I'll be Watching You
Chapter 1
Melissa's P.O.V.-Wednesday, Mid May
I stand next to my sister as our cell phones ring simultaneously. All I can think is that it can't be –A. Mona was just recently released from Radley, and has no access to electronics of any kind—as ordered by her shrink, Dr. Anne Sullivan.
Despite this fact, we have to look at the text eventually. "Read it, Spencer." I demand, too scared to even glance at my own phone. After taking a breath, she does what I commanded her.
The truth won't set you free, bitches. She pauses while reading, and I finish her sentence.I'm gonna burry you with it. Kisses, -A
Spencer lets herself fall to the floor, as she leans her head against the wall. She turns to me and speaks. "Who the hell could this be? We know for a fact that 'crazy Mona' is no longer the mastermind behind this shit." I look at her seriously. "I don't know, but whoever it is will ruin us, and the rest of our family, for good." When I say this, my younger sister nods in agreement. "There's no freaking way anyone is going to find out about…." I cut her off. "Us." I say, taking her hand. She pulls out of my grasp and looks at me, with anger. "There is no us, Melissa. You're my sister, for god sake. My sister.
I look away, realizing that even though Spencer's words are harsh, she's right. However, there is still one memory I can't shake from my thoughts. "What about the things that happened last Saturday?" She turns to face me at those words, looking as if she will flinch from terror at any moment. "Last Saturday. Was a mistake."
A long moment of silence envelops us, and then, out of either insanity or impulse, I speak. "Is this a mistake?"
And then bam, our lips meet. It's a dangerous love affair, and Spencer is going to be late for school today.
Hanna's P.O.V.—Same day at school
This sucks, I've been feeling like crap since I woke up this morning at the butt-crack of dawn—also known as 5:45. It's already 7:30 a.m., and time for second period algebra. Yippee. I'd rather eat dirt. Actually, that's what it seems like I have been eating, considering how I'm just about ready to throw up.
My fellow math prisoners are just beginning to sit down and open their books as Mr. Rovinski writes the first 'warm-up' equation on the white-board. The nausea in my gut is overtaking me, so I don't even bother to raise my hand. "I really need to go to the bathroom." I proclaim, and I'm pretty sure everyone in the class hears me.
My current teacher gives me a reluctant glare, but after a few seconds, nods his head. "Alright Miss Marin, but hurry back. We're going over some important material today."
"Ok." I answer, barely able to get the word out. He gives me the hall pass and I run out the door. The nearest girl's bathroom is just a few doors down, but it feels like I have been running forever.
When I finally reach a toilet, I puke for what must be an eternity. After rinsing my mouth out with water, and popping the two breath mints that are left in my purse, I'm ready to go back to class. But something occurs to me. I've heard of people getting sickeningly nauseous before. Oh my God. I hope I'm not pregnant.
Laying a hand in the center of my stomach, I remember one subtle thing. The button on my jeans almost didn't fasten this morning. Oh no. No. no, no, no. This can't be happening. I thought I had just eaten a few too many cookies Grandma Marin's Easter party last month. That's why I'm getting fat again, not because I'm knocked up.
I can't have a baby. My mom's going to kill me. Okay, well maybe she won't kill me, since her and I are pretty close, but she'll definitely be shocked. And I'll probably be grounded until I'm thirty. All I know is, this is not good.
Just as I'm about to sneak out of this place we call Rosewood High, and never come back, a familiar face opens the bathroom door and approaches me.
"Ali? I thought you were at Em's house." I say, surprised, and she nods. "I was, but I came here when I realized class started an hour ago." I nod, letting her know I understand, but not meeting her gaze. She walks up to me, and gives me a worried look. "Are you okay Han? I was putting my jacket in my locker when I noticed you running down the hallway." For a minute I don't answer, but Alison tries to persuade me to. "Hanna." She strokes my shoulder and I shy away. "What's going on? You know that whatever's wrong you can tell me." She assures me. Feeling vulnerable, I hug her tightly. When we pull away, I utter four horrifying words. "I think I'm pregnant." And she hugs me again. "Oh, Hannakins." My best friend looks me in the eye. "Who's the father?"
I pause, steeling myself for what I'm about to say. "Caleb."
Only a few seconds go by before our phones ring. I reach in my purse, and then Ali and I read the text together.
Alas, the dangers, toils, and snares. I'll be watching you. -A
First Chapter guys! What do you think of this new idea? Couples Are: Emison, Haleb, mentions of Ezria, and The Hastings Sisters-Aka Spencer and Melissa :O Om Freakin' G!
Chapter 2 will be out soon! :) Please Review! ~LittleLiarLovesEmily