After getting to know that Aiden is an absolute nightmare, you are more than ready to leave him behind.You’re not really sure what the hell he expects from you, but if he can’t even be bothered to ask a simple question of where you go and what you do, then he clearly doesn’t want to be around you anymore. It was his problem when it came down to being able to handle himself, so why should you feel obligated to help him? You have nothing in common with him, besides the fact that you both work at some high end restaurant and he’s a customer of yours.Not to mention that you don’t like spending time with people as annoying and rude as Aiden. So yeah, there’s really no reason for you to stick around him any longer than absolutely necessary. And that’s exactly what you’re going to do. After leaving him back at the restaurant, you find yourself in a cab on your way to a new part of town. It doesn’t take long for you to find out where you’re headed, since you know the area very well, having
Abigail's p. o. v;I got a call from my dad that he'll be late today so i decided to come pick up Alex. He had an important meeting and didn't have any time. And since I'd promised him I would watch the boys, it was the least I could do.But when I pull into the driveway I notice that there are lights on in the house. A very familiar light. So much like his. My heart stops for a second as he appears at the doorway, eyes wide and mouth hanging open slightly, shock clearly written on his face. There's someone standing beside him, wearing dark blue pants and a white t shirt with long sleeves. He's also staring right back at me, eyes wide. I get out of my car and go to talk to them, but then I remember what day it is and realize who they are. "Mom?" I say cautiously.The woman turns and smiles sadly before walking toward me, arms open to give me a hug. Alex runs over to join us and we stand there awkwardly as he wraps his arms around me while I squeeze her tight. It's been too long, far
Abigail's p.o.v;I'm in my bedroom with my phone pressed to my ear as I sit on the edge of my bed, a pen in hand and an assignment notebook open. It's been about five minutes since Dad left this morning to start work at the local bank while Mum went shopping for groceries and other errands. I've got no plans today but after school I'm supposed to spend the afternoon with my friends doing some crafts or watching movies."Yes. Yes we're here." I say into my phone as I finish up writing down the words that were written on the top right corner of the page. The phone starts ringing and I hold it to my ear, waiting for whoever it is to pick up. A male voice answers the phone and I almost drop my pen as my heart rate spikes. He sounds like a very attractive young man which is a bit unusual because all our relatives are older than us by around forty years. "Hi, this is Abigail."There's a pause before he continues. "Hey Abby, this is Jack from school. Do you remember me?" The man asks and t
Abigail's p.o.v;After leaving school, I took my car to my house where I spent the rest of the day watching TV. Mom came home early today because she got a call from an ambulance and had to work overtime so it made sense that she would be tired but as soon as I saw her I was surprised she wasn't already asleep. She didn' know how much trouble she'd get in for being up at such a late hour so when she caught me staring she asked me what I thought was so wrong with me because she was trying hard not to smile while she waited for an answer. I explained that I just couldn' help myself seeing my mom like this, she looked so soft with all those little hairs on her head falling down onto her pillow and the wrinkles around her eyes making her look older than she really was. She told me that I needed to stop doing that and that I should go back to bed but I wouldn' have that, instead I went into the kitchen and tried to make her dinner which, after some discussion, she allowed me to do. I don'
Abigail's p.o.v;"I'm telling you, Abby! I'm not gonna be here!" I shouted as loud as possible at the woman walking away from me in a huff, leaving behind what is most likely a very confused and pissed off looking girl. She turned back, gave me an exasperated look, but said nothing about it. It isn' like she even knew who I was, anyway.But then again, how can one really know someone when they don't say anything to them? How do they even know that it is the right person when there is no way of actually knowing that it is the same person they're talking about? What makes her different enough to stand out so much? If I was just a little bit smarter and more observant, maybe I would've realized what the hell I was doing in my stupid, self proclaimed love life. But alas, all that I could think about was getting outta dodge while I could, while still keeping myself safe and alive.I ran down the street, trying to get as far away from the scene as possible. I didn' bother checking if anyone
Abigail's p.o.v;The sun is setting in the window across my bed as I sit at my desk, pen in hand, and trying to figure out how to start the paper that I've been working on for weeks. My mind is going a mile a minute and nothing seems to be getting written. Finally, I give up and put down the pen. I have no clue what to say, or even where to begin.Just then, there' knocks on my bedroom door. I jump at the sound of it. "Yes, mom?""Sweetheart! It's time for dinner!" My mom calls from beyond my room.I groan inwardly. The last thing I wanted was to go downstairs and face everyone tonight. But since dad left home almost four months ago and my mother and stepfather got divorced, she's all by herself and doesn't know anyone else. She hasn't been eating well and is struggling with her weight issues and it's only going to get worse if we don't try and help her. So I reluctantly agree to go downstairs and have dinner with her."Hey, you." I call as I walk into the kitchen, leaning against th
Abigail's p.o.v;i got a call from Mike while i was getting ready for school today and well, he told me that he had found something.I'm really confused because we have no clue how to use the computer and it looks like it doesn't even work."I can tell you what it says but that is about all I can say." He said as he put his phone on speaker."What do you mean? How does it work?" I asked as I tried to figure out what kind of program it was."Well, basically when i turned it on, this little light above the screen came on and then it just kept scrolling." he explained."Okay. But how is it supposed to get us into the lab?" I questioned."I'm not sure. I was hoping that maybe if we could hack in, the password would be on here somewhere." he suggested."That doesn't sound like much of an option." I stated before realizing that maybe it wouldn'T matter that much after all we've already broken into places. We might not need the door codes or the passwords or anything but Mike's right there
Abigail's p.o.v;It had been weeks and we were all getting close to going stir crazy and I mean that in every sense of the word, so when my friend Hannah comes over with her boyfriend after a long day at school, I can't help but smile at her as she walks into my apartment and sits on the couch, not even acknowledging me. She has this look about her which is so unlike herself, she usually doesn't get like this unless something big was happening. It's not until Hannah starts to say things like "Do you want coffee?" and ask how my week was, I finally snap out of it because Hannah never does anything for no reason. "Hannah," I say gently, placing my book down on the table as I turn to face her, "What's wrong? We're friends...I'd do anything for you." I pause before asking, "Please tell me what happened, maybe this time I'll be able to help." "This isn't your business Abby." she replies shortly. I don't know why she thinks it is or what I could possibly have done that would make someone
Abigail's p.o.v;After a year, I moved to Beacon hills along with Mike to study college together with him. We were both accepted into the University of Washington, and we started our life together as a couple there. He was very supportive, making sure that I didn't want to change my major, or make any new friends. Mike is an incredibly supportive person and helped me find my niche in life when I needed it most.We were happily engaged after five years. Our relationship was strong and healthy, and I love him so much it hurts sometimes but I'm so thankful that he's there for me and supports me in ways no one else can. I love him so much it makes me feel like I'll explode if I try to say it to his face.Our wedding anniversary is coming up, which is why I'm writing this journal instead of going on another date at night. As you can see from the last entry, my engagement ring and ring are on display at home for all to see as well as the picture that accompanied this entry.The next time a
Abigail's p.o.v;Mike, "How can you be so sure about it? aren't you the one who said it's a werewolf than why are you changing it now?""Because the murders occurred here are only humans not a werewolf.""What about my brother? he's a werewolf too.""Think about his special ability. it's mindreading. what if he founded the murderer with his special ability? When i got to the scene, he was already stabbed by that murderer, right? it's like he knows everything about them and when they kill their victims he can see it in his head."The room had gone silent. Mike thought for awhile, but couldn't come up with anything else, he looked at me and asked "why would he do that though? i mean the police will never get evidence against him since the killer is human and they don't have supernatural powers." Mike knew I didn' t have an answer for that so we went back to our previous argument from before. It's been 3 weeks now and there still hasn't been any clues. i continued, "I have another poin
Abigail's p.o.v;Lucas called me for the investigation about one of my cases, which was weird and not typical at all, but I did ask him why he was calling me about it instead of his sister, who I'm pretty sure was a cop in training, and he didn't have an explanation, but then again, we' weren't close enough to have that many secrets from each other anyway. And then I went on and told her what had happened. She wanted details, so we talked for hours until she decided she couldn't handle more than two seconds longer. When we said goodbye after the call she told me she thought Lucas was in love with someone else (which, like, no, Lucas has absolutely no chance), and that was when I realised Lucas is actually gay.I think I've already told you this because you're going to find out sooner or later anyway, but I haven't mentioned that I know Lucas isn't straight to anyone but my best friend Emma and I don't want any of them to get hurt, especially since they've been through enough with the
Abigail's p.o.v;I sigh as I put my phone back down on the kitchen island, not really in the mood to type anything else that day. There has been a lull in the rain for almost two weeks and I don't mind taking advantage of it. My dad has been spending less time at home these days anyway. Ever since he started getting involved with his new job, and then got offered an opening elsewhere. It wasn't easy but he had managed to do both, without much of a hitch. He still hasn't told me what it is yet though, nor where he plans on going after it either. And that's something I'm trying very hard not to ask about. It's only been a month, and there are so many questions I have that I want to ask him. But I can' t bring myself to just ask them, and risk him leaving again. We're good right now, or we will be when things calm down some more. Right now all I know is that he feels a little guilty about it, and wants to get back to his routine as soon as possible. So he has been staying longer than pl
Abigail's p.o.v;It had only been a few weeks since my first day of school, but already there was so much I didn't know. My mother would be here in an hour and she'd have to go to work and she'd probably call around to tell me where to be and what time I need to get back home and who' s waiting outside at the curb. It all sounds like too much for me, especially in such a short period of time, but Mrs. Mills is very nice and has explained that we are going to make sure I'm comfortable, even if it might not seem like it right now. And it isn' t just her teaching that makes my mom worry – she's also working as the teacher of this elementary school, which means that she is constantly on top of me and always checking in with me. She doesn' t know why my dad left, she doesn' t know how bad things got between him and Mr. Williams, but I' m sure that if she did, she wouldn' t worry as much about me. That' s not to say my parents are not good parents, but they' re a little bit overprotective s
Abigail's p.o.v;“Alright, guys. Here’s the plan. It's a simple matter really, all you have to do is follow my directions. I will be in charge of directing, and you are free to listen to any orders that you would like to receive from me or any other person. Any questions?”I felt my cheeks heat up as I listened to what the others were saying. The whole time we had been here, the only reason why I was allowed to join was so that I could “get out of their way and let them get on with whatever they were doing”.The fact that I actually agreed on this whole thing was because I knew that if I didn't, then I would just end up being left behind. And I wasn' about to lose everything that I had worked for.That said, now it appeared that there was a possibility that I might be able to enjoy myself. Or at least, I could try to. The only issue would be finding my own way around since, even though I did know how to get from point A to point B, I hadn' really seen anything else besides the kitchen
Abigail's p.o.v;"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to leave." The receptionist said to me with a smile on her face."Really?" I asked surprised, I really wanted to work at this clinic."Sorry," She apologized again.This was my third time in the same situation and I wasn't getting anywhere. I thought about just moving away but I had nowhere else to go. So I sat back down and let out a loud sigh. "What happened, Abigail? You didn't come in for surgery today." The doctor who came in with me said.He looked up from his patient file and met eyes with me, "Is something wrong?" He questioned."Yeah. My boyfriend isn't letting me do anything anymore," I answered.The Doctor let out a small laugh, "That sounds like him. What did he say this time?" he asked.I took a deep breath and replied to him, "he said he doesn't need me anymore."He stopped laughing and gave me an apologetic look, "Oh honey, I am so sorry that happened to you.""It sucks. He's not even letting me be there when it hap
Abigail's p.o.v;After i talked with Sebastian, I went home. After about 20 minutes or so of me sitting and scrolling through my phone, I started to get a bit nervous. I mean i was only supposed to talk to him about school work but I'm always a bit nervous when we're alone together. The first few times he's come over I'M A KID! Then one day he kissed me in the kitchen at our house. I know I said it wasn't important but I think I'll remember that kiss. It was amazing and everything about him is amazing. It felt like there was electricity running through both of us. He held me in his arms and just stood there for a good while just looking at me and kissing me. I never knew a man could make me feel so loved. When he finally pulled away i wanted more than anything to lean forward and kiss him again. He looked at me smiling softly then gave me another quick peck on the lips. Before he left he told me that i look gorgeous and that if he got to see me in a dress one day he'd fall in love wi
Abigail's p.o.v;The amusement park was really fun to go on rides in, especially when you knew they could get stuck. But the only thing more fun is a good time with your friends. And I've always had my eye on one of those best friends, the one who gets to take me places and makes me feel special. The one who makes me feel special It feels like we're still at it So if this keeps up I might just ask for his hand. I know there is no way he'll say yes, since he has that other girl. And even if he did, I couldn't ask him out cause of her. It's not fair to the other two, so if he doesn't agree to be my friend forever then at least I'll be happy to try. And maybe I'll have to do a lot of research into dating before we can actually date, but I think he might like that. And then there' s my motherShe thinks I'm too smart for my own goodBut she says there's nothing wrong with studying hard for a scholarship or whatever it is that college doesAnd I guess that means that I should study h