The Assistant: 3

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emma pov

i'm texting with destiny about everything and she's pretty upset.

destiny

you never changed.
and this is outrageous.
why did you think it was okay to post a picture of her?
what the fuck is wrong with you?

you're still defending her?

yes.
i already told you that i still love her. i don't know what was going through my mind when i became friends with you.
it was the worst decision i've ever made in my life.
i want her back

wow
i thought we had something

you thought wrong.
i wish you would just disappear off the face of earth. leave me alone, leave kourtney alone and leave mila alone.

fuck you destiny

no FUCK YOU.

you're horrible
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ugh. the door to my room slams open and my mom starts screaming at me about the lawsuit.

"why the fuck do you keep bothering that girl?!? leave her alone! oh my god, i'm so sick of getting in legal trouble because of shit you do. you know you don't have money and the only money you have is what i give you so that means you're going to end up in jail for not paying."

"ugh whatever" i say

"you know, if your dad was alive he would be very disappointed in you. you would've been kicked out the moment you first did something"

"that's not true. he would be disappointed in you!" i scream "you used to keep a new man in this house every single day and you were on drugs and alcohol. you even gave me that stuff but i would be the disappointment? you raised a disappointment! this is your fault"

"you know what, pack your shit and get out." she say calmly "i know what i did was terrible but i changed my ways and you know that. i apologized and took accountability for my actions but you can't even seem to do that. so no, i didn't raise a disappointment. this is all your doing"

"fuck you"

"if you're not out within the next hour i'm calling the police" she tells me before walking away

i call my aunt eve immediately.

aaliyah pov

"what the fuck!" i groan frustrated as my head won't stop hurting . i took medicine for the headache and it still won't go away.

i'm thinking about going making a doctors appointment. i'm still throwing up at least once everyday.

"baby i swear if you're not better abt time soon, i'm putting you in the car and taking you to the hospital"

"i don't wanna go" i mumble

"this is your health! it could be something serious!"

"i doubt it" i shrug

a hour goes by and the headache is in fact worse to the fact where i can't think properly.

"kourtney, stay and watch your siblings please, im taking your mom to the hospital" billie say putting on her shoes

"no you're not!!" i shake my head

"yes i am." she say sternly before grabbing my crocs and sliding them on my feet

suddenly she picks me up and i wiggle my legs trying to get away. she heads out the door and puts me into the passenger seat and locks me inside the car.