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   Why the hell did Demi need to "talk" all of a sudden? I walk back to my dorm and flop down on my bed. A few minutes later, Demi calls. I deicde answer after the third ring. She must want something.

"What is it, Demi?" I ask, bored.

"Well, thanks to YOU ratting me out, I either have to abort or go live with grandma and grandpa in Sacramento." she spat.

"Well NOW you know how I feel, don't you?" I say in a hateful tone.

"Look...I don't believe in abortion and I can't drive ALL the way to school from fucking Sacramento. WHAT am I supposed to do?" she says annoyed.

"Hmm, maybe you should've thought all this shit through. So much for being a christian lady whos such an 'angel'. Why do you want my help anyways?" I say.

"Because YOU got me into all this mess! Now YOU'RE gonna help me out of it! I don't appreciate your attitude!" she yelled.

"Whatever. If I were you, I'd do adoption since you obviously can't afford a child right now. You should've known that. You did all this to your damn self. It serves you right also. So now YOU'RE on your own, fucking slut." I spat before hanging up on her.

   While I was at it, I blocked her number. I didn't even wanna hear her shit. She hasn't done shit for me just like my "parents" never have either. Speak of the devil, I got a call from my dad a few minutes later, but I ignored it and went online. I soon got a skype request from Marty.

"Hey!" I say, surprised.

"Hey you! How are you?" Marty asks, slightly smiling.

"Not bad. I hate it up here, but I'm pulling through." I simply say.

"Well, thats good, I guess. I-I needed to tell you something." he says, getting upset.

"Sure, anything." I say concerned.

"Look...The night of the party, I was kind of an ass after we had that talk. I heard the cops came, and I didn't do shit. I just stayed upstairs. I'm really sorry for not stepping up and trying to stop it." he says, hurt.

"Love, theres nothing you or anyone could've done, but its ok. Thanks for apologizing though." I say smiling.

"I'm just glad you forgive me. I really miss you, Lizzie." he says

"I miss all of you too. I wish I had a way out of here." I say sighing. I couldn't tell them I'd be back in 3 days.

"Don't worry! I'm sure Ash will find a way. That guys nuts about you." Marty says, smirking.

"Awe, I know he is. I hope he has something up his sleeve." I hum.

"Just know, if he hurts you, his ass gets handed to him. Ryan says that too." he says sternly.

"Haha. Good to know I have 2 father figures as friends." I joke "How is Ryan anyways?" I ask.

"He's good. he's been busy with film stuff lately. He's been spending most of his time making a film to present at film school up in hollywood." he explainas.

"Oh thats so exciting! I know he's gonna ace it! He deserves it!" I exclaim.

"Yeah! Everyones rooting for him. He's gonna go up there over christmas break." he states.

   We talked for about 10 more minutes about how school was going and what we all had planned for christmas break. I still don't have a clue what I want, or what the family had planned. After I logged off, my phone was still blowing up. Annoyed, I snatch my phone up to see that I have 7 missed calls from dad, and 4 from mom. Now, 5...mom again. I give in and answer the phone.

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