I'll Never Let Them Hurt You (I Promise)
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Pt. 47
Rylee’s P.O.V.
I called the number in my phone underneath Bekah but it was disconnected so I called Gerard to see if he had the number.
“Hello?”
“Gee, do you have Bekah’s number?”
“Yea.”
“Can I have it?”
“Sure…let me get it. You’re still on the phone so I can still talk.”
“Ok…did you get anything out of Sasha?”
“Yea…she was forced as I suspected. She won’t tell me who though.”
“I have an idea.”
“Jamia.” We both said in unison.
“What are we going to do about it? We can’t just accuse her. We don’t have any evidence.”
“When was the last time you seen Sasha and Jamia talking?”
“Hot Topic. She said she wanted to tell her that she wanted Frankie back but I don’t know what that means.”
“It means that she threatened Sasha and it had to be pretty bad or she wouldn’t had done it. It shocked me really bad when I found out she did it.”
“Yea I know.”
“So…any luck with that number?”
“Yea…um 967-4132.” [not a real number.]
“Ok thanks.”
“No problem.”
“Well I’m gonna go. You ask Sasha if that’s who it was. Bye!”
“Bye.” We hung up and I called Bekah.
“Hello?”
“Bekah…it’s Rylee!” I about squealed.
“Are you fucking serious?!”
“YES!”
“Oh my gosh! What ever happened to you? What happened to the baby?”
“Somebody adopted her but I got to name her. I’m sure she was beautiful. I didn’t want to look so I didn’t get attached.”
“Yea I understand.”
“I’m glad.”
“So…how’d you get this number?”
”How do you think I got this number?”
“You are not back in Jersey!”
“Yes I am!”
“Have you seen Frankie? He looks great doesn’t he? Or is that too forward? Are you back together? Are you still in love? Are you getting married? Have you told him about the pregnancy yet? Is he mad at you? What’s going on? Why haven’t you called me yet? What’s freaking going on?” She asked all at once.
“Hold on…yes. Yes. No. We were. I am still in love with him but he doesn’t seem to feel the same way. No. No. I think he is. Sorry about not calling you. That’s what’s going on.”
“Wow…so you came back to Jersey and got back together with Frankie. He ended up mad at you and broke up with you and he doesn’t love you anymore yet you still love him, and he doesn’t know about the pregnancy.”
“Exactly except one thing. He broke up with me today and proposed to Jamia instead.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“No.”
“Wow…what a return to Jersey.”
“So…when are you coming to visit me?”
“Where are you living?”
“My old house!”
“That’s really close to Frankie.”
“I know.”
“Sorry…well…I’m coming now.”
“Thanks Bekah.”
“No problem.”
“Well…I’ll go now.”
“Ok bye!”
“Bye!” We hung up and I lay back waiting.
Gerard’s P.O.V.
“SASHA!”
“WHAT?”
“I GOT A QUESTION! COME HERE PLEASE?”
“SURE!” Sasha came into the room and sat down.
“Did Jamia tell you to tell Frankie what you did?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“The reason you can’t tell me is because the person that told you said not to mention them right?”
“She said if I mentioned her name she’d kill me.”
“Well your not mentioning her name. You’re just agreeing with me. Jamia told you to tell Frankie what you did right?”
“…….yes.”
“Ok…” Just then the phone rang. “Hold on. I’m going to get that.”
“Ok…”
“Hello?”
“Frankie’s engaged. I forgot to tell you.” It was Rylee.
“To who?”
“Jamia. I got to go. Bye!”
“Bye.”
“Who was that?”
“Rylee. Frankie and Jamia are engaged. He’s filling that whole again Sasha. We have to stop it!”
“I can’t!”
“You have to!”
“Please don’t make me do this!”
“If you don’t I will.”
“Fine just don’t make me do this. You’ll die!”
“I don’t care anymore!”
“Fine.” We went over to Frank’s house.
“Frankie?”
“What?”
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Doing what I want and I swear if you try to stop me I’ll quit the band.”
“Your life is more important than this band!”
“Well…you’re not my father! You have no control over me so I don’t have to listen to you!”
“Fine! Ruin your life! See if I care!”
“I will!”
Rylee’s P.O.V.
I called the number in my phone underneath Bekah but it was disconnected so I called Gerard to see if he had the number.
“Hello?”
“Gee, do you have Bekah’s number?”
“Yea.”
“Can I have it?”
“Sure…let me get it. You’re still on the phone so I can still talk.”
“Ok…did you get anything out of Sasha?”
“Yea…she was forced as I suspected. She won’t tell me who though.”
“I have an idea.”
“Jamia.” We both said in unison.
“What are we going to do about it? We can’t just accuse her. We don’t have any evidence.”
“When was the last time you seen Sasha and Jamia talking?”
“Hot Topic. She said she wanted to tell her that she wanted Frankie back but I don’t know what that means.”
“It means that she threatened Sasha and it had to be pretty bad or she wouldn’t had done it. It shocked me really bad when I found out she did it.”
“Yea I know.”
“So…any luck with that number?”
“Yea…um 967-4132.” [not a real number.]
“Ok thanks.”
“No problem.”
“Well I’m gonna go. You ask Sasha if that’s who it was. Bye!”
“Bye.” We hung up and I called Bekah.
“Hello?”
“Bekah…it’s Rylee!” I about squealed.
“Are you fucking serious?!”
“YES!”
“Oh my gosh! What ever happened to you? What happened to the baby?”
“Somebody adopted her but I got to name her. I’m sure she was beautiful. I didn’t want to look so I didn’t get attached.”
“Yea I understand.”
“I’m glad.”
“So…how’d you get this number?”
”How do you think I got this number?”
“You are not back in Jersey!”
“Yes I am!”
“Have you seen Frankie? He looks great doesn’t he? Or is that too forward? Are you back together? Are you still in love? Are you getting married? Have you told him about the pregnancy yet? Is he mad at you? What’s going on? Why haven’t you called me yet? What’s freaking going on?” She asked all at once.
“Hold on…yes. Yes. No. We were. I am still in love with him but he doesn’t seem to feel the same way. No. No. I think he is. Sorry about not calling you. That’s what’s going on.”
“Wow…so you came back to Jersey and got back together with Frankie. He ended up mad at you and broke up with you and he doesn’t love you anymore yet you still love him, and he doesn’t know about the pregnancy.”
“Exactly except one thing. He broke up with me today and proposed to Jamia instead.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“No.”
“Wow…what a return to Jersey.”
“So…when are you coming to visit me?”
“Where are you living?”
“My old house!”
“That’s really close to Frankie.”
“I know.”
“Sorry…well…I’m coming now.”
“Thanks Bekah.”
“No problem.”
“Well…I’ll go now.”
“Ok bye!”
“Bye!” We hung up and I lay back waiting.
Gerard’s P.O.V.
“SASHA!”
“WHAT?”
“I GOT A QUESTION! COME HERE PLEASE?”
“SURE!” Sasha came into the room and sat down.
“Did Jamia tell you to tell Frankie what you did?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“The reason you can’t tell me is because the person that told you said not to mention them right?”
“She said if I mentioned her name she’d kill me.”
“Well your not mentioning her name. You’re just agreeing with me. Jamia told you to tell Frankie what you did right?”
“…….yes.”
“Ok…” Just then the phone rang. “Hold on. I’m going to get that.”
“Ok…”
“Hello?”
“Frankie’s engaged. I forgot to tell you.” It was Rylee.
“To who?”
“Jamia. I got to go. Bye!”
“Bye.”
“Who was that?”
“Rylee. Frankie and Jamia are engaged. He’s filling that whole again Sasha. We have to stop it!”
“I can’t!”
“You have to!”
“Please don’t make me do this!”
“If you don’t I will.”
“Fine just don’t make me do this. You’ll die!”
“I don’t care anymore!”
“Fine.” We went over to Frank’s house.
“Frankie?”
“What?”
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Doing what I want and I swear if you try to stop me I’ll quit the band.”
“Your life is more important than this band!”
“Well…you’re not my father! You have no control over me so I don’t have to listen to you!”
“Fine! Ruin your life! See if I care!”
“I will!”