" Stella get off the table."

" No."

Stella continues to kick off the fruit that's placed in the bowl from the table.

" Stella please will you just climb down already! You seriously can't be dancing in those 7 inch heels" Ryan begs.

Stella laughs and nearly falls off from the table.

" Nooooo!" she whines and kicks off an apple.

Ryan looks irritated as he walks over to Stella's phone that is connected with the house's bluetooth speakers and turns down the music.

" Don't be a buzz killer!" Stella complains taking a sip from her beer.

She finally climbs down from the table and stumbles over to Ryan. I watch as Ryan lifts his arm above Stella's head so that she can't reach the phone. I watch her jump up and down as she tries to grab her phone.

" Give it back you dick head!"

" I've been called worse." he shrugs and starts walking away.

In a matter of seconds Stella tackles Ryan into the tiles. I close my eyes, too scared to look at the damage. Once I open it I see Stella sitting happily on Ryan's back with her phone in her hand.

" LET'S GET DRUNK!" I had to close my ears shut from the yelling as the music comes up again.

I look down at my watch. It's 3pm on a Sunday afternoon. Chicka is taking her nap and hopefully isn't disturbed by Stella's drunk ass.

Ryan looks defeated. I would've stepped in but I don't know what Stella is capable of doing when she's intoxicated.

"... Stella." I say carefully.

Her eyes lands on me and her expression drops.

" Give me the phone." I say slowly. I take a few steps forward and she doesn't step back.

" Or what? Gonna go running to Liam and tell him about how bad of a girl I've been?" she says with so much sass.

She's triggered a nerve, I can feel it. Breath Everly breath.

" Just give me the phone please." I beg.

She rolls her eyes. I know I shouldn't take her seriously because she's drunk but she's really working on my last nerves.

" Just go and run to Liam why don't you? I'll go pack my bags so long." she says as she start walking towards the dining room exit.

" Will you cut the crap and hand me the fucking phone!"

So I might have lost it a little bit. Look she was asking for it.

" Don't shout at me! " she says tearing up.

Wait a minute. Is she- is she having a drunk mental breakdown? Oh Lord.

" You keep giving me crap! I have a baby sleeping upstairs while you are drinking your fucking problems away and dancing on the furniture for God's sake! "

Stella begins to cry. Through her sobs she tries and speak but I can't hear a thing coming out of her mouth. I look at Ryan for help but he just slowly starts moving out of the dining room to avoid helping an emotional Stella.

" I'm sorry Everly. I don't know why I said those mean things to you. I'm - I'm just hurt that he chose you over his own sister." she sobs.

My heart breaks. She really thinks Liam chose me over her? There wasn't even really a choice. No one gave him a choice to choose between us.

" He didn't choose anyone Stella. The choice was never given. He just got upset over the whole lying thing." I say walking over to her.

She keeps on sobbing. I don't know what to do with a drunk girl. I haven't been placed in this situation in months.

" Come here. " I say as I take her into my arms and hug her. She doesn't hug me back. I guess she's unsure of what to do and probably shocked.

" I'm so-so sorry Everly." she sobs.

" It's okay." I whisper and Stella starts to calm down.

She backs away. I almost run away when I see how badly her makeup is smudged. I gulp and hesitantly take her hand and lead her to the bathroom. I help her take her makeup off and take her to her bed. She needs to sleep the alcohol off.

After putting Stella to bed I go and check up on Chicka. I look at the time to see it's just past 4pm. Liam should be home soon.

Liam mentioned something about meeting up with an old friend today. He took Chase and Lucas with him and left Ryan here to keep an eye on us. I haven't seen mom since this morning and now that I'm thinking of it...I also haven't seen James. I cringe at the thought going through my mind and walk over to my bed. Might as well take a nap now.

Chicka started crying just as I got into bed. Great one intoxicated baby sleeping and one upset baby crying. Welcome to my life.

I pick Chicka up and do a quick diaper change. Seeing as I have nothing to do now I sit in front of my laptop looking at college applications whilst breastfeeding Chicka. The new semester is on the verge of starting and me being occupied with the gang and all, I didn't have a chance to fill out my college applications. Chicka begins to stir and continues on with crying. Guessing she's not hungry I put her pacifier into her mouth. She spits it out and cries even louder. I stand up with her and start swaying her. She's quiet for about a minute before she starts crying again. She might have a burp that is making her uncomfortable. I get her burp cloth and put her down on my shoulder trying to get out her burp. Nothing seems to work.

" Why is she crying this much?" I hear mom ask as she comes into my room with a worried expression.

Chicka isn't a baby that cries often. She would cry for a few minutes but then stop. She's now been crying for over half an hour. I've tried everything. Something is definitely wrong.

" I don't know mom." I say frustrated.

Mom tries and take Chicka but she only cries more. I end up taking her again and start walking around with her through the house.

" Will you shut your child's mouth!" I hear Stella yell from her room.

I walk into the opposite direction as Stella's room and end up in the study. Chicka has been crying the whole time not even stopping to catch her breath.

" Is she okay?" Jasmin asks worried.

I ignore her and walk further on. I try and put her pacifier back in but she refuses to keep it in her mouth. I walk back up to my room and try to feed her again but that doesn't seem to work either. I check her diaper again but I changed it like 20 minutes ago so she's still clean.

" Everly... Why is she crying so much?" Leila comes in also with a worried expression.

" If one person asks me that question one more time I'm seriously going to snap!" I say now completely frustrated.

I know that my behavior towards Leila isn't fair and I'll apologize later. Now I just need to get Chicka to stop crying.

I walk out of my room and towards the garage where my car is. I really hope this works.

" Where are you going?" Mom asks just as I reach my car.

" I'm taking her for a drive so that she can fall asleep." I say as I climb into the driver's seat.

Mom waves goodbye as I drive out of the garage and towards the main gate.

As I get to the gate the security guard refuses to let me leave. Apparently it's Liam's orders.

After struggling for ten minutes with the guard I get out of my car and come to a stop in front of him.

" Look buddy. I have a baby that's been screaming my ears off for the past hour. I just want to take her for a fucking drive around the block to calm her. So in case you want to be left babysitting a cranky baby I suggest you open that gate now." I threaten him.

His eyes grow wide as he looks back to the still crying Chicka.

" Right away miss. " he smiles sweetly.

I get back into my car as the main gate opens.

" It's okay sweetie. You're gonna be just fine. " I say watching her through my review mirror.

Her sobs begin to quiet out the further I drive on. Just as she's quiet my phone starts ringing and she cries all over again. Damn it.

" What." I say without looking at the ID caller.

" Where are you? " I hear Liam's stern voice.

" I'm just taking Chicka for a drive around the block. I'll be back in 10 minutes so please just chill out." I sigh as I put on my indicator to turn.

Between Liam's argument and Chicka's loud crying I'm not able to concentrate. Just as I'm about to freak out on Liam I feel the car jolt forward as another car crashes into the boot of my car.

I'm not able to register what's going on as my airbag shoots out and pushes me against my chair. I immediately look behind me to see if Chicka is okay. She's quiet. I'm about to climb out of the car when the same car from behind me crashes into my boot once more, making Chicka cry again.

I realize that this isn't an accident as the car starts to reverse to bump into me again. I immediately move the deployed air bag out of the way by pushing it down before I start my car up again. I struggle to move forward and away from the car behind me before it can bump into me again. God only knows how many bumps until Chicka gets injured.

" Call Liam." I say into my car's bluetooth but it doesn't seem to work.

My car comes to a sudden stop as another car appears in front of me. The said car stops mere inches away from the front of my car as the car behind me stops as well. I'm blocked.

What the hell is going on. I look down at my phone and realize it's battery is dead.

" Fuck." I groan looking back at Chicka that once again stopped crying. Her eyes are searching her surroundings and then land on me. She starts to sob again.

I jump when I hear a tap on my window. Slowly turning around I see a middle aged woman standing there. She has light brown hair and ocean blue eyes. She has a few wrinkles here and there and her lips are coated in a light pink lip gloss. All in all she is beautiful.

I sit still not knowing what to do. The middle aged woman smiles at me and signals for me to let down my window.

I don't have much of a choice as I see four armed men standing behind her. Slowly I slide down my window and look at her nervously.

" Hi Everly." she smiles.

I smile back nervously. I didn't realize how quiet it has gotten. Even Chicka has stopped her sobs.

" My name is Rose Wells." she introduces herself. I nearly choke when I hear her surmanme. Looking at her I can clearly see the resemblance.

Well isn't this just perfect.

" I'd like you to give my son a message from me."

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