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Part 25

Y/n's POV

It's actually her. I thought it would be but it
seems more real now that it is positively true.

How could she? How could he go out with my friend? When she was just all up on me in the grocery store earlier? Could she be using Hannah to get to me? I need many answers to many questions. Will I be able to get them?

I look at Emma to see her staring at me
worriedly. I look to Demi to see that a small smirk wants to break free. Nobody else notices.

"Are you okay?" Troy asks. I look to him and he has the same expression as Emma. "You look pale."

"I think I'm going to be sick," I quietly say
before putting my hand over my mouth and hurrying to my bathroom upstairs. I don't want to use the one downstairs because I don't want them to see or hear me vomit.

I kneel down in front of the toilet and empty my stomach. Acid burns my throat as I do it again. And again.

Hands find their way to my hair gently and I already know who it is.

"Get out, Troy," I tell him. "I don't want you
to see me like this."

"It's fine," he says. "Take your time."

My food makes it's way back up to my throat and I hurl another time. And another time.

When I am positive that I will not vomit
again, I flush the toilet and Troy helps me up. I feel so weak. He let's go of my hair and I brush my teeth.

"Are you alright?" Troy asks me as I put my toothbrush back into the holder.

"I think so," I tell the boy.

"What happened? Why did you throw up like that?"

Because I just found out the girl that basically stalked me and I lived with for a month when I was in Florida is now dating my real good friend.

That's what I wanted to say but I can't. I'm
not going to tell anyone about the Demi I
know.

"Maybe it's something I ate," I answer him,
lying easily.

"Okay. Are you sure you're fine?"

"I'm good, Troy." I add in a fake laugh at the end. "Really. Let's to back down there."

He looks unconvinced but he doesn't say
anything further and we both head
downstairs together.

"Are you okay, Sam? I was worried," goes
Hannah with Demi now next to her. Her
head is on her shoulder. I feel the blood
rushing through my veins as I think of the
possibility of Demi hurting her, punching her like she did me.

"Yeah," I respond. "It must have been something I ate earlier."

"Okay," she says and pecks Demi's lips.
I close my fingers into a fist and dig my nails into my palms. A smirk appears on Demi's  face when she sees my hands.

What is this girl doing? What is she planning?

Many more questions rush through my brain but I push them over to the side. I need to stay calm and act as if I have never met this girl in front of me before in my life.

"So Demi," I begin, "how's your life going?"

"really good ," she answers and I scoff.
"Really good" my butt.

"What?" Evan asks me, looking a little
concerned.

"Nothing," I answer.

Troy's POV

The way Y/n is acting is weird. It's as if she
knows this girl. Does she know her? Is that
why she was vomiting just five minutes ago?

I look at Y/n as she sits on the floor, wide
eyes, looking all around the room as if
someone or something will spring at her at
any moment.

I swear, if this girl is the reason of her being uncomfortable, especially in her own home, then I am going to beat the living day lights out of her. She has to be the reason because she is just fine around all her friends. Could I be right? I need to talk to Y/n in private.

I have an idea.

"Everyone," I call out. "Let's play truth or
dare!"

Everyone agrees except Y/n but Emma
makes her play. We all gather in a circle on the carpet. It goes: me, Stacey, Demi,
Hannah, Emma, Y/n, then Evan, right next to me on my other side to finish the circle.

"I go first!" Stacey calls out. "Truth or dare?" She points to Demi.

"Dare," She answers.

"I dare you to take your shirt off and leave it off for the rest of the game."

Sam's POV

"I dare you to take off you shirt and leave it off for the rest of the game."

"Watch it girl," Hannah says and Stacey puts her hands up in defense.

Demi pulls her shirt over her head and my jaw drops. But then, I roll my eyes. I've seen her shirtless more than once. But every time I see her shirtless, I get surprised by her body, especially her chest. I don't show any emotion except boredom.

Why did Troy even suggest this game?

Demi looks over to me with a sly smile and I roll my eyes once again.

"Truth or dare?" She asks Hannah.

"Dare," she replies as she bites down on her lip seductively. This is my friend and I don't want to see her do this. Plus it's to a girl I absolutely dislike with all my heart. I want to just gag at the sight before my eyes.

"I dare you to make out with me, babe." She winks with nobody noticing at me and
Hannah attaches their lips. I look to Troy and he looks like he is about to gag just like me.

This is going to be a long game.
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-And hey! I haven't updating in a while and I hope that was good for you all.