Night time.
Leah's shared room with Stacey.
"I miss you babe."
"Jake get out of here, you're gonna wake up my sister."
"Babe, I love you."
"I love you too, but still."
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"Come on, Stacey don't be a prude."
"I'm not a prude."
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"Get off me!"
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"Shut up. Or I'll get your sister too."
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Struggling.
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Crying.
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Jake sighs.
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"Best you've ever been. I'll see you at Drew's party."
Jake leaves.
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More sobs.
"Leah?"
"I knew you were awake."
"Leah, promise me something okay? Promise me you'll never fall in love. Promise me that you'll never trust anybody. You can't trust anyone, okay?"
"Don't tell mom or dad or Rick, anybody, what you heard, okay? Promise me that."
"Promise that you won't end up like me."
"I promise, Stacey."
Stacey cries.
