"What is it? What happened!" Pat came barging into my apartment, his hair messy and clothes half on. His jeans weren't even zipped up, his gray T-shirt was on backwards, and his flannel only covered one arm and shoulder.
"Hailey, what in the world is going on."
All I could do was throw clothes into my small bag and cry. Nothing more. I packed the most important things I could find until Pat came up behind me and grabbed my shoulder. "What the hell happened? Tell me!"
I threw my bag at the front door, ready to go, then took a framed picture of Camm and I and smashed it on the wall farthest from me. It crumpled to the ground in a shattered heap.
Instead of pressing further, he followed me, as I, just like the picture, had fallen to the ground. His arms wrapped around me as I cried into his shoulder.
After at least thirty straight minutes of pure tears, I burst into a fit of hysteria.
"What are you going to wear?" I laughed, my hands trembling as they pulled furiously at my hair.
"What?" Pat questioned, confused.
"What do you plan," I paused for another laugh and leaned back against the wall, "to wear to their wedding?"
His eyes widened and his expression dropped.
"Hailey, who's wedding?"
I could tell he didn't want to know the answer.
Man, I feel like shit.
After everything we went through.
All this time.
It was her.
Some best friend I have.
Why? Why would they do this to me? Jessica destroys every single thing she touches. Me, Camm, the band, soon to be Pat; everyone. She just had to have it all. I can't believe I ever wanted to know her.
Jessica Foster is a disaster.
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Ok guys, this is the second last chapter. One more plus an epilogue. :( can't believe it's coming to an end. You guys are awesome and I love you if you've stuck with me throughout this whole piece of hippopotamus. Pleaaassseeeee go check out of YouTube channel Casi Star☆ and my friends and I's new channel where we post random poo about bands and our majestical lives Weekend Madness. Thank you for reading, I love you all c: (btw this isn't the last a/n)
-Smoosey😊
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