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Shh... I'm Famous 31

Shh... I'm Famous!

Last chapter of the first half of the story. This is not where I left off at and I know that, but I ran out of ideas for it. I've been working on this chapter for awhile and only recently got it all wrote out. I don't have time to go through and correct any mistakes right now so there'll probably be some.

Sorry for the long wait! I'm getting back into writing this so there should be more chapters coming sometime soon, hopefully.

31:

-6 Months Later-

ADRIANNA's POV

"Oh, god what am I gonna do?" Cammie cried into my shoulder, her shaking with the barely contained sobs that were overtaking her small body. Tony stood in my doorway with Luke, Chris and Eli, watching the scene before the completely clueless as to what to do, not that I knew either. "My mom's going to kill me!"

"No, she won't. If she kicks you out like you seem to think she will then you can come live with us." I told her, rubbing her shoulders soothingly, not really knowing what else to tell her. What am I supposed to tell her? Her mom's a bitch sure but surely she wouldn't kick her own daughter out of the house because of this would she? It seems very cruel to me, but then again what do I know about cruel parents?

"Drea, do you think mom and dad will agree to that?" Tony asked, flinching slightly when I glared at him. It was his fault Cammie was in this mess in the first place! I told him to leave her alone and what does he do? He fricken' ignores me and does this stupid shit! Well, okay they were both drunk but that doesn't make any of this any better. Her mom will most likely kick her out and our parents will probably only congratulate Tony, how screwed up is that?

"You are a part of this two, bub. Don't even think about talking them out of letting her stay here, Tony." He glared at me, sighing in resignation when Cammie hiccuped from her tears. Tony wrapped his arms around her, picked her up and carried her out of the room. No, doubt going to his bedroom for some 'private' time, damn hormonal teenage boy. He can't keep it in his pants to save his life and now he wants to take one of my friends down with him. And not in the perverted sense, either.

Once Tony's bedroom door slammed shut all eyes turned to me and I paled. Damn, now what am I gonna do? I can't use Cammie as an excuse to get out of this talk and Luke is just finding it all way too amusing to help me so now I'm screwed. My mom and dad aren't home at the moment so I can't ask them for help, not that they'd help me anyway. Ugh, someone kill me now, please!

6 moths, I've managed to put off this conversation for 6 months, I guess I finally ran out of time. Jesse is in prison now, so that's out and Mark is- well no one really knows where Mark is. After Jesse was arrested for stalking and, well a shit load of other things that I'd rather not talk about, Mark apologized and left. I tried to find him the first 3 months but dad finally talked me into leaving it alone, if he wanted to be found he would be.

"Drea, we need to talk." Eli said looking at Luke with an expression that was obviously telling him to leave, but Luke didn't take the hint and came to sit almost on my lap on my bed. Did I mention that I broke things off with Eli and have been ignoring both him and Chris? Not my best idea but at the time it seemed like the only way to get my feelings in order. The bitch part of it is that it didn't work, I'm still confused and I don't want to deal with the drama.

"Can we talk later? I'm tired, we just got home, guys. I haven't slept in two days and I feel like I'm gonna pass out." Lame, excuse yes, but it is the truth. Going to Vegas on my only weekend that I don't have a press conference or something is really not a good idea. But, it was Luke's birthday so we did what he wanted, although I think he did it just to torture me.