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Torn

Same Mistakes

Same Mistakes
Spencer's POV
"Come on Spenc!" Said Aria. "Okay." I said as I chugged another beer. Aria use to be my friend then she instantly hated that I was friends with Emily and Hanna. Aria helped me outside as I was tripping head over heels.
I had pain pounding through my head. The alcohol drives it insane. I looked back and waved to some boys I didn't know who they were. I gave them a stupid giggle. Of course they smiled since they were drunk too.
"What time is it?" I asked as I sat in the car. "Who gives a fuck!" She said in my ear. "Good point." I said. I didn't even put on a seatbelt. I was out of my mind. All the windows were rolled down as I heard music blare from the stereo.
It was late at night I remember. It was dark. The only light was from cars and street lamps. Aria and I screamed Yolo. Then I felt the impact of the car fling us.
The glass cracked as I guarded my face. I felt some sheer into my skin as I cradled my head. My vision was blurry as I saw cop lights show blue and red. Then I saw a boy's body on a stretcher. This boy was my brother. His face was covered in blood. His eyes closed. Then I saw my mom, as she ran to the stretcher with tears in her eyes. Then I knew I had made a mistake.
I woke up as swear covered my body. My tank was soaked as it stuck to my skin. I looked around to see no one. I was in a bed in a soothing room. Where was this place?
Niall's POV
I saw her hair in a messy bun. And a rose tattoo on the back of her right shoulder. She looked alarmed as I came up behind her. "Hey how ya feeling?" I asked as I handed her some tea. Her body was scared all over with cuts.
She just simply nodded her head and she drank some tea. "Hey you can tell me anything if you need too." I spoke. "Oh your the blue eyed boy." She said, as she recognized me. "Also a girl named Hanna called your phone so I answered.." I said. "What did she say!" She said as she sat right up.
"She said that Sicily was okay." I said. "Thanks god." She spoke as she grabbed her coat. "Don't you want to stay here?" I asked. "I have to go but I'll need a ride." She said. Then she came over and kissed my cheek. "Thanks for saving me." She said as she walked over to the door. "Your welcome." I said as I put the tea cups in the sink.
She seemed timid when we stopped in front of the house. I was a broken down cottage. "Hey if you need a place to stay In always free." I said, generously. "Thank you for your services." She said as she grabbed her bag. "Also you are really pretty." I said as she walked off. She looked back, "no one has ever told me that." "We'll I think you should know." I said blowing her a kiss.
Spencer's POV
"Mama look at my drawing." Said Sicily. It was a picture of me and her by a rainbow. "Ahhh that's pretty honey." I said. "So what happened last night?" Questioned Hanna as she stirred herself a cup of coffee. She came over and pulled up my sleeve. "Really not again." She said as she pressed her hand to her forehead. "Hanna I'm fine, because there was a guy there who saved me." I said as she looked at me. "He saved you?" She said. "Yes I was all depressed and then he held me and sweetly talked to me." I said.
"Sicily was taking last night." She whispered in my ear, "she was wondering why you were gone so much and if she was a simple mistake." "You know that Sicily means the world to me." I cried back. "Then why do you go out to clubs and drink and cut yourself?" She snapped back. "Because a boy came and broke my heart and I'm a mess, I'm trying." I said. "Maybe not hard enough." She said, "Sicily needs a new daddy in her life.." "And a new mom." I said cutting her off. "There is always second chances." She said patting my shoulder.
Sicily is my three year old daughter. Three years ago, I was raped and pregnant with her. I kept It a secret from my parents. Then i ran away to Hanna's house. Hanna basically raised Sicily because I was not the best. Sicily is very sweet. She isn't afraid of anything she says. I worry for her. What she really wants to say about her quote mother.

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OMG I WONDER WHO IT IS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Hopefully, we'll find out later today (AEST), hint hint!!! ;)
fascinated fascinated
7/25/13
yes!