Copyright @ 2012 By Shelbsters15.

This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination, and any resemblance actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Welcome, to the world of romance. Please have a seat and keep tissues by you at all times.

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~Chapter Twenty Five.~

~Sophies P.O.V~

"Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring!"

Ugh!

I open my eyes and reach over on my bedside table to pick up my phone.

"What?" I say in a drowsy voice.

"Well, someone went to bed early tonight." I hear an annoying, sarcastic voice say. "It's nice to talk to you too, Soppie."

I look at the clock.

11:24 pm

Wow, I did go to sleep early.

I yawn. "Where were you today, Gabriel?" I say, hating when my voice cracks on his name."And why are you calling me this late?"

It was quiet for a while and I was wondering if he was going to respond or not. "Um..." I raise my eyebrows.

"Yes?"

"I was at the cemetery." He says slowly.

I yawn again and rub my eyes with the palm of my other hand, that's not holding the phone."And..?"

"And, I saw someone there..."

I smile up at my ceiling. "Well, that's kinda creepy. Was it a zombie? "

I hear him chuckle. "No, he wasn't a zombie."

"Oh, so it was a he." I smirk. "Was he your boyfriend?"

Gabe laughs loudly and I smile and relax at the sound.

I hate it when Gabe becomes serious.

"No, he's your boyfriend."

I furrow my eyebrows together. "My boyfriend?" I laugh quietly. "I don't have a boyfriend."

He stops laughing and growls quietly. "Not anymore, you don't."

"Um..." I say confused. "What are you talking about?"

He sighs deeply and I can tell he's fighting with himself.

"I'm not sure if I should tell you or not."

"Gabe...You can tell me anything, you know that."

"I know...I just don't want to hurt you, Soppie. I hate it when you're upset."

My stomach growls and I get up out of bed and quietly starts making my way out of my room.

"Please tell me. I'm confused." I whisper as I tip toe down the hallway.

"Fine. But, you have to promise me, you won't be too upset."

"Okay." I whisper as I start going down the stairs. "I promise."

I walk through the living room and almost trip on the television remote that was upside down on the floor. "Ugh! Stupid-" I mumble then pick it up and set it on the table.

"Sophie, I saw Zack at the cemetery."

I nod my head, not remembering he can't see me. "What was he doing there?" I ask while walking into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator.

"Well..I think he was visiting his dead brothers grave. At least that's what I heard."

I gasp. "He has a dead brother?"

Maybe that's why he acts like a jerk all the time.

"Yes. And that's not all that I heard."

My mouth waters as I see the pizza from last night in the fridge and I take it out and put it on the table. "What was you doing? Spying on him? You in looove with him?" I ask jokingly.

Gabe chuckles. "Watch it, Soph."

I smile and open the fridge again and take out a diet Mtn Dew. "Sorry, sorry. So what else did you hear?"

He clears his throat. "He talked about you..."

What? He talked about me?

I feel my face heat up as I take a bite out of the cold pizza. "What about me?"

"Well..."

I roll my eyes. "Just spit it out, Gabe." I say, then starts taking a drink out of my soda.

"He made a bet about you. He has to get you to be his girlfriend in the next couple weeks."

I spit my drink out.

What?!