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Don't Forget To Remeber Me

Novel By: FutureMarinesGirl
Young adult



Can a friendship turn into something more?
Bailey Williams is an 18 year old marine brat with more strength then you can even imagine. After watching her father leave since she was little and having to fight for her life as well can change a person. But the one person who kept her sane was her best friend Jayden, who she is head over heels in love with. Can she keep from telling him her true feelings? Or will someone else come in and steal her from his grasp? Or will something even bigger than the three of them take Bailey away for good? I guess you will just have to read to find out…
***Sequel to My Hero's My Marines*** View table of contents...


Submitted:Dec 17, 2010    Reads: 793    Comments: 20    Likes: 7   


The next couple of days being cooped up in the house were horrible. I never liked being stuck in the house for too long, and well this felt like an eternity. My head was feeling better, my bruises were fading fast. I was looking more like Bailey and not a zombie. I was taking a shower since I was going to sneak off to Wyatt's football game to see him. I was scrubbing my body and washing my hair. I shaved so I didn't look like Chubaka, not pretty I tell you that. I always wasn't a give fan of baths when I was little Mom always told me, but when I started to get older the warm water caressing my body, it always makes me feel better. It's so nice. I fishing in my shower and got out of the shower and sighed looking at myself in the mirror as I started to dry off. I don't know what it was but I felt different. I don't know why or how, I just do. I shook my head drying my hair before I slipped on my underpants and my bra. I wrapped my hair in the towel and sighed. I pulled on my t-shirt and leggings before I slipped on a pair of jeans and stepped out of the bathroom walking to my bedroom to finish getting ready for the game. I slipped my phone into my pocket before I started to put some makeup on to cover my bruise. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket to I answered it.

Me* Hello?
Dad* Hey Princess
Me* Hey Daddy, how are you?
Dad* I'm doing okay sweetheart. How are you doing Baby?
Me* I'm fine Daddy.
Dad* Oh really how's the head?
Me* It's fine.
Dad* So you didn't happen to get a concussion on Thursday?
Me* Maybe…….
Dad* Bailey, I'm your father. I need to know this.
Me* Okay yes I did get one.
Dad* How Bailey?
Me* I slipped when I was in the locker room taking a shower after my run. You know I picked up Harley so I took a run and I tripped over the little step in the shower and slammed my head onto the wall and my eyes slammed into the handle.
Dad* Do you promise me it isn't some Boy?
Oh no. He thought it was someone who did it. Like my Mom had. When my mom was my age she had this crap boyfriend named Owen who beat and raped her. She never told Grandpa or Uncle TJ, Grandma or even Uncle Hunter. But that was before Dad. Now Dad protects her from that crap.

Me* Daddy I promise you that it was no one but my clumsiness. I swear on the Marine Corps.
Dad* Okay Princess I just don't want you to get hurt. I love you.
Me* I love you too.
Dad* How's your head feeling?
Me* It's feeling a lot better now.
Dad* Your taking your pain pills?
Me* Of course why do you think it feels so nice.
Dad* Oh Bailey. You are too much like your mother.
Me* So you have always told me.
Dad* Because you are so much like it and it always makes me smile.
Me* Happy to know that.
Dad* What are you doing Bailey?
Me* Nothing…
Dad* Bailey….
Me* I'm going to Wyatt's football game to watch him and Colt play.
Dad* What happened with Jayden?
Me* We is just being a little crap so I'm not taking to him right now.
Dad* I hope you guys make up because you know you guys have been best friends for like 13 years.
Me* I know.
Dad* Stay safe at the game. Watch your head. Don't hit it on anything okay?
Me* I know Dad; I promise I will try my best.
Dad* I know I love you Baby and don't want you to get hurt.
Me* I know I love you too Pops.
Dad* You know how to make me feel old don't you?
Me* and I use it at the best of time.
Dad* Your horrible.
Me* But you love me.
Dad* I guess.

I heard mumbling and voices in the background. I sighed knowing what this meant.

Me* Got to go?
Dad* Yeah Baby I'm sorry.
Me* I know. I love you Dad.
Dad* I love you too Baby.
Me* Stay Safe.
Dad* Yes Ma'am.
I closed my phone feeling happier since I got to talk to Dad. If you haven't notice I am a complete Daddy's girl, and I love it. Grandma always says that seeing Wyatt and me is like seeing Mom and Uncle TJ again. We are just like them. Wyatt is like Uncle TJ, a strong, open minded, heart of gold, Mama's boy. Then I'm like Mom, a strong minded, short tempered, hot headed, pain in the ass, Daddy's girl. I love my family. Even if it isn't normal, or even sane on that count, but it's mine. All my Aunts and Uncles, my cousins, we all are close. Maybe not in age, or distance, since Uncle TJ and Logan, my Mom's cousin, are in Japan with their platoons and their families. Mom misses Uncle TJ so much since they are twins and where always close, but now they are on different parts of the world. I dread to think what's going to happen with me and Wyatt when he joins the Corps. I know I will never be prouder of him when he does falling in the Men in our families footsteps, but he's my twin brother. He was always by my side, cancer and all. I can't imagine what life is going to be like when he is gone. It will be so hard. Or if something happened to him……I shook my head to get the horrid thoughts out of my head so I don't have to think of them. Live in the moment was what Dad always said. Live in the moment. Don't fret about the future; don't worry about the past, just live in the present. He would always say today is a gift, that's why it's called the present.………




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