Chapter 8.... Discretions

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" So I have to believe that you're going to the party?" ,Mary remarks sarcastically.

"I'm just going there for a change . Plus you guys are coming with me so I have nothing to worry about?" , shreaked Stacy at Mary with the temper rising in her head.

She knows that her best friend loves her a lot but this overprotective attitude of her just irritates her. No offense she's grown liking towards Stephen and wants to meet him - the person whose thoughts makes her smile. She hadn't known him more than a day and there she likes him. No wonder what will happen within a few months.

"Girl you don't get me . Jem and I will definitely go with you but the atmosphere there is not healthy for you . There'll be the bad guys of our school and ...."

"I don't care who all comes and doesn't Mary. I just want a change in my life . I WANT TO LIVE AGAIN; THE WAY I USED TO !!!!" ,screamed Mary scaring Aunt Marge downstairs who came up running to see what's wrong.

Just as she came up Stacy's temper doubled . Probably all the anger she had suppressed in her has finally starting to get released. Tears started to roll down her whilst she screamed,

" I know you all talk to me out of pity. In know how pathetic I have become. I now know my mistake. I think I'm good alone. I prefer you both to leave."

Mary looked shocked at the reply. Hurt was evidently written on her face. She immediately rose up from the bean bag and while leaving replied with a croaked voice ,

"So finally Stacy Catcher finally sacrifices her long friendship with her best friends for a stupid school party. Great."

And then the noise of the front door banged closed could be heard and then the sound of engine in the driveway.

Stacy sat there quietly for a few moments after breaking down completely in her floor.

The feeling of losing someone again haunted her . She can't lose her best friend.

And then she goes to her hysterical behavior. She pulled the bed sheets and threw it into the floor . Then she grabbed all the stuffs in study table and started to throw here and there. She was shaking all over . Her eyes bloodshot and face flushed with anger and pain .

Aunt Marge just watched with a horrified face but didn't dare to run and call someone. Last when she did that , Stacy got more annoyed at started breaking things in the living room. Aunt Marge just waited for her anger to subside.

Stacy was on the verge to throw the vase when her phone started to ring. She clutched her phone and was about to throw it when the name of the caller stopped her. She waited for some seconds as to calm down and then picked up with a croaked voice

" Hey Stack"

"Hello Linton"

Then there was a long pause in the other end.

"Hello? You there?" , asked Stacy to break the silence.

"Where are you?" , he replied with a deep serious voice.

"A-at my house."

"I'm coming in a giffy . Be there ." , and then hung up the phone.

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Stacy heard the engine of his bike in the driveway but she had no intention to go and talk to him. After the call Stacy asked Aunt Marge to leave the room and locked herself up. She'd been crying her eyes out , although she'd stopped breaking and  throwing things.

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