Chapter Eighteen

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Two weeks later, I was at the skatepark, riding. Things had gotten a bit better. I stayed with Ms. Ames and was able to sleep through the night. Kyle and I hadn't really spoken too much, but that was a good thing. If he liked me, our friendship would be ruined and I couldn't risk it.

As I skated, I thought about my parents. I really missed my mom. I missed my dad too, but he was hard to miss when all he did was put me down. My mom never had a mean word about anyone. She always saw the good in people and that was what got her killed. That was why I didn't trust others.

"Hey, Abs!" Danny hugged me.

"Gah!" I gasped as he hugged me while I was still riding. "I almost fell!"

"But you didn't," he laughed. "How are you doing lately?"

"Better. What about you?" I asked him.

"I'm good," he said.

"And Cayla and the guys?" I asked.

He nodded. "All well."

"I'm so sorry I haven't been the best friend lately," I said.

"Abigail, we get it. We know you love us and we love you," he said.

I nodded.

"Come on," he said and I followed him.

We rode to my house and everyone was there. There were flowers, everyone looked nice, and smiles were everywhere.

"What's all this? My birthday was two weeks ago," I said awkwardly.

Cayla just giggled and held Vince's hand and I looked at Luke and Kyle and Danny went to go stand by them.

"Can someone please explain what's happening?" I asked.

"I want you to be my girlfriend, Abigail."

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