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2 Weeks Later, 23rd July 2013

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me.

It's my birthday and I'm on house arrest. And it's the summer holidays.

39 days to go.

S really created a mess with me and Brandon. Not just him to be honest, Zanisha too. I know she didn't mean to but damn. I would've explained things very differently. I was contemplating breaking up with him but I hadn't decided to go through with it yet. But now it looks like I was secretly planning to break up with him, and he's too prideful to let me explain myself.

Sigh.

And then there's Justine too.

I don't know what to do about her. She won't talk to anyone. Even Aaron barely gets access. She doesn't leave the house, she won't let anyone into her room and she won't answer calls. I don't even get why she's hiding, yeah it happened, yeah we're all shocked or pissed but one thing we have in common is we all still love her. What's the point in hiding?

I don't get any of this. I don't even understand how it happened. Daniel was piping every girl in South right until the day he died, so they definitely weren't dealing. Fam, he would move girls in front of her, in front of all of us! He was the same Daniel, so how did she manage to fall in his trap? Why did he try it even? And Justine has seen the way he acts and she fell for it? I'm just confused. How did it happen? And I don't agree with what the olders are apparently saying about me and Brandon in comparison. Me and Brandon are in a whole relationship. If we had sex, he wouldn't be using me or taking advantage. How can Justine fall for Daniel's trap? Daniel. The gyallis? No title, no nothing. And now she's pregnant. It don't make sense.

There's a knock on my door.

I would say who is it but it can only be Danielle, Mum or S. Although, S hasn't been coming to my room recently, as he's 'sick of my attitude'. What does he expect? Man ruined my relationship then started bussing jokes, gerrarra here.

Anyways, it's probably my Mum. She's allowed me to come out my room now but today I haven't left it except to shower and change, and it's getting to 3pm. I feel depressed. I'm spending my birthday on house arrest. I got dressed and took pictures in my home prison. How depressing is that.

"Yes?" I reply.

She steps into my room, closing the door behind her. I sit up against the wall, forcing a smile. We haven't been on the best of terms, as you can imagine.

She sits next to me on the bed, then sighs.

"Kyrah... I know I'm hard on you, but it's because I care. I've invested too much into you to see you waste your life, you have so much potential."

I sigh and mutter, "Yeah coz I'm just an investment to you."

"Come again?"

I sigh, "Nothing."

She frowns, "No, speak. What did you say?"

"Nothing Mum, I'm tired, I just wanna sleep." I sigh again.

She kisses her teeth, "My backfoot, you've been sleeping all day."

"Well what else am I supposed to do? You've locked me in my room, I can't watch TV all day."

"Watch your tone."

There's silence.

This is how talks always go with her. She focuses on exerting power over me instead of listening and responding to how I feel.