs. I can't stand being in this hell-hole. I knew he was getting hungry and impatient. It was late after all, and he'd soon have to leave for work. I never asked him for a ride to my new job, yet he always gets preoccupied with me.Mom probably drank too much again and is knocked out cold in her room. It's our never-ending cycle in this stupid house. Dad has to be mom and dad to me because mon is always complaining about her poor pathetic excuse of a life.Dad and I try doing our best to keep this house going, but with a mother like mine that keeps on wasting our damn income on her fucking drinking and smoking habit helps nothing at all. She loves to tell us how the house is always messy and untidy.Our house is in bad need of a fresh coat of paint as well. But van you blame us? Dad and I are always out of the house working and in s