Chapter 23- Hatred

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When Sally came home the next day I spent the entire day with her.

I wanted to tell her everything. She laughed and smiled. Occasionally saying comments saying she was glad I was okay.

We hung out and talked about her little business trip. She was so tired but wouldn't go to bed and sleep.

So when I got up to go to the bathroom and saw her asleep on the couch I smiled.

Derek talked to me a few times after that not really explaining why he was mad. Jackson has been busy finding him a new job.

Cole and Alexia have been becoming closer and closer.

And Kylie... I am just hoping everything goes okay.

Rebecca is out of time going to a festival and traveling.

Vince has been a dad to Addree more than her real father.

As I walked out of the bathroom I decided to check up on Kylie.

"Hello?" I asked once the ringing stopped.

"Ah, Rose. It's nice to finally hear from you." She said laughing.

I giggled. "Yeah. I just wanted to check up. How is everything and everyone?" I asked.

"Terrible. Everyone is fine but everything else is just blah."

I walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter.
"What's wrong?"

She paused. "I have to stay at Vincent's it's getting so bad. I can't hide here forever. Meet me at the Cafe near the beach tomorrow at 3. I'll tell you everything then. I need to get Addree into the bath." She hung up.

As I walked back into the living room I started having a coughing fit.

The day before you had a hungover and a small cold.

When you have a cold do you cough? I don't know. I went back into the kitchen and went to the medicine cabinet.

"I can't have liquid. I have a feeling pills don't work... Maybe I should take cough syrup."  I grabbed pill bottles and other medicines and read all of them.

Symptoms, dosage, name, why you take it, all that crap. I finally got to the back of the cabinet and found cough drops.

"Bingo." I whispered heading back into the living room.

As I got to were I was sitting I got a cough drop and turned down the volume of the tv so it doesn't bother Sally.

As I finally got comfortable I got a message.

Cole hates me. I need to talk to you. Please it is about the thing I told you about at the party.

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