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Claudias POV 

We all sat down on the couch. I sat next to jack and we sat across from sammy and stas. 

"Okay. I know this may be awkward for you both, but Jack and I thought it was a good idea to have you both sit and talk, to each other. Jack and I are here to support but to help with your guys talking." I say as I look down at Jack's hand resting on my thigh.

"I dont even know what to say." Sammy starts looking at the both of us. 

"I'll start, Sammy tell her what really went down." Jack says looking at him. 

"Okay. Well, Nate and I went to have a couple drinks. Which I told you about." He says as he turns to look at Stas. "There was this girl, she was batshit crazy. I completely ignored her. She still tried to get my attention and when she realized she couldn't. She started to talk to Nate. Nate was being nice and talked to her back but I just ignored her. Which didn't make her happy. I went up to the bathroom, and she ended up drugging my drink. Both Nate and I's drinks. Nate said he saw it and didn't want to drink it. She said if he told me, she would ruin his reputation. So he just drank his and I drank mine." He says looking at her. 

"So, if I talked to Nate. He would say the same thing you're telling me right now?" Stas asks looking at him. 

"Let me finish." He says holding his hand up. "She took pictures of her kissing me, doing stuff to me, making me do stuff to her. Then she sent them to all the hate pages, which then they sent them to you." He says looking at her still as she looks at the ground. 

We all look at her. 

"So, why didn't you tell me this when I confronted you about it?" She asks still looking at the ground. 

"I knew you wouldn't believe me. You were to busy lashing out at me to even hear my story." He says looking at Jack and I. "Which is why I just let you lash out, call me names, and I didn't try to fight you back when you were pushing me." 

"I was mad, I thought you cheated on me, people sent me those pictures. Did you expect me not to be pissed?" She asks looking at him now.

"I knew you were going to be. Thats why when you came home and slammed the door, I knew something was up." He looked at her in her eyes. 

"Sammy. I had no idea, yet you continued to not tell me until they forced you to talk to me. To actually tell me the real story." She says looking at me. 

"I'm sorry. Just thought you wouldn't believe me." He says looking at us. 

"So what about you flirting with my friends?" She says looking at him.

"Flirting?" He questions. 

"Yes. You flirt with most of my friends. Which I don't understand." She says looking down. 

"Stas. I don't flirt with any of your friend. If joking around with them is flirting, then I don't know what to say." He looks at her. "I push them around, and make fun of them as if they were my friends. You think thats flirting with them?" 

"Well, to me it just seemed like you were." She says looking at him. 

"See you guys, she fucking controlling. Always accusing me of shit." He says looking at us. 

"How am I controlling? All I did was ask why you flirt with them!" She starts raising her voice. 

"Okay guys calm down." I put my hands in between them. "How is she controlling?" 

"She always wants me to bring her everywhere I go. It's like she doesn't trust me. I go and hang out with Nate and she gets all pissed because she wants to come and Nate doesn't want her too. Then she'll get upset because I won't tell her I want her to come. This is like a lose, lose situation." He says standing up pointing fingers. "She always goes through my phone. Once again like she doesn't trust me." 

She just looks down not knowing what to say. 

"Is that true Stas?" I ask and look at her. 

"He gives me a reason not to believe him. Every time I ask him a question, he stutters with his answer, like he's not sure what to say." She says and looks at him. "I want to go because you're always selling with Nate, which I told you I didn't like you doing. I told you the whole deal of us even getting a house, was if you stopped selling. Yet, you continued to do so. Which I don't understand why you would lie to me about that when I asked you!" 

"Stas, it's a way to make money! To help support you! I do it because I want the money to buy you nice stuff! Making music isn't really my thing anymore, I don't honestly like it as much as I use too. So, selling is a way to make myself quick cash." He says getting all defensive. "I do it to buy you nice stuff!" 

"Sammy, get off your ass and go look for a real job!" She says raising her voice. "How many times do I have to tell you that? Damn, sometimes I don't feel like your girlfriend but more like your mother, telling you to do stuff, when you should just do it! Like you see the trash needs taken out, do it! Don't just keep piling stuff on top of it. You see the dishes need put in the dishwasher, do it. Don't just let them sit there. I tell you these things many times to maybe help you get it through your thick skull. Clearly, none of it has even got there yet." 

"I do stuff all the time. When you come home, the house is clean. Yeah, it may not be clean to your perfection, but at least it's cleaned. It looks nice." He says. "Stas, can I think about us for the rest of tonight. By the end of it ill have the answer."

"Okay." She nods. 

With that being said, jack and I put on a movie for all of us to watch. 

Then we all fall asleep watching the movie.