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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:Nov 28, 2010    Reads: 786    Comments: 10    Likes: 4   


School was somewhat uneventful from then on. Lunch I sat with Wyatt, Jenna, Colt, my younger cousin Lucas, as well as a whole other bunch of guys. Jayden did not grace us with his pain in the ass presence or his 'girlfriends' either. My cousins Lucas, my Uncle Hunter's middle son who was 18 just like Wyatt and me, came over with his brother Mason and sat with us and chatted with the guys since they were all on the football team. I was walking to my truck getting ready to go to work when I heard my phone start to ring. I opened my backpack, pulling it out looking at the screen to see who it was.

Me* Hey Mom
Mom* How did you know it was me?
Me* I do have caller ID so your picture popped up and also you have your own ring tone too.
Mom* Oh really. Know what would that be?
Me* Yours and Dad's wedding song.
Mom*Okay your off the hook.
Me* So… Why did you call? What do you need?
Mom* I need you to do me a big big big favor.
Me* Oh no, what do you need me to do?
Mom* I need you to go pick up your brother from day care, than pick up Dill and watch them for me.
Me* But I have to go to work Ma. Can't Aunt Emmy or Aunt Kelsey do it?
Mom* Kelsey is working and Emmy is taking Johnny to the doctor. Remember he has been coughing so she wanted to get him some cough syrup.
Me* Right sorry I forgot.
Mom* Please Bailey I really need to finish work here. I have so much to catch up on.
Me* Fine I will pick them up and bring them to the dinner with me. But please tell me your going to watch them tonight because you do remember it is Wednesday and you know what we all do every Wednesday.
Mom* Yes of course I will be able to watch them later for you. I'm sorry I had to make you watch them it just I need to finish these papers and grade homework, and I have to go a whole crap load of paper work since the marking period is almost over.
Me* Don't worry. Remember Paul said it was fine if I or Jenna ever needed to baby sit that they could just sit in the back row in the booth for our shift.
Mom* Can you feed them too? I will give Paul the money tomorrow. Oh please it will be a load off my back.
Me* Okay Mom, I will put food in their stomachs. Feel better?
Mom* Tons. Thank you so much Baileys. I should be home around 5 is that okay?
Me* 5 is good because I get off at 5 and I'm meeting the guys at the billiards place at 6.
Mom* Perfect. Okay I have to run.
Me* Okay Mom, I love you and I'll see you later.
Mom* okay, I love you too.
I hung up the phone rolling my eyes smiling. I didn't mind watching the boys it's just its Wednesday and I love to spend Wednesday's child free. "Hey Bailey wait up." I looked over my shoulder as I slipped my cell phone into my pocket. Jenna came running up to me skidding to a stop next to me.
"You okay?" I asked putting my hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah sorry." She said trying to catch her breath.
"okay What do you need Jen?" I asked looking at her unlocking my car and throwing my bag into the back.
"I don't know if I can come tonight because My mom on taking the kids till late on." I cocked my head to the side.
"So you can't come to pool tonight?" She shrugged.
"I hope I will be able to go, but I can't work because I will have Alycia and JJ with me." Alycia and JJ are Jenna's siblings. Aly is 8 and JJ is only 4.
"Bring them. I have to bring Dillon and Bentley because my mom is working. Bring them and we can sit them together and have them eat. The old kids can do their homework and JJ and Bentley can color on some place mats and some kids' menus. It will be fun." I nodded smiling at her.
"Maybe your right. Hmmm I'll go pick them up and meet you at the dinner?" She asked walking towards her car.
"It's a date." I called out to her as I got in my truck and pulled out. I looked over at Jayden's truck giving it one last look before I drove away. I drove to the Day Care Center were Mom puts Bentley in all day till be can start kindergarten in a couple of years. He really loved it so it really was no big deal. I walked in and was soon being hugged at my legs.
"Sissy!" Bentley smiled holding his painting in his hand while his back pack was on his back.
"Hey Bubba. Come on we have to go pick up Dilly before we go to the dinner." He nodded grabbing my hand as I waved to the day care worker who worked there. I picked up Dillon from elementary and drove to the dinner while we all sang along to the radio. We walked in and I told them to wait here. "I will be right back." They nodded as Dillon took Bentley's hand and held onto it so he didn't run off. I walked to the back knocking on Paul's door. Paul owned the place, so we was my lovely boss.
"Come in." He called. I opened the door and closed it. It was a small office but it was nice. Paul looked up from his paperwork and smiled at me. "Hey Kid, what's you need?" He said taking his glasses off.
"I was hoping you could cut me some slack and let my brothers sit in the back booth that no one sites at. I would love you forever if you did because my mom needed me to watch them and I had to work, Wyatt is at football practice and Dad's still away." I rambled making him laugh.
"Don't worry about it Bails. Sit them down. They can stay there for as long as you need them to be. Don't fret over the little things. You and your father have that in common. You worry over the littlest thing." He smiled leaning back in his chair. You see Paul and my Dad were platoon brothers for about 8 years. Paul got hurt while he was away and almost got killed. He says my Daddy saved his life when we got him to a hospital. So you see Paul knows my family, and how hard it is to be a military family since he is married with 2 little girls. There sweethearts. SO when I came looking for a job, the minute I said I wanted a job he said your hired. Well that was when I was 16, 2 years ago. I have been working here ever since.
"Yeah yeah whatever." I smiled rolling my eyes. "Can I also feed them? Ma said she could give you the money tomorrow." I said putting my hands in my pockets.
"Sure, tell her not to worry about it." He chuckled. "Jenna's little ones coming too?" I nodded.
"Yeah her mom can't watch them so I said to not miss work and just bring them since I brought Dill and Bentley." He nodded.
"That is best." He said with a thoughtful look. He looked at his watch. "Well you better get to work. I will talk to you later Sweetheart." He smiled getting back to his paperwork.
"Got it Mr. Bossy." I giggled walking back to the boys. They were right where I left them so I guided them to the 8 person booth.
"Okay guys I need you to stay here while I work. Dillon if he needs to go to the bathroom I need you to find me or Jenna when she gets here okay? Just so we know where you are. Bentley you can color okay? You have your book." He nodded pulling out his big coloring book. I looked at Dillon. "Do your homework buddy and when Jenna gets here you and Alycia can do it together." He smiled pulling out his math book.
"Okay sis. I love you." I kissed his forehead.
"Love you too goofball." I smiled walking into the back to get ready to start work……….




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