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Chloe's POV:
I walked into the restaurant and saw all of my smiling friends. It made me smile because I love seeing everyone happy.

I sat next to Hawk and Aisha and Demetri were across from us.

As i sat down I heard Hawk say "there she is!"

And everyone at the table smiled and cheered.

Once I was settled in Hawk put his arm around me holding me close.

"So how's your head?" Aisha asked concerned.

"It's alright, it still hurts a little but I'm just happy that i was able to come here tonight." I said smiling softly.

But deep down I was also really sad. I think I lost one of my best friends. Well at least I thought we were.

How could I have known Robby for so long and never knew Johnny was his dad? He even knocked me out on purpose and pointed out my biggest insecurity to do it.

I have no idea what's going on with him. I could hear his voice in my head saying all those bad things.

"Chloe? Chloeee? You alright?" Demetri asked waving a hand in my face.

"Yeah, just....zoned out." I said fake smiling.

"I'll be right back I have to go to the bathroom." I lied. I didn't actually have to go. I just wanted to be away from everyone.

My head was still pounding, my thoughts still racing, my heart still beating quickly at the thought of Robby hating me.

He was like my brother. I couldn't lose him. I feel like I need to vomit, and cry. I sat in my stall for a few minutes fidgeting.

Just sitting on the floor, leaning on the wall of the stall. I feel hot tears start to stream across my face.

I bet if I had a mom I would go to her for this stuff. She would take me in her arms, and tell me everything was gonna be okay, and give me advice on what to do.

But my dad, he doesn't give a shit about me. He hates me. He wouldn't care if I died. I bury my head into my knees and try to breathe in between my quiet sobs.

It's hard to think that someone could hate me that much. Especially because it's my dad. He doesn't care he gave me PTSD, he doesn't care how much he's hurt me physically and mentally, he doesn't care if I self harm, he doesn't care if I'm depressed or have anxiety or have OCD, he doesnt care.

He just doesn't. All he cared about is drugs. I can still feel his hands all over me. I can hear his voice insulting me and slut shaming me. I can smell his breath that reeked of marijuana. I can hear him yelling at me to wake up. I can't breath.

I clutch my chest trying to breath. I get out of the stall and try to get out of the bathroom but Aisha comes in.

"Woah hey are you okay?" she asked putting a hand on my shoulder.

I couldn't even speak. I collapsed on the floor. On my knees. Panicking. Barely breathing.

"I'm going to get help alright? Just stay here and take deep breaths." she said running out.

I see Aisha walk back in with Hawk and Miguel. Hawk immediately pushes them both out of the way and touches my shoulders.

"Hey look at me! You can breath. Come on. I know you can." he pulls me into a hug rubbing my back.

My goodness I love his hugs. I pull away still struggling to breath. He puts a hand on my cheek. Looking into my eyes with nothing but concern and love.

I look at his scar. I start to remember when I was always the one defending him. The one that would stand up for him. The one that would try to make him feel better about his scar.

I calmed down so that I could breath, but I was still sobbing. Miguel stepped forward and hugged me as well kneeling to get to my level. his hugs were nice, but not as good as Hawks. Hawk clutched my hand while Miguel and Aisha hugged me.

Once I finally got to a point where I could speak again, we all sat back at our booth, and sat silent for a few seconds.

"What was that about?" Miguel asked concerned.

"Robby. My dad. My mom." I said looking down. Hawk grabbed my hand again and brushed my hand with his thumb.

"Robby? What about Robby?" Miguel asked confused.

"We were best friends. I never knew johnny was his dad. And now I'm living with johnny. He has a reason to be mad. He knocked me out Miguel. he didn't care. He pointed out my insecurities just to make me weak. I never thought he would be the type of person to do that." I said looking up with tears going back down my cheeks.

Hawk wiped my tears and looked at me with sorrow.

"I'm so sorry for ruining this happy day. You guys really didn't have to do this." I said.

"But we don't care. We're always here to help you no matter how happy or sad the moment is." Aisha said looking at me.

I smiled back at her. She really is a great friend.