Spencer's POV

I rolled over in the bed looking for Jake, only to realize he left. He's put on a business trip and its been lonely without him.

I'm Jake sick.

I got up and ran to Ravins room. She was my only form of company and the best at that. Nothin else weird has happened the last month and a half. she is now a full three month old baby.

I absolutely adore her. (Pic at top of chapter)

Her eyes still remain the deep blue color and I'm starting to wonder f they will ever change. Most likely not, with the way her eyes seem to be getting deeper.

"Hey, Ravin! Are you hungry?" I asked her in a baby voice. I lifted her from the bed and she gave me a big smile.

I smiled back with amusement and walked into the kitchen with her. I put her in the little swinging basket and walked over to the couch.

Paige was staring at the tv on the wall, even though it wasn't even on.

"Paige, come on, you need to eat," I told her. I lifted her up gently and walked her over to the kitchen stool. Sitting her down, a waft of her body odor found its way to my nose.

I wrinkled my nose and turned around.

Paige has been depressed ever since the miscarriage. I technically don't even know what to call it....all I know is that the baby is gone. She hasn't spoken in about a month now and nothing seems to be working.

I have her on medication that I chop up in her food, but she's still down. I try taking her to the therapist but nothing has been the same.

I just want my best friend back, honestly.

"So...we got toast and...well cereal?" I offered, knowing she wouldn't respond.

I went with the toast and put some in the toaster. I turned to get some milk for Ravin and walked over to her.

"Hi, my little birdie," I said happily. Her face lit up like the Fourth of July.

I loved seeing her smile. She was always happy.

I picked her up and fed her in my arms while walking back over to the counter. Standing on the other side, I go through my normal routine.

"So its, going to be sunny today. We should go to the park or out somewhere. It would be really nice to get out of the house for a bit," I said looking down at Ravin.

"I could've..."

I looked up, shocked to see her with tears in her eyes. She just spoke!

"You could've what?" I asked, greedily. I needed to hear her speak! I needed my best friend to tell me what to wear..what not to wear...or...just off the top of my head....

WHAT TO WEAR WHEN I SLEEP WITH JAKE!

She looked at Ravin and up at me.

"Been a mother," she said quietly. She stood from the counter and walked back over to the couch.

Of course. It was Ravin.

I looked down at Ravin to find her frowning. Things aren't going so well.

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Jakes POV

I've been in this stupid hotel for about a week now and all I want to do is talk to Spencer. Her and Ravin are the only thing I'm craving right now, but no connection.

My mind went back to the conversation with James.

"You weren't supposed to find out this way," he said.

Shit. He's my dad.

"Now what?" I asked him. He sighed and widened the door.

"Come in,"

John and I walked into living room. It was big and mansion like with black furniture and a huge flat screen TV on the wall. Sitting down on the couch, John nudged me and I groaned. Looking at him, he gave me an assertive nod and turned back to James.

He was sitting in an arm chair with his head in his hands.

"You want to explain...father?" I asked him. He sat up and looked at me, surprised by my wording.

I was surprised myself.

"A while ago, your mother was my doctor. We had a fling," he started.

"Affair," John interrupted. He looked somewhat angry.

"Okay, affair. Anyway, I didn't know she was pregnant until the day you were born. I had called it off a while ago. I was shocked when she sent me that picture of you. You looked just like I did when I was a baby, so I knew I was the father... She told me she wanted to work on her family, so the plan was to tell you when you got older. Only, we lost touch," he explained.

"So you were fucking my mother?" I asked firmly. I was trying to keep the anger down.

"Hey, don't get angry. I regret all of it," he said.

It all sounded like a bunch of baloney to me. 'They lost touch,' yeah right. I'm pretty sure he was probably still having sex with her. I don't know how I never saw my mother like this.

She always seemed responsible.

"Hey, Jake,"

I looked up to see Darlene. She was in a tight red dress that flaunted her curves and heels. Her hair was done in nice curls and she looked like she was wearing a lot of makeup.

And girls say guys don't notice things.

She sat down across the table next to me, pursing her lips, flaunting the bight color.

"What's up?" I asked. She smiled and looked down at her painted nails.

"Nothing much, the guys and I were thinking about going clubbing," she said. I frowned.

Majority of the guys here were in relationships. How the hell did they figure they could just go out clubbing?

I nodded and looked out the window.

"Come with us," she said, he bright blue eyes greedily watching my for my answer.

I sighed and smiled politely.

"No thanks. I have a girlfriend, not looking for trouble," I said honestly.

Darlene has been hitting on me for a while now along with some other girls at this damn hotel.

Mike walked over with a drink in his hand.

"So you're not going? The good looking Jake isn't going?" He asked sarcastically. Darlene chuckles and looks at me.

"No, I'm not," I said firmly.

"Cmon man! You said you would be my wing man! You promised!" Mike argued. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

"That was a year ago!" I argued.

"A promise is a promise. Cmon man! We're bros," he said.

"Listen I really don't want to go. The only place I want to go is home,"

Mike knelt down in front of me.

"If you don't go with me, I will flash everyone in this store and tell them

What you did last night," he said drunkenly.

"What did I do last night?"

He raised his eyebrows and blinked really slowly. He's going to say that I'm gay.

I sighed heavily and put my head in my hands. They weren't going to stop until I went.

"Fine, but after this, I'm going home,"

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Lacey's POV

"You're going to tell her, right?"

I turned to the corner and his along the crack. Shay was on the other side of the hall, whispering from behind the washing machine.

"Yea...im definitely going to. Nothing is happening to her without me stopping it," I said firmly. She nodded.

"You know you get out on the day it's supposed to happen, right?" She questioned.

I nodded. Of course I knew. Which is why I needed to be on my best behavior and get out of here as soon as possible.

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Jakes POV

We arrived at the club and were walking towards it. Of course, they had VIP passes, anything for Mike.

Marlene and her two girlfriends walked in front, their butts switching in the right dresses they had on.

The single me would have said to bang them...today I just want to see Spencer.

"Man, you're whipped," mike said in my ear. He was wasted already as he clung to my shoulder.

"And you're wasted," I retorted. He laughed which caused him to fling himself backwards. I picked him up and put my arm around his shoulders.

""Seriously..dude who misses a girl that much?" He asked.

I thought this over to myself...I don't know. Mike is right, I've never missed a girl this much. It's kind of new for me, I used to be a big time player.

"Hey stranger,"

I turned around and spotted the last person I expected to see. Megan.

She was in a nice maxi dress and her hair was all done.

"What? How? When did you get here?" I asked her.

I was speechless.

"Aren't you happy to see me," she said. I sighed and looked up at the sky.

It's like Jesus was testing me.

"Megan, what do you want?" I asked her.

"Well....sex. Do you know how long it's been? I'm like horny every single day," she exclaimed.

"You are not going to have sex with some random stranger from a club! Especially when you're pregnant with my baby!" I said.

"Will you have sex with me?"

I frowned and looked at her. She has really lost her mind

"No! Im not having sex with you,"

"Which is why I'm going to the club," she said and pushed past me.

So, now I'm basically gonna have to keep an eye on her. What a great night.

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Spencer's POV

Two days had gone by and not a word from Jake. He probably doesn't have any internet connection or something.

All I know is that I miss him. He should be here later at 10.

I looked at Ravin sleeping next to me. It's the first time I've woken up and actually seen her asleep.

It's kind of weird.

Gently getting up, I walked out of my room sleepy and went to the bathroom. After I brushed my teeth, I pulled my hair back into a slick ponytail.

Another day

Walking out of the bathroom, I walked into the living room to find it a complete mess. Glass was broken all over the floor, food was thrown everywhere and pillows were shredded.

In the middle of it all, was Paige.

She was passed out on the couch with my bottle of wine in her hand. My expensive bottle, the one I was saving for Jake.

Anger boiled inside of me and the next thing you know I was yelling.

"GET THE FUCK UP!"

I walked over to her and smacked her hard across the face. She woke up, holding her cheek in a drunk haze.

"What the hell?" She groaned.

"YOU KNOW WHAT? I have tried to be that friend you can lean on! That friend who would help you though this phase you're going through, but it's not WORKING!" I yelled at her. She stood up only to stumble back down.

She was hung over.

"Stop YELLING! My head hurts," she whined.

"NO, PAIGE! IM TIRED! You have been on my couch for the last two months doing absolutely nothing. Do you even know how this affects me?! I have to take away time from Ravin just to get you to EAT! You nope around all day, you don't even fucking shower! I've had it!"

"OH PLEASE! Your life is so perfect! Not everyone is as lucky as you, Spencer!" She yelled.

"YOURE RIGHT! Not everyone is lucky! At least those who aren't are doing something about it, unlike you!" I screamed.

She stopped talking and looked down.

"PAIGE, THINGS WILL NEVER BE THE SAME! I get that, but you need to wake up! Take control of your life again because this person you are now is not the person I want to hang around with." I told her.

I walked over to the house phone and dialed her mother's number. She was going to go with her, I couldn't handle it anymore.

Hanging up the phone, I turned back to her. She was drinking the rest of the wine bottle. I ran over to her and pulled it from her lips, spilling it all over the rug.

"YOU BITCH!" She yelled and tackled me. I pushed her off and got on top of her easily, smacking her across the face.

"PAIGE YOU STINK! You're an alcoholic now! YOU DONT GIVE A SHIT ANYMORE, AND YOU NEED TO STOP IT!" I yelled in her face. She stopped fighting under my grip and lied there.

I stood up and walked over to my phone. Her mom is downstairs already.

Walking back over to her, I picked her up and grabbed her by the arm.

She didn't fight against it.

Walking out of the house, I led her down the stairs and out the door. I met her mother's white Toyota and opened the back door.

Paige got in silently and I slammed it behind her. I walked over to the passenger seat.

"Look she hasn't showered, she barely eats, and she is drinking. I honestly don't want to see her again until she is out of this phase," I told her mother. She nodded.

"I understand. I'll call you later," she said and drove away.

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* two hours later*

I was finally done cleaning up the mess Paige had made. She broke basically all of my dishes and left no food in the fridge.

I had to use my money to go buy more.

I dressed Ravin in some clothes and put her in the car seat. I slipped on some jeans and a tank.

Walking into the living room, I place Ravin on the couch and went to the fridge, phone in hand.

Okay, so we need plates, cups, napkins, and everything in the fridge except milk. I said mentally.

I wonder why she didn't touch the milk.

I picked it up and unscrewed the top. A hideous odor hit my nose and I felt puke coming up. Pulling it away, I swallowed the vomit, leaving a burning sensation in my throat.

It was spoiled.

I cupped my hands and drank some water from the faucet. Looks like we need milk too.

Turning back around, I look over at Ravin. Her face is blank and it looks like she is really concentrating on something.

Then I see the candles.

The picture of Paige and I that was on the wall is now on the coffee table. There are two red x's drawn over both eyes. Surrounding them is of course the candles. Only there looked to be a circle around it.

I walked over slowly and realized it was the milk. There was a circle of milk around the entire thing.

I looked over at the counter to where I last place the milk. It wasn't there, but on the floor.

Ravin suddenly screamed so loud i jumped. She bursted out into tears, her face turning a bright red.

What the hell?

This chapter probably has lots of spelling errors. Sorry 😪

No more sneak peaks. Just be here to the next one. Sorry it took so long. Had writers block.