Gabi

"Hey, guys. Let's go." Maddie, Jordyn and Logan climb into Logan's car and we drive off to the photoshoot.

"Hey Maddie?"

"Yeah Gabi?" Maddie turns her gaze towards me and I mentally cringe. She hasn't called me that in months...

"I have a question for you once we get to the photoshoot. It's... Kinda private.."

"Text me it." Before I can dissapprove, Maddie texts me.

CryBaby💦: What's wrong?

💙NoEyebrowsHoying💙: What are we?

CryBaby💦: ??

Explain further please..?

💙NoEyebrowsHoying💙: Are we still dating? Are we on a break? Just friends? It's been nagging at me a lot lately

CryBaby💦: I honestly don't know Gabi. I really don't. I'm sorry

💙NoEyebrowsHoying💙: Oh.. Okay

I put my phone away just as Logan pulls into the parking lot of the studio.
I walk in first and see Tori standing at the door.

"Hey Gabi! So your style of outfit is like a grungy goth emo type style, you okay with that?"

"Umm.. Do I have to wear heels?"

"Not if you don't want to. There are flats and boots too."

"Alright, I can deal with that." Tori leads me to a dressing room and leaves me to pick out some outfits.

I finally decide on a couple of outfits and slip the first one on.

"Nice Gabi. Let's get somebody to do your makeup and we'll be on our way.  Good luck girl!" Tori gives me a quick hug before walking away.

Goddamn, these poses are weird as fuck. Well, still gotta do it. I see Logan waiting across the room and smile before changing each time.

"Gabi, this is your style." I look at Jordyn then at my three other outfits. She's got a point...

"Gabi, your phone's ringing!" Logan hands me my phone and I answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey honey."

"Hey dad. What's up?"

"We figured out when we're moving to Lithuania."

"Oh... when? Cassaddee's in a coma and won't be out for six months to a year at the least."

"..."

"Dad? When?"

"T....... .....s."

"What?"

"T.r.. .e..s."

"Dad, speak up. I can't hear you."

"Three months."

I drop my phone and sink to the floor.

I won't be here when Cassy wakes up. I won't be here for anyone's birthdays.

Why couldn't it have been three years?

Why?