These Bruises

"Que sera, you'll never guess who I saw."
I was loved. I was hurt. That was repeated when I left you. But there are two other people who I love. As a single mom with two little kids in California, my life got better. It was six years. Six years since I last saw you. Six years since those little talks. Now you can see that these bruises that I've been hiding for those six long years mean. (Second book in Little Talks duology)


31. Stay calm

~Katie POV

I sit on my bed in my house, drawing on my sketchpad. Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I found time to try out different relaxation like going to a spa, watching a movie, and now drawing. Well, ever since I was five the only thing I can draw was stick figures and those suns in the corner of the papers. But I've been improving how I draw people.

Right now, I'm drawing a picture of my niece and nephew. It's really hard to remember what they look like because they are at my parent's house where my sister is staying until she leaves back to California.

Suddenly, I hear my phone ring. I set down my sketchpad and pick it up. Recognizing the number, it's my house.

Oh, shit something is wrong.

I hit answer and bring the phone to my ear.

"Did dad forget where the cereal is?" I ask the other line. I knew it was probably mom because only she and dad know my home phone number.

"Katie you need to come over." Mom cried on the phone. Oh no.

"Mom, what happened?!" My voice rises in concern. I can't hear what she is trying to say as she is sobbing on the other line. I'm scared now. "Mom, I'm on my way. I'm going to run."

"Don't run over here. You're pregnant."

"I'm running over there. I'm pregnant." I hang up, grab my robe, slip on my shoes, and speed out of the house.

I didn't care that people were looking at me strange because I changed back into my pajamas so yes I'm running in Amelia Islands, Florida in my pjs.

Did I mention I'm pregnant running in my pjs in Amelia Islands, Florida?

My house is only a short distance away from my childhood house/my parent's house so I get there in quick time. Once I reached the house, I began rapidly knocking on the door. The door swings open and Zayn is there to answer it. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Zayn, what the fuck happened?!" I yelled.

"Camille...and...Britta..." He staggered. I push by him and run inside. In the living room, I see Camille with an ice pack on her ankle. Underneath the ice pack, I see her ankle was swollen to the size of a softball.

"Oh gosh, Camille, are you okay?!"

She shook her head, tears splattering everywhere. "B...B...B...Britta..."

"What?! What is it?!" I nearly scream, but she couldn't answer. Mom takes me into the kitchen and looks around to make sure no one could hear us.

"I couldn't bare saying this in front of Louisa and Tristan."

Tears are streaming down my face. "Mom, please tell me! What is it?!?!"

That's when she starts to sob. "Britta was kidnapped in the forest. Camille saw her and she ran after them, but she twisted her ankle."


My only sibling.



This can't be.

"This can't be real! Brit is here! I know it! She couldn't have been kidnapped!" I scream and cry.

Mom grabs my shoulders to calm me down. "Katie, stay calm. Your father is on the phone with the police right now and an ambulance will take Camille to the hospital. Zayn already called everyone up, even the people who already left are coming back to search for her."

I still rant. "But it will be just like when she ran away from the cruise again! We get everyone in town to search for her, but we can't find her!! It will take us two months to realize that she might be somewhere else, or yet again, DEAD! And then it will take us five years for her to come back!! I don't want that to happen again, mom! She was only 18 then and her only family was you and I. But now she's 24 and has kids and she just can't be dead and leave them behind without a family and we don't know where the kids' real dad is and when Britta was telling me how they got a divorce that he raped her and we all know what happened on the cruise with Justin and...and...and...and...and...I JUST WANT MY SISTER BACK!!"


Hey everyone! So this is how I will format my author's note.

I just think it looks cool.

So today, March 31, 2014, is two years when I discovered One Direction.

Yes, it was the night of the 2012 Kids Choice Awards.

But I didn't become a Directioner exactly that night.

I went through a Directionator phase for a month

Because they were all my friend Sophia would talk about

And it got annoying.

But I loosened up to them, and here I am.

Two years later.

So this story is currently taking place in Florida

And funny story:

I was in Florida last week for spring break!!

Disney World.

So that's all the time we have for this edition of author's note!!

See ya in April!!

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