*Warning - Contains triggering content relating to suicidal ideation*
Phoebe’s POV
Before I can land another slap on his pathetic face, a pair of arms wrap around my torso, preventing me from doing it.
“Shit! Pheebs, control!” I hear Kyle say behind my back as I struggle to free myself from his hold.
“Who the fuck called this asshole here?! He doesn’t deserve to see her. It’s his entire fault!” I shriek out, not caring who heard me.
“Wait, what?” Kyle says unsurely and as his arms loosen around me for a fractional second, I use that opportunity to free myself from his hold and charge towards Noah again, who’s staring at me with utter shock.
Before I can grab hold of him, a familiar pair of arms wrap around me in a deathlike grip as I bawl my eyes out in frustration.
Oh for fuck’s sake
“Stop,
Phoebe’s POV“Your times up, sweetie”I break out of my daze and turn behind to see a middle-aged nurse hovering behind me, holding a metal tray containing various injections. I cringe at the sight of the numerous syringes and nod my head before glancing at my unconscious best friend for the last time.I exit the glass space and just like every time, I pause in front of the reception desk maintaining the ICU unit and ask one of the duty doctors, “Is her vitals ok?”The now-familiar doctor looks at me with the same pitying eyes and assures me that she’s recovering. But for some inexplicable reason, I find his words hard to believe.If she was indeed doing ok, then why isn’t she conscious yet?Just like always, I nod my head and exit the dark bleak interiors of the ICU room. My hands push past the polished wooden double doors as I walk out.As soon as I’m out, I e
Phoebe’s POV I stare at the TV listlessly just to feel the silent void that keeps on nagging me about all the things that have been going on. Honestly, with the way things escalated over the last three days, I don’t think I’ve ever had the time to just sit down and think about it all thoroughly, and not that I’m doing it, I feel like bawling my eyes out. For fuck’s sake, I almost lost my best friend! The mere thought of it brings fresh tears to my eyes. As much as I want to steer that image out of my head, I can’t. It’s like someone hard-wired it inside my brain. The vision of her inside her house, lying like a carcass with blood surrounding her… I shake my head to get rid of all those painful thoughts. Ava was hurting. She was hurting so much. My mind drifts back to all those times when she would cut herself because it felt euphoric to her and unfortunately, I can relate to that feeling. Both of us were self-destruct
Phoebe’s POVHe’s right. I feel guilty because I wasn’t a good friend. I shouldn’t be a good friend to Ava because I’m guilty. I shouldn’t feel obligated to help her because I feel guilt. I should be there for her because she’s my bloody best friend and I fucking love her.And suddenly it dawns on me;Blazeis the one who gave methispiece ofadvice. I don’t know what the fuck happened with Andres and honestly, I don’t even care. All I know is that, despite my doubts and confusion about Blaze, he has always been there by my side, often defending me when needed. This increases my respect towards him tenfold as I look at him with gratitude.“Thank you, Blaze. You’re right. It’s just that I feel so fucked and helpless. All my life, it’s been Ava, holding on to me in my worst days. It has always been her who has helped m
Phoebe’s POV“Are you out of your mind?” He menacingly whispers through his gritted teeth and goosebumps cover my skin when I see his pupils dilate with anger.Fuck you and your stupid loud mouth Phoebe!“I, uh-h, Blaze-e please, you’re scaring-g me” I stutter with fear and watch his blue eyes soften when he realizes his behavior.“What on fucking earth compelled you to say something as stupid asthat?” He says with a groan and rubs the sleep off his eyes.“I-uh, I met a guy in the hallway of Ava’s condominium yesterday. I swear, he reminded me of you so much. Both of you look a lot alike, even your eyes! You both have the same shade of Egyptian blue eyes and facial features except he has blond-brown type hair or something in between. I’m not so sure…”You lying bitch! You literally ate that man with your eyes a
Phoebe’s POV“I swear nothing beatsGordito’sburritos” Ava moans with delight and takes a cute little bite from her extra-large burrito with the mayo running down from her brown glossed lips.I could feel the couple beside us gazing at her with what seemed like lust and I resist the urge to throw my head back laughing.I mean, both the girl AND the boy were gaping at her!Ava really did look like a complete vision. With her now-wavy hair let loose, falling over her pale olive-skinned shoulders which glowed underneath the dimmed orange lights. She was sporting a baby blue halter-neck sleeveless top tucked inside a black pencil skirt with a slit on the side. Her full lips were glossed with brown lip-gloss and brown eyes were ringed with black wingtips. In conclusion, she looked absolutely gorgeous.Like 90s beauty reborn…Her fashion sense and the way she hel
Phoebe’s POVGreen Gallowsis a beautiful location to start with your white picket fence dream except there weren’t any picket fences, instead, tall copper metal gates dominate the outside lawn of the mansion, catching people’s eyes as they pass by.The place was indeed splendid which slightly brightened my damp spirits even though after a few months, Jane and Nate will probably start their ‘happy family’ crap.Huh! They might as well as fuck on the railings of the upper deck!As soon as the thought pops inside my head, I quickly dismiss it and move my hands away from the railing over which they were previously resting as I stare at the seaside.‘Oh c’mon Hun, not everyone’s as adventurous as Blaze’ my subconscious snorts at me and I immediately chortle at that thought.Out of nowhere, my mind zones off to the time when Blaze bent me over his room&r
Phoebe’s POV“Oh, shit” I whisper faintly when I detect the storm brewing inside Blaze’s Egyptian blue orbs.“Madam, I’m really sorry” I almost forget about the man who’s holding me upright and instantly move away from him and watch him wither away from me too when he notices Blaze’s death glare.Without another word, he runs off in the direction of the staff room like a damn mouse and for the first time, I notice that he’s holding a broom on the other hand.‘He must be the janitor’ I wonder to myself vaguely and after gathering a lot of courage, I turn to face Blaze and watch him move towards the revolving glass doors.Fuck!“Blaze, wait!” I call after him and move in his direction in such an inhuman speed that I can bet flash would be jealous of.By the time I’ve reached outside, it’s drizzling and Blaze is stand
Phoebe’s POVMy blood runs cold after reading the text and it feels like someone injected ice cold water inside my veins. Even after being wrapped inside the warmth of the thick comforter, my body shivers with fear.Oh my God, it can’t be!My mind goes into over-drive as it starts creating logical explanations for Blaze receiving such a morbid text. From the looks of it, it doesn’t seem like Blaze ordered some guy named ‘Scott’ to kill his irritating dog.For fuck’s sake, he doesn’t even have a dog! What the fuck are you thinking, Pheebs?I shake my head as ideas like Blaze being some underworld mob boss circles inside my head.That might explain why he’s so filthy rich!But honestly, the possibility of that seems highly unlikely. Then again, what the fuck do I know about this man? We’ve hardly known each other for five months for crying