Abigail's POV
I felt a little uncomfortable talking about Freya, but Sophie was clever about details. Keeping Freya's identity hidden as much as possible "Do you think if you were educated in this way that you would have understood drugs better?"
"Absolutely" I reply more confidently "I know if someone had said look if you get addicted then this is what will happen and these are the people you will lose, and this is what will do to yourself" I feel tears burning my eyes "I wouldn't have gone near drugs"
"Okay so just as an insight, don't answer this if you don't want to...but what would you say was the lowest point for you, during your addiction" Sophie asked.
"My lowest point was when my parents and Nick froze my bank account so I couldn't get money" I reply "During that time I was that consumed with the need for drugs, I even considered using sex as a way to buy what I needed"
"Did you ever...?"
"No I just considered it an option, I came close a couple of times though" I replied, I was just as surprised as everyone around me that I had revealed this piece of information. I hadn't even mentioned this on Piers Morgan show, I could just see the faces of the people sitting in the next room "So you can see why it's important for me to use my experiences to educate kids in he right way"
"Absolutely" Sophie seemed shocked by my revelation, we hadn't spoken about this before the show and I'm not sure she knew what to do with it to be honest "It's great that you are using your experience as a learning curve for others"
"Well it needs to benefit someone" I chuckle.
'Wow twitters just exploded :/' was the message I read after looking down at my vibrating phone. The text was from Tony, he must have been listening to the show. I put my phone down and gave Sophie my full attention "So when will this campaign be active?" She asked.
"Next month the 23rd" I reply and she smiles.
"Brilliant, well thanks for coming in today. And I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say, I hope it is a success"
"Thank you" I wait for the signal that we are off air and brace myself for Harry's reaction. I can hear the clicking of her heels walling towards the room.
"What the fuck was that?" She cries as she walks in all of a fluster "What am I supposed to do with this?"
I can see Ryan smirking behind her "I'm sorry the timing is rubbish, but I felt it was something that needed saying"
"Live on a radio station, randomly without us preparing for it before hand" Harry had started to lecture me. Ryan was looking at the floor trying not to laugh, he almost resembled a small boy watching his mate get told off by the teacher "Jesus Abi, there's a reason we need warning for shit like this, look at the headlines now" she flashed me an image of her ipad.
"Harry stop" I say finally "It doesn't need damage limitation, most of my private life is already out there after last night"
"Yeah but" Harry stuttered.
"Listen Tony obviously isn't worried about it, he text me before. But he hasn't rung me yet to lecture me about it" I explained and Harry relaxed a little.
"Are you okay baby?" Ryan asked as soon as I faltered. I felt sick and dizzy all of a sudden. It was so hot and stuffy in this little room.
"Yeah its just really hot in here" Leroy handed me some water, Ryan was stood opposite me holding my arms.
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After saying goodbye to Sophie we were finally on our way home. Ryan had been really concerned since my funny turn into he radio station, he definately wasn't happy about me not wanting to go and see a doctor. If I was honest I just wanted to get home to the twins and Freya, who Nick had dropped off at my Mom and Dad's earlier that morning.
We pulled up slowly on the drive on my parents house. We all got out of the car, Ryan, Leroy and myself. Harry had gone back to the office to see Tony "Hey honey" My Mom had opened the door before we knocked, as usual.
"Hey how have they been?" I asked as me and Ryan followed her inside the house. Leroy was making a phone call outside on the porch.
"Brilliant, like two little angels" Mom replied, we walked into the lounge and saw both twins fast asleep in their travel crib.
"It's been a pleasure sweetheart" my dad grinned widely.
"Where's Freya?" I looked and couldn't see her.
"She's in her room honey" I could see my Mom was holding something back.
"What is it? What's wrong?" I paused as I waited for a reply. I didn't need to wait long though.
"Hi Mom" Freya came into the room and wrapped her arms so tightly around my torso I could hardly breathe.
"Hey baby" I gasped "Sweetie I need to breathe"
"Sorry" Freya didn't laugh or smile, she just stepped back gently. I glanced at Ryan who looked as concerned as I did.
"It's okay I was joking" I frowned "Is everything okay baby?"
"Yeah I'm just really tired Mom. Can we go home" she looked up me and I saw disappointment and hurt in her eyes. It wasn't like Freya to be so distant and withdrawn.
"Yeah course we can princess, have you got your things?" Ryan interrupted and Freya smiled gently at him and went to her bedroom to fetch them.
"Mom what's going on?" I asked my Mom when Freya left the room.
"I don't know sweetie, she has been quiet that since Nick dropped her off" My Mom replied "she said something to your dad about not wanting to go back"
"To Nick's?" now I was worried, Freya had always been a Daddy's girl. I watched as Ryan's eyebrows raised, he obviously couldn't believe what he was hearing either.
"She hasn't said why or what has happened but she hasn't been herself..." my Mom added.
"Yeah I can see that" I reply, I can feel Ryan's hand in the back of my neck.
"We'll figure it out baby" he says gently and rests his forehead against the side of my head.
"I should talk to her" I frown as I put my purse on the side and head towards her bedroom "Freya can I come in honey?" I tap on the door gently.
"Yeah" she has tears in her eyes and has obviously been crying.
"Oh sweetie what's happened?" I sit beside her in the bed and hug her.
"Nothing Mom, I don't want you to worry" Freya sniffs and pulls away from me gently.
"Well I will worry if you don't tell me" I reply "Freya please what happened at you dad's?"
"It's Lauren" Freya stuttered and my heart raced "She...she..."
"She what?" My voice sounded harsh as the anger boiled inside me "Freya?"
"She hit me..."
