Imagine That

12.

The next morning, we woke up and things were actually somewhat better. We didn't have any rude text messages or anything in that nature. It was a great feeling to not have to wake up to those kinds of messages. But we were sadly mistaken.....

'We're back, bitches!!'

You have got to be kidding me! This is getting to be out of hand! I don't know what to do anymore.. Baylen and I haven't done a single thing to anyone, so we don't know why this is happening to us... It just doesn't make any sense, why cant we just be left alone...

We took our phones down to Tom and Michael, and showed them the message we both received, and they just couldn't believe it was still happening to us after everything we've had to do in order to try and make it stop. Tom told us to take our phones down to the station to show to my mom, which was the perfect idea... Or so we thought..

Once we arrived at the station, we took our phones into my moms office and laid them down so she could see what was said. She was beyond pissed and was trying to rack her brain around all of this.

'Why is this still happening?! It doesn't need to still be going on, this is such bullshit. You girls do NOT need to be going through this what so ever. I am so so sorry, babygirls' she said sadly and a little pissed off.

'It'll be fine, momma... We will get through this. Maybe it's best we just don't have phones on us. Or we do and just not take them out in public with us. Make whoever is doing this think they've won?' I suggested

'That's actually really smart, Bry! We should definitely do this, maybe things will stop' Baylen replied

My mom agreed and so that's what we did. she gave us new phones for the umpteenth dozen time, and we walked out of the station "phone free".