《Save My Hope》29 | Emotional
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"Of course." Noah smiles, "But I have to get to work, okay. When I get home, we will get everything ready for your sisters." He smiles, grabs his coats off the counter and walks to the door. I expected him to leave, but he quickly circles back and kisses me on the head. This makes me blush hard as he left me in the kitchen.
I take the last piece of my toast and remember what I asked him... What was I thinking? Why the hell did I ask him that?
I just- I saw the look on his face on how upset he was that I got a hotel- the question just spilled out of me. Honestly, I thought he was going to turn me down. Who in their right mind would want three women staying in their place? Then again, he is letting me stay here.
I hear my phone ring in my bedroom, and I rush to get it. I answer it without reading the screen. "Hello?"
"Hey, Pheebs!" McKenna and McKinley say in unison.
"Hey, girls!" I smile, laying down in my bed. "Are you calling because you're on the way?" I say, hopeful. The flight from Sydney to New York is 20/22 hours.
"We are currently making our way through the airport! Mum let us borrow the private jet!" I can hear the excitement in Kenna's voice.
"Did she let you borrow or did you annoy her until she caved?" I ask, picking at my nails.
"Uh-" Kenna is stumped, "Why do you always do that?" She wines slightly, "Because you are a winey baby." Kinley says in the background. "I am not!" Kenna yells back at her.
"Girls! Can you please not do that at the airport?" I sigh, wincing at the slight pain I caused when I yelled.
"Sorry." The twins say in unison. "We are making our way into the jet," Kenna says as I hear her sigh in relief.
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"Well, can you put me on speaker for a second?" I say, and she does. "Okay, when you arrive I will pick you up. But, before we go anywhere, I'm going to need to tell you guys something."
"Why can't you tell us now?" Kinley asks. I can practically see her eyes rolling.
"Because I know there is crew onboard probably walking past you right now. This is between us three, and us three only." I leave it at that, making them silent. I hear the pilot telling them to buckle in, "But I know you have a long flight ahead of you. So, I love you both!"
"Love you!" They say in unison, and I hang up the phone.
I place my phone next to me, laying on the bed staring up at the ceiling. I'm going to have to explain who Noah is, why we are living together and most importantly, why I can't do certain things.
A headache is brewing in my cluttered brain, so I close my eyes and decide to take a nap. But as I lay there, my mind won't stop. I roll over a few times, trying to get comfortable... But it doesn't work. Don't you wish there was a button just to turn off your thoughts?
I end up looking around the room, looking at all of the pictures that are standing on the dresser — family photos throughout the years showing the genuine smile disappearing. My eyes stop at one of my favourites... A photo of me as a little girl, holding my newborn sisters with both of my arms. McKenna in my right arm and McKinley on my left. I have the most significant and brightest smile on my face. So proud to be a big sister. Let's just say; I fell asleep with the same smile on my face.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
Hmm? I keep my eyes closed, feeling for my phone. I open one eye slightly, pressing the blurry green button.
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"Hello?" I say with an evident sleepy voice. I hear nothing for a second, "Hello!" I finally yell, frustrated I was waking up for nothing.
I hang up, utterly annoyed. I roll back over, falling back to sleep.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
I quickly grab my phone, answering it.
"Hello?" I quickly say, begging for it to be a good reason.
"Hello, Miss Marshall. This is Mount Sinai Hospital. I am calling to remind you of your appointment coming up at the end of this week with Doctor McGuire. Are you still available?"
"Uh, yes. Yes, I am." I say, sighing. Knowing I can't get out of it even if I tried. I mean, I live with him for god sake.
"Great! I have you on the schedule for this Saturday at nine in the morning. Have a great afternoon!" The cheerful voice says, and I hang up on her. I toss my phone back to the other side of the bed. Yes, again, falling back to sleep.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
I roll back over, practically screaming with frustration. I quickly grab my phone about to yell at whoever this is.
"Hello?" I calmly say, noticing the sun is now setting. Did I sleep all day? "Hello?" I repeat, realising the person on the other line hasn't said anything.
"Phoebe, you are going to regret this! You stupid bitch!" Jay's voice makes my eyes pop open, and my body jumps in full alert. I am now sitting in the bed, shaking with fear. I don't say anything...
"You worthless cunt, do you hear me? I will find you and make you WISH you never did this to me! When I get through with you, you will BEG for me to kill you!" Jay screams, making the blood drain from my face and freezing me right where I sit.
"See you soon." Jay hangs up, and the phone drops from my hand.
After what felt like hours passing in slow motion, I jump off the bed, feeling my ankle roll with a popping sound. I fall to the floor in agonising pain, practically crawling into the corner of the room. I painfully sat up, holding onto my side trying to ignore the new pain from my ankle.
I felt the need to hide... All the lights are off in my room and I make my way under my bed.
Are the lights off in the house? Does Jay know where I am? Of course, he does! He always knows... Should I hide in the closet? Should I call 911? No! Don't do that! I shake my head, looking around my room like a crazed person. I need to call Noah- No! No, you don't! He is at work. I- I can't just call him! My heart acnes, knowing that my brain is wrong...
I almost scream, crawling out from under my bed. I get on my knees and grab my cellphone. I lay on the floor next to my bed and go to Noah's number. I hesitate, but I finally press the call button and place the phone next to my ear.
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Hi guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter as well as all of the older chapters. This was definitely an interesting one. I wanted to introduce McKenna and McKinley to you guys!
Also... Uh. Oh. Jay called Phoebe! Noah is going to FREAK!
Questions:
From this chapter alone, what type of girls do you think Kenna and Kinley are?
Do you think Kenna and Kinley are complete opposites?
Thank you, guys!
- Anna
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