“Hey, kid, how was your little date?” Chelsea said moving the phone away from her mouth.

I sighed and hurried up stairs.

“Ryan?” she called as I closed my door.

I crawled in bed and cried my eyes out in my pillow.

Stupid Leo.

“Hey, what’s up?” Chelsea said walking in.

She joined my on my bed and hugged me.

“What did he do?”

“I might lose him,” I sobbed.

Chelsea just held me and let me cry.

She didn’t talk or try to calm me down. She just let me cry.

We rarely have moments like this.

“Here,” she said handing me a spoon.

I took it as she opened the tub of ice cream.

I smiled and dug in.

Chelsea listened to me rant about Leo as we eat. Our mom joined us shortly and she gave me her loving mother words.

After our little chat, I felt so much better.

However, the next morning I woke up feeling like crap.

I took a shower and got ready for school.

I was determined to look my best.

Leo needed to know that I was the best damn thing he ever had.

Tyler was already down stairs waiting for Chelsea.

“Sup,” he said winking at me.

“Can you not?”

“I’m sorry. It’s just so hard when you’re so cute and I’m so horny and there is only a thin layer of fabric separating our privates,”

“I’m going to call the cops,” I said as I walked into kitchen.

“Mom, I found the rapist from Linking Park,” I said as I entered. “He’s in our living room,” I whispered.

“Stop it,” my mom said as she handed me my breakfast and lunch.

“Hello!” Blake and Marcus said walking into the house.

“Hey,” I said in a flirty tone.

“How are you?” Blake asked after he kissed my mom’s hand.

“Just peachy,” I said stabbing my pancake.

“What happened?” he asked.

“Leo is an ass,”

“Watch it!” my mom said.

“Sorry,” I said handing her my plate. She gave a deathly glare as she took it.

I would be getting a long rant about that later.

“What happened?” he asked as Tyler walked in.

“Nothing, it’s whatever,” I said getting up.

“Bye,” I called walking to the Marcus’ car. “Shot gun!” I said getting in.

“I’m going to let that one slide because you’re in pain,”

“Thanks,”

“What did he do?”

“Nothing,” I sighed.

“Okay,” they said looking at each other.

I sighed and looked out the window.

When did my life start to fall apart?

Oh…Tyler walked in it.