Walking up the stairs right now, all I hear is surround sound coughing.

Connor called me and asked me to come over before I head to school, and he sounded like the vocal equivalent of death.

I actually pulled my shirt up over my face and walked in his room.

Connors skin literally looks green. His nose is running like a river, and he sounds like he could lose a lung at any minute.

"Jesus Christ." I shook my head.

"I'm sick." He groaned.

"Clearly bitch, my god." I nodded.

"I need you to do me a favor." He blew his nose. "If Oaken needs any Bebe advice because she's being a whack job, can you handle it? I don't need Ben corrupting him and we all know Ryan when it involves other girls." He yawned.

"Yeah man I got it. You should go take a hot shower." I let out a small laugh.

"I have a fever of 104. I'm not doing anything hot." He shook his head.

"Then you should sit in front of the humidifier with a towel over your head."

"Olivia has it."

"Oh fuck." I groaned, walked out of his room, and down the hall.

I slowly walked in to her room. "Is it safe."

"You may die of the black plague." She said from under her blanket.

I sighed, walked over, and pulled her blanket off.

She was huddled around the humidifier, she was in nothing but a sports bra and panties, sweating, and pale.

"Awe, baby." I pouted.

"Fucking Connor." She whined.

I leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "I'll bring you two lunch. You want the white chicken chili?"

She nodded and laid back against her pillows when Oaken came walking in.

"Con said you were in here. Can you give me a ride to school?"

"I don't know, are you infected too?" I raised my eyebrows.

"No. But clearly she can't take me and it's cold out."

"Yes, go on go get in the truck." I motioned him out the door. "Bye I love you."

"Love you." She groaned and threw her blanket back over her head.

Oaken and I went and got in the truck, and we headed to school.

I walked him to his locker and finally decided to ask.

"So, Con says you're still having an issue with Bebe?" I crossed my arms and leaned back against the window.

"Oh my god." He groaned. "I don't know what else to do. I tried calling her after we filmed the podcast last night, but no answer. We haven't talked since yesterday morning in the hall."

"I mean, you can always do what I did when Ol was jealous of Milly." I shrugged.

"You cussed her out in a janitors closet." He nodded.

"Exactly." I pointed at him.

"Cussing her out in a janitors closet would get me punched in my face. So, lets not do that." He let out a small laugh.

"Oaken." Dyson Ball came walking over to us.

"Walk away." I shook my head.

"Not coming over to get on his case. Just coming over to say sorry."

"For?" Oaken gave him a look.

"You and Amber." He nodded. "Break ups are hard."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Oaken shook his head.

"She, she did call you last night?" Dyson raised his eyebrows.

"No, I haven't talked to her."

Dyson choked back a laugh. "Oh god." He pulled his phone out. "I'm going to give this to you, because it's not my place to tell him." He shook his head and handed me his phone. "But you should."

I scrunched my face and took his phone.

And the minute I looked at this phone, I swear to god I saw in to the future.

"Those are from last night." Dyson nodded.

I sighed, and I started sending them to myself after I scrolled through, because Oaken isn't going to believe me if I just tell him.

"What're you doing?" He went to grab his phone.

"Deleting them." I nodded.

"Oh come on-"

"I think you've done e-fucking-nough." I put my hand up.

And well, I straight smashed his phone. "Walk away. Because once he knows, I'm not stopping him." I shook my head.

He smirked and looked at Oaken. "Sorry again." He nodded and walked away.

I took a deep breath and scrubbed my hands down my face.

You know, this had to happen today when Olivia and Connor are both sick.

"OK." I cleared my throat. "I need your bag."

"For?" He shook his head.

"Just give me your bag." I held my hand out.

He sighed and swung his bag to me.

"And your rings." I nodded.

"Mason what the fuck." He rolled his eyes.

"Rings, and earrings, and chain."

He groaned, took them all off, and set them in my hand.

I am taking everything he can hit someone with, stab someone with, or choke someone with.

"Now what is going on." He crossed his arms.

I sighed and nodded. "I'm not going to lie to you. This is going to hurt you. And, you're going to cry in school. I am going to take you home after you do whatever it is you need to do. But above anything else, I have your back. OK?"

He rolled his eyes and took my phone.

"Leave it at the first picture, do not scroll." I shook my head.

He pulled my pictures up, and his face sunk.

He cleared his throat and pursed his lips. "That's not my girlfriend." He shook his head.

"Oaken, trust me, it is Bebe." I nodded.

He took a deep breath. "This is her giving a blow job." He nodded and sniffled. "I mean. It's just a blow job. We can come back from it."

I pursed my lips and shook my head. "No Oak. It wasn't just a blow job."

"How do you know?" He choked out.

"Because I know. Just, give me my phone." I held my hand out.

He sniffled and started swiping on my phone.

"Oak." I shook my head.

"Hey." Tory smiled as her and Ben walked up to us.

She hugged me and Ben nudged Oaken. "Sup Little Man."

"Ben not right now." I sighed.

He just looked at Oaken. "What's wrong?"

Oaken was doing his best to hold everything in right now.

He handed my phone to Ben.

"Who is Dyson fucking on your phone?" He looked at me.

"Scroll back a picture." Oaken choked out.

Ben raised his eyebrows at me, and scrolled back.

His face instantly dropped. "Oh holy fuck." He covered his mouth.

"Oaken, what's wrong?" Tory shook her head.

He sniffled and wiped his face. "Amber had sex with Dyson last night." He choked out. "And he took pictures."

"Oh my god." She looked up at me.

"Can you go find Sie and Abby." I pursed my lips.

"They were with Ryan heading to her locker." Ben nodded.

I cleared my throat and grabbed Oaken by his shoulders. "Lets go home."

He shook his head, grabbed my phone back from Ben, and stomped down the hall.

"Shit." I groaned and followed.

Dyson Ball.

Dyson putting his penis where it doesn't belong, again!

Just this time is worse.

This time there's pictures.

Pictures of Bebe giving him head, her riding him, him on top, and the one Ben saw was probably the one of him hitting it from the back, and possibly the worst one, her face covered in come.

This is already bad, but bad made it's way to worse with the lack of condom in those pictures.

We finally got to her locker, and he slammed it directly shut in front of her.

"Damn Oak, what is your problem?" Abby shook her head.

Amber turned around and crossed her arms. "Yes?"

"How was Hardy's last night?" Oaken cleared his throat.

"Fine, why?" She raised her eyebrows.

"How'd uh, how'd you get home?" He took a deep breath.

"Dyson gave me a ride." She nodded.

"Is that all he gave you." He choked out.

"I don't know, is all you and Milly did this week work on the podcast?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Yes!" Oaken screamed.

"What the hell is happening." Abby looked at me.

I lightly slid my phone out of Oaken's hand and handed it to her and Sienna.

Ryan stood behind them. "Oh my god." He covered his mouth.

"Bebe what in the fuck." Sienna shook her head.

"If Oaken can fuck around with Milly why can't I."

"Nothing fucking happened with Milly!" Oaken cried.

"Not according to the Hockey Team. Because from what I hear, you kissed her!" Amber screamed.

"Jesus fucking Christ Amber the only time they've ever kissed is when they were 7!" I yelled.

"No." Amber shook her head. "It sounded recent."

"So instead of asking me you go and fuck another guy!" Oaken cried. "You let him take pictures." He grabbed my phone back from Abby and held it in her face. "You let him do it without a condom." He shook his head.

"It wasn't recent?" Her face sunk.

"No." He sniffled and handed me my phone. "I have done everything you've asked, including not being alone with her. And you do this?" He shook his head.

"Oaken." She reached for his hand.

"No." He ripped back. "No don't. Don't touch me. Don't ever again." He shook his head.

"Oak. Come on lets go home." I grabbed his shoulder.

"What in the hell is wrong with you." Abby looked at Amber.

"I didn't know." Amber shook her head.

"After everything that I just went through, you did this?" Abby shook her head.

"I- I didn't."

"Don't." Sienna held a finger up.

"Oaken." Abby turned toward him.

"Don't Abby." He shook his head. "I should've never let you set me up." He cried.

"Oak." I started pulling him.

"This is your fault Abby!" He yelled. "You told me she was worth my time! I fall in love with her, just for her to fuck another guy because of this! She's like you running to Carter when shit happened between you and Ryan!"

Abby's face sunk.

"Oaken." Bebe cried.

"No!" He screamed. "I hate you Amber! You never loved me at all. Don't call me. Don't text me. Don't ask about me. Don't come to my fucking house you stupid fucking slut!"

"OK." I pulled as hard as I could, and I spun him right into me.

Just to get her out of his eye sight, I grabbed him by the back of his head, shoved his face in to my chest, held it there, and wrapped an arm around his back. "OK." I rubbed his back. "You're alright. Lets go home."

He wrapped his arms around my back, squeezed, and this kid just bawled in to my chest as I backed my way out of the school.

This is bad.

Very very bad.

I have no clue who would be at my house right now, but someone just slammed my door shut and stomped up my stairs.

Then my door slowly opened and Mason walked in my room.

"It is way to early for lunch." I shook my head.

He took a deep breath and sat on the edge of my bed. "I need you to promise me that you will not leave this house today." He nodded.

"OK?" I gave him a look.

"I'm serious Olivia. You can not leave, and I can't keep you from leaving because I have to keep Connor from leaving and potentially killing someone."

"What the hell is going on?" I sat up.

"You have to promise before I say anything." He looked at me.

"OK, I promise." I nodded.

He sighed. "I just brought Oaken home. He is a fucking wreck, and when I'm done with you, I need you to go in there. I'm not going back to school or I may kill someone, and I have to go talk to Con."

"What the hell happened."

"Dyson Ball, came up to Oaken and I this morning to apologize to Oaken about his break up with Bebe."

"They didn't break up." I shook my head as he pulled his phone out.

He handed me his phone. "They did now."

I looked down at his phone in my hands, and there was a fucking picture of Bebe giving a blow job.

I sighed. "This is going to sound really bad. But please tell me that is Oaken."

"Keep scrolling." He nodded.

And hesitantly I did.

The next picture was a picture off to the side of Bebe riding Dyson Ball. "Oh my fucking god."

"Apparently Bebe overheard the hockey team talking about Oaken kissing Milly. And no one knows that that happened when they were 7. She thought it was recent, and she went and fucked Tyson to get back at Oaken."

"Oh my god." I shot out of my bed and right down the hall to Oaken's room.

I didn't even bother knocking.

I just opened the door and inched myself in. "Oak?"

He was curled up in a ball in his bed completely covered in blankets.

"Oaken?" I choked out as I walked over and pulled the blanket off of him.

He wiped his face and looked up at me. "How could she do that to me?"

I sighed and crawled into bed with him. "I don't know buddy." I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed.

"Why does this hurt so bad." He cried and rolled in to my shoulder.

"It's going to hurt Oak." I ran my fingers through his hair. "It's terrible, and devastating, and honestly it's probably always going to hurt. But it'll hurt less and less with time."

"Dyson Ball." He choked out.

I didn't know what else to do, so I just squeezed.

"She did what!" We heard screamed from down the hall.

"No." Oaken cried harder.

And then I heard the dreaded door slamming against his wall. "I'm going to fucking kill them!"

"Olivia!" I heard Mason scream.

I flew right out of Oaken's bed and out to the hall.

Mason had Connor literally pinned to the wall by his neck and shoulders.

"Connor there are more important things right now." I nodded.

"I'm am going to fucking kill them Olivia."

"OK. I know. Trust me. But that is not going to do any good." I shook my head.

"I am going to castrate him. She's a fucking minor." He nodded.

"So is he. He's only 17. She's 15. She let him take the pictures so clearly she said yes. We will deal with that some other time, but right now, we have to deal with Oak."

He pushed Mason away and walked down the hall. "I will deal with Oaken." He walked in his room and slammed the door shut.

Mason took a deep breath and ran his hands down his face.

"Babe?" I pursed my lips.

"I don't understand why girls flock to that dude." He shook his head. "What is so appealing about Dyson fucking Ball."

I sighed and nodded. "Great."

"No Ol that wasn't a dig at you. I'm being serious. And the fact that she let him take the pictures, and show Oaken this morning. I just." He cleared his throat. "I fucked up more than Oak did. I actually did something. But this is different. He didn't do anything, and she went and slept with another dude." He took a deep breath. "I get the second hand hurt with the Abby and Ryan thing now."

I grabbed his hand and pulled him in to my room.

I pulled him down on to my bed and just held him. "I love you."

"I love you too." He sniffled. "But I don't think Oaken's going to be OK."

Neither do I.

Not for a while at least.

Have you ever felt like literally your entire world is crashing around you?

Like everything you've worked so hard for has been taken away from you?

Like your dog just died at 14 after spending your whole life with it by yourside?

That is how I feel right now.

My girlfriend, well, ex girlfriend, fucked a dude who has been on a constant repeat of trying to get with her.

She did it without protection, she let him take pictures.

She did it because she couldn't just trust me.

And by now, the entire school knows.

I've thrown up 4 times from crying so hard.

Mason, Olivia, and Connor have been taking shifts.

Mason and Olivia had to go downstairs and explain everything to my parents when they got home from work, and Connor stayed up here with me because he really does look like he's going to kill someone, and I am so cried out and numb at this point that I can't even move.

I basically have no voice now.

And I had to actually take my contacts out and put my glasses on because I cried so much my contacts turned gummy.

Like, I had to actually flush my eyes to get them out.

I have never been more hurt in my life.

After about an hour, my door opened, and Olivia was in my doorway with her arms crossed.

"What?" I rasped out.

"Con get out." She nodded.

"Why?" He shook his head.

"Because someone is here to see him.

"If it's Bebe, just-"

And then Abby appeared in my doorway.

"Con it's fine." I nodded.

He got out of my bed and walked right past them.

"Is it safe?" Abby pursed her lips.

I sighed. "Ab I'm sorry."

She shook her head. "You get one free pass because of how hurt you are." She walked over and crawled in to my bed.

I rolled and buried my face in to her shoulder. "How is she?"

"Who the fuck cares Oaken." She shook her head.

"I do." I sniffled.

"And that right there is why she doesn't deserve you." She nodded. "Oak I love her. You know I do. But I am so far past the point of disappointed in her, and pissed off, that I slapped her in her face. I'm hurting for you because I know how this feels. And I am so sorry. But you know that if I thought she was going to do this I would've never set you two up."

"I didn't mean it." I cried.

"I know you didn't." She rubbed my back. "You would never say anything like that to me. I know you love me. And I love you, so much Oak. But I just wanted to come check on you. And uh, I actually ran into someone else on my way up the stairs." She nodded.

I pulled back. "Who?"

"Milly." She gave me a small smile. "She actually uh, punched Dyson in the face when she heard what happened, and then told Will, who reamed the entire hockey team, then cussed Bebe out in the hall way."

I sighed. "She's here?"

She nodded. "She's been calling you all day."

"I'm scared that if I look at my phone those pictures will be floating around it." I sniffled.

"Mason deleted them from Dyson's phone, and deleted them after he told Olivia and Connor."

"But Dyson may have-"

"I will handle Dyson." Connor came back to my room. "Milly is here."

I sighed and nodded. "Send her in."

Abby rolled out of my bed, kissed my cheek, and her and Olivia walked out.

Milly came walking in and closed the door behind her. "Do you hate me?"

I wiped my face, scooched over, and pat my bed.

She walked over and sat with me.

"I could never hate you." I shook my head. "You didn't do anything."

"I should've never asked you to do the podcast." She shook her head.

"Mil, I wanted to do the podcast." I wiped my face. "She just. I didn't think she would-"

"I'm so sorry." She sighed.

"What did I do?" I sniffled.

"Oaken, you didn't do anything." She hugged me. "You and I sure as hell didn't do anything."

"Did you really cuss her out in the middle of the hall and punch Dyson in the face?"

She pulled away and held her hand up. "I caught a tooth, and called her some things that I'm not repeating right now." She pursed her lips.

"You know, even from 6 states away you were still my best friend?" I wiped my face. "I don't even know how I got through the beginning of her and I's relationship without you, and now I wish it had never happened."

She sighed and flopped back on my bed. "You know, you did help me get through the Andy break up. On face time with me every night." She nodded. "Can I do that for you? Just, now it's not over face time?"

"How did you even do it." I laid back.

"The truth?"

I nodded.