Chapter 20
Damien
I left New York shortly after bringing Carly home. We had a huge fight. Things were said, and now she hates me. Do I hate her? No. I could never. I know I hurt her when I left but what can I do? Stay around and let her hate me. Everybody thinks I'm missing, or somewhere with Melanie. Yeah, like I'd go anywhere with her. I rented an apartment in California, and spend every day at the beach. Paradise huh? No. It's horrible, it sucks, and I miss Carly. I hate California, I hate my life. I hate everything. Except Carly.
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Somehow Melanie has tracked me down, she came to my apartment tonight. She asks me how I could love a bloodsucking tramp. I throw her out. One more thing I hate. Melanie. I watch T.V. Yes, I have a television. What else should I do all day, except the stupid beach. I fall asleep to the sound of the T.V. I dream of Carly.
Carly
Tyler is the best. We spend every day together. We always hang out after school. I laugh at his jokes, even when they're stupid. Which they usually are. I'm not depressed, I feel like I did before everything went wrong. Damien, wonder where he is sometimes. I still hate him, but still, he was my best friend. I'd die if he turned up dead. Even though I hate him. All the girls, who now talk to me, are jealous. They were never jealous when Damien was here. Or were they. I'll never know.
Right now Ty, and I are watching T.V. I'm eating popcorn, but he doesn't like it. Crazy boy. I throw a piece at him, "Hey!"
I stick out my tongue at him, "Jerk."
"What'd I do."
I roll my eyes, "Nothing."
"Then why am I a jerk."
"Because you are," Tyler sits up and looks me in the eyes.
"You're crazy."
I giggle, "No you are. You don't like popcorn."
Aunt Ginger yells, "Tyler, you have to go home."
"My mom is so weird, I have a cell phone," he stands up. So do I.
"My mom would have the same thing," first time I've thought of her in a while, "Well bye."
"Goodbye, my crazy best friend," I roll my eyes, and cross my arms. He leaves. I'm about to enter my room, when my cell phone rings
