SOUR | DAMELIO

TEN!

Addison Rae Easterling had just gotten home from six months of filming her new movie.

She, having one of her many late night cravings, stopped at one of the only open stores that night.

A 7/11.

She huffed parking her car and getting out, she caught a glimpse of the small girl sitting on the curb eating a powder donut and immediately recognized her.

"Wren?"

When the girl heard her name she looked up, teary eyed. "Hey Addison," she mumbled. "Are you okay?" The brunette asked, "Where's the others are they here with you?"

"Nope."

"Oh, so what's going on?"

Wren dusted the powder off her hoodie and stood up, she threw the wrapper in the trash and finished off her Pepsi before starting for the road. "People suck!" She screamed into the night, Addison's mind raced, she'd never would have thought she'd be in this type of situation before.

"Wren, hey, um, why don't we head back to my place?" She held the girl's upper arm. Surprising, she agreed and got into the passenger seat, Addison called Dixie, who HATES being woken from her slumber.

"What Addison this better be life or death."

"Um, maybe, I found Wren."

"Found Wren—what? Where? Is she okay?"

"She's with me now, I found her at the 7/11, she was alone and looks—bad."

Addison heard Dixie shift in her bed as she got up. "I'm on the way!" She said before ending the call, Addison sighed and looked at the girl in the seat next to her, she was dozing off. "Hey, stay awake for me. I don't know if you've taken anything." She said shaking her shoulder, Wren grumbled a few unkind words before snapping, "I didn't take anything."

"Yeah, well, I don't believe you, I don't care if you hate me right now but get over it."

They drove until Addison's street came into view, she pulled into her circle driveway, Dixie's car pulled in a few minutes after Wren went to bed. "You look like a worried mother," the older D'Amelio teased, "I called Milo he said he found her bedroom door locked and her phone in the couch, this isn't the first time she's done something like this."

"What was the first time then?"

"The night her and Charli broke up, we found Wren in a Holiday Inn parking lot."

"Wren and Charli broke up?"

Dixie blinked but then remembered Addison had been away and off social media, thus began the story of Wren and Charli. When she finished, Wren had awoke from her sleep and was in the hallway, eyeing the two girls, she looked pissed. "I really wish you two wouldn't talk about me while I'm in the next room." She hissed, Addison rolled her eyes. "We're trying to help what is going on?" She snapped back. "Everything." She snapped, "From that stupid leaked picture to the the fact I can't even talk to Charli without Chase motherfucking Hudson showing his ass!"

The room went the silent as the front door opened suddenly, in walked Milo, hair messy and has shirt wrinkled. "Wren," he huffed, "what the fuck?"

"Okay, let's take a moment," Dixie spoke, "Wren, you're obviously upset."

"No shit and I wouldn't be had it not been for whoever leaked that dumb ass photo—swear to God if I found out who—" she cut herself off by clenching her fist. Milo shook a bit at that, he knew something, but wasn't talking, Addison took note of his behavior and cleared her throat, "Something you wanna tell us Milo?"

The boy blinked, he furrowed his eye brows, Wren gave him a confused look. "Milo?" She asked, Milo looked down at his feet and back at the group, he looked to Wren.

"Never do this again."

Addison watched as the group left, she walked back inside and sat on her couch, things were definitely not adding up. Charli wasn't a drinker and Dixie being the overbearing sister should have stopped the girl from drinking, she knew someone had obviously brought alcohol, but who slipped it into her drink?

Who would want to ruin a perfectly good relationship?