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Grace
I was horrified. But for some reason angry. I wanted too find the person who did this and pound them In face. This would explain why I'm not crying. I decided too call Liam too figure out if he knew anything." Hello?" His voice was scruffy and sounded like he had been crying. "Hey. It's Grace. Are you free? I need too talk." I heard him shuffle and the sound of the toilet flushing. I held in a laugh. "Um. Yea. Meet me at.....Roadies." He sounded tired, probably upset." Um... Yea. Six sound good?" I asked playing with a stand of my hair. He slurped on what sounded like a milkshake. " Yea. Sure. Bring Jen."
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Liam
I hoped she hadn't realized that i'd been drinking. I needed to talk to both of them about Juan. I wonder if he was lieing too me. I was finding it hard too trust even my closes friends. Which I hoped wouldn't last long. I didn't want it to ruin our friendship. I still had about a hour before I had too get dressed and go meet Jen and Jewels. I decided I would go ahead and get dressed and visit Juan until it was time to go. I through on the same shirt that I wore the night of the first party. Even though it has been washed it still smelled of Juan A cologne and alcohol. Taking a deep breath in it filled my nose calming me some. When I went to exit my room a blue blur spotted in the corner of my eye. When I turned too grab it and through it in the washing him I realized who's it was. "Edman." I whispered glad my mom was at Jordan-Michelians club. It was still wet with blood. I covered my mouth when I smelt the blood. I tried to hold it in this time but couldn't. I through up all over the floor just as mom unlocked the door. It hurt when I vomited, something I've never experienced before. I fell over in pain landing in it. When I hit the floor it hurt my ribs. I screamed and knew my mom had heard. I heard her foot steps as she ran up to my room. She through the door open and imediantly was by my side. "Liam! I told you not to drink unaccompanied.  Oh..no. It's your ribs isn't it?"
About a month ago When I was walking home from Juans I was hit by a car. We never figured out who did it. Thinking of it now it reminded me of Edman.

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