Chapter 4

I Mean That

[Beck's POV]

Tuesday Night

"So how was your day?" I asked my wife as her head lay on my chest in the dark.

She snuggled more into me. "It was fine. Nothing really exciting. What about yours?"

"Well. I asked Kaylee about the money."

"What did she say?"

"That she didn't take it. She actually looked me in my eyes with a straight face and said she didn't." I said as I ran my hand through her curly locks.

Tori sighed. "Maybe she didn't?"

"Babe come on. You know she did. She had to."

She sighed again. "I don't know."

"I also saw Laura Ross today."

She moved her head and I even though I couldn't see her chocolate eyes in the dark room I could feel her staring right through me with excitement. "You did!? What did she say!?"

I ran my hand through my hair. "She said that she has…slight interest."

"Babe that's great! Is she going to call you back!?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. She gave me her card and told me to give her a call back."

"Well call her!"

"I umm, we'll have to fugure something out first."

"What things?"

I wrapped my arms around Tori tight. "We'll figure something out. Just get sme sleep. We have to be up early tomorrow."

Her lips met mine for a quick moment before she pulled back. "Alright. I love you."

"I love you too Tori."

[Monica's POV]

Wednesday Morning

I couldn't stop staring out of my window as we pulled up at Hollywood Arts. The outside of the school was so colorful and decorative. There's just no telling what awaits me inside.

"Are you ready?" My mother asked as we walked into the front of the building that will hopefully soon be a school that I call my own.

"As I'll ever be!"

Once we were inside I got to meet the principle before being taken to a small room with a camera. My mother waited outside as the two judges asked me a few questions before I stared my singing and acting audition.

Once I was finished I sat back out in the office with my mom until the principle came back and told me that I they really loved my audition and that I definitely had a spot in the school. I was just ecstatic.

After about forever of filling out paper work I was given a small tour of the school and my schedule for starting first thing tomorrow and I just can't believe this. This is going to be the best year ever!

I just can't wait to get started.

[November's POV]

"Hey are you awake?" My mom Trina asked as she peeked her head through my room door in which I nodded.

She walked fully in before sitting down tea and a small plate of food beside my bed. "I made you some breakfast. How are you feeling?"

I nodded. "I feel a little bit better."

"That's good. I have to go out for a little bit. Just call me if you need anything. Make sure you eat all your food and drink all your tea. I don't want you to get hungry or thirsty."

I nodded again as she gave me a kiss on my forehead.

"See you." With that she was gone.

I sighed as I looked over at the food, but I wasn't hungry. I removed my covers before I stood up and walked over to the bathroom that was located in my room before I used it and freshened up a bit.

I walked back out to my room before taking the tea and food out to the kitchen and dumping it. I'm tired of her freaking "Famous Trina Delight Tea" it's so nasty. I only drink it to please her. But I just can't take any more of it.

I cleaned out my glass and refilled it with ice cold water before walking into the living room and turning on the T.V. and oddly I feel much better today. Not 100% great, but…better. It's usually after breakfast that I'd feel sick again. Maybe I'll start skipping breakfast. Maybe by body doesn't like food that early in the morning and that's why I feel so sick after I eat in the mornings.

After watching TV for a bit I decided it was in my best interest to do some school work. Since I've been so sick I was approved to do school online and it's so freaking easy! I'm so far ahead that I was told to slow down. Sometimes I have phone sessions with an online teacher to help me with some stuff but the rest is totally elementary work or that's at least what it feels like and I must have dozed off because I woke up to the door slamming shut.

"Hey." I yawned as I stretched out.

"Why are you out of bed?" My mom asked as she stood in front of me.

"Well I feel better today. I think I'm getting better." I smiled at her but she didn't return the smile.

"Did you eat breakfast?"

I shook my head. "No I wasn't too hungry."

"You didn't drink your tea?"

I rolled my eyes. The thought makes me sick to my stomach. "No. I just wanted water for a change. I think I need to stick to water. I think eating in the mornings is what is making me sick."

She looked around as if she were thinking of something before she shrugged. "Yeah, maybe that's it. Have you ate anything?" She asked as she walked over to the dining room and dropped her keys on the table.

"No not yet."

"Are you hungry?"

I nodded. "Yeah a little."

"How about some sandwiches until dinner?" She asked as she disappeared into the kitchen.

"Okay!"

After about 15 minutes, over enough time to make some sandwiches, she walked back into the living room with two sandwiches in her hand and one she gave to me.

"Thanks." I said taking it from her.

"Mhm. Trina's special! It's the best!" She smiled as she sat beside me.

I rolled my eyes. Everything is always "the best" that's made by her. In her dreams.

I took a bite of the sandwich and immediately hated the after taste it gave. "This has a horrible after taste."

She made a face as she took a bite of hers. "I know. Maybe it's the mayo? It'll do." She said as she took another bite.

I shrugged and finished the small sandwich as she talked about little things like, her, and her, and her, oh let me not forget to mention when she talked about her.

My mom is so into herself and even though at times it's funny. It's so….ugh. It's like…get a life.

I started to feel dizzy after a little while listening to her ramble about herself and decided to dismiss myself from her conversation in which she agreed I should lay down. It's always something. If I'm not dizzy I'm vomiting, if I'm not vomiting I'm sleeping, if I'm not sleeping my stomach hurts, if my stomach doesn't hurt I'm dizzy. It's like one big freaking circle and I'm so sick of being sick! It always reminds me of my dad. I mean I was really young when he died but I always remember him being so sick. He used to complain about the same stuff I am and doctors just don't know what the heck it is. They let my daddy die. And I miss him. Also I can't help but to think I am going to die soon as well. Just like him. Because the doctors act as if they don't know shit, excuse my language. And….I'm so scared of this. I never talk to anyone about it not even my mother because I don't want to upset her. I've seen her crying before and overheard a conversation about me leaving her as well as she cried to my aunt Tori one day and I try to act like everything will be okay, but deep down…I know my time Is coming.

I've been preparing myself for it for a little time now…

[Italy's POV]

New Text Message

Sender: Kodak Harris

Kodak Harris: Hey babe.

Me: Hi wassup?

Kodak Harris: Nothing chillin' what are you doin' this weekend?

Me: Nothing. Why?

Kodak Harris: You know why.

Me: (laughing emoticon) I'm not your go-to chick.

Kodak Harris: Then what are you?

Me: Hmmmm, friends with benefits?

Kodak Harris: Friday night, my place.

Me: You're such a freak.

Kodak Harris: naw, you the freak.

Me: I'm supposed to be hanging out with your sister that night.

Kodak Harris: Good, you and Makari can come over here, when she fall asleep, make ya move.

Me: Whatever.

Kodak Harris: See you baby.

Me: Yeah, yeah. (winking emoticon)

Oh you don't Kodak do you? Kodak Harris is….well yeah, my friend with benefits. I'm also best friends with his sister Makari Harris. My parents know his parents Andre and Myla Harris and have been friends with them for….quite some time. Since before I was even born actually. So I pretty much grew up with them and Kodak was the first and only…okay well not only, but the first guy I've ever had sex with. He took my virginity when I was only 12 and he was only 14. We as of now, are what he likes to call "fuck buddies" but that sounds so whorish. So I say friends with benefits.

"What are you over there smiling about?" Isis asked as we rode home.

"Don't worry about me Isis."

"Kodak?"

"No!"

"Dude, you need to stop fucking with him."

"I'm sorry I'm a teenage girl with raging hormones." I rolled my eyes.

"Are you on birth control?"

I shook my head. "It's called the pull out method."

"It's called how dumb bitches get pregnant method."

I scrunched my face. "Just shut up and drive."

"Fuck around and get pregnant Italy, then what are you 'gonna do?"

"I'm not going to get pregnant! I haven't yet! I'm not stupid. We know what we're doing!"

"Yeah, yet is the key word!" Isis stated as she turned a corner.

"Don't hate because you are a fucking pussy eater."

She slammed on the breaks of the car in the middle of the street before she turned to me grabbing the back of my neck hard.

"Stop Isis that hurts!"

"Say it again and I'll kill you!" She said as her nails dug into my neck.

"I'm sorry!" I cried out and with that she let go and continued to drive.

The rest of the ride was silent.

Isis hates to admit it and she still hasn't to herself or anybody but I know she's gay. And I mean, there's nothing wrong with that so I don't know why she makes a big deal about it. She's so sensitive about that subject she hates when anybody asks her or brings it up.

Isis can sometimes also be a little….aggressive. I mean as you can see she just choked the shit out of me over that little thing. She's so physical at school as well. She fights people all the time and everyone is really afraid of her. Its like when she walks down the halls people literally move out of her way and Isis tells me she doesn't want people to be afraid of her. She said they just are and when she tries to do something good for someone it always turns out wrong. And it's so true. I feel bad for her but…you know….there's nothing I can do.

[Jade's POV]

"Alright, now you bring it back through this hole right here, and pull." I told my wife as she followed my instructions on how to sew. I hated sewing. I always see it as something an old lady does while she sits at home with no life with 1000 cats. But since Cat wanted to learn so badly, I was willing to teach her what my aunt taught me.

"Like this Jadey?"

I flinched at the Jadey name. I hate it and she knows I hate it…but I'll let it sly for now.

I nodded as I put my hand over hers to straighten it out. "Now pull the string through."

She did as she was told and closed the small hole perfectly.

"See babe you can sew. It's that easy." I smiled over at her as she smiled back.

"It is easy! Now I can sew everything!" She clapped her hands with the needle still in her hand stabbing herself in the process.

"Owww!"

I sighed as I put my face to my hands. Typical Cat.

"Come here." I said as I stood up and grabbed onto her wrist gently. I pulled her into the kitchen and turned on the water before putting her hand under it to wash off the blood before finally drying it off with a small rag.

"Band-aid?" She lifted a brow giving me a small baby face.

"It's not even bleeding anymore babe. Why do you need a band-aid?" I crossed my arms.

"Because they make everything feel better."

"Big baby." I said as walked over to the first aid cabinet pulling out a small band aid for her. I gently put it over the small puncher wound before I glanced at the time.

"Shit. I'm late to get Ikenzie. Get dinner started I'll be right back." I said as she nodded.

"I love you." She said before I placed a kiss on her lips. "I love you too. I'll see you when I get back.

"Alright."

I love my Cat to death. And I mean that.

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