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Brendon sat on the couch waiting for his phone to ring.

"Why isn't she calling? She should've been there by now!" He yelled.

"It's only been 5 minutes, Brend." Ryan said. "5 minutes. It could ring any se-"

The phone rang. Without hesitation he picked up the phone and answered it.

"Hello?"
"Hello, this is verizon. We just received an update that a mister Jon Walker asked for. May we please speak to hi-"

He hung up. "Wasn't her."

"Who was it then."

"Verizon. It was fuckin' verizon. WHAT THE FUCK DO THEY WANT?"

"Did you say verizon called?" Jon popped in.

"Yes they did."

"Can you give it to me?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I hung up already. Call them on your fricken cell."

"What is your problem?"

Instead of Brendon, Ryan answered. "He's waiting for Lilee to call. She's 5 minutes late."

"5 minutes? Oh no not 5 minutes!!"

"Shut up, Jon."

"No, I'm being serious. That means she's standing you up."

Brendon threw a pillow at him.

"Sorryeee." And he walked out.

The phone rang again. Ryan picked it up.

"Hello?.....Oh no I'm sorry LILEE, Brendon's not here at the moment.....I'll be sure to tell him that if he doesn's speak now they won't talk for another hour."

Brendon staired at him.

"Okay. I'll tell him....by-"

Brendon attacked Ryan and grabbed the phone.

"Lilee?"
"Brendon!! I thought you were out."
"No, I'm here. Ryan wouldn't give me the phone." Brendon staired at Ryan who was laughing hystericly.
"Oh, that wasn't very nice."
"No...what RYAN DID WASN'T NICE AT ALL."
"Why are you yelling?"
"I'm sorry. I forgot."
Ryan shook his head with a huge grin on his face.
"Okay. So, the people here aren't that nice."
"Why not?"
"The lady kind of threw my stuff in my room...some of it was glass. I'm checking to see if any of it's broken right now."
"Tell her that when I get there in about a week she's gonna have her ass kicked."
"Will do." She laughed.
"Is the room nice and do you have a double bed?"
"Yes and yes."
Brendon laughed. "Good."
"Shit, I have to go."
"Okay. I love you."
"Love you too."
"Bye."

He hung up.

"That's all I wanted, Ryan."

"Lilee has some potty mouth now, doesn't she?" He laughed.

"You retart you were listening in?!"

"Maybe..."
*

Lilee walked around the corner to buy some
stuff for her room. Food and that crap.

When she got to the cash register a girl, about 23 years old was there.

She slid each item and stopped at one.

"How old are you?" She asked.

"18, why?"

"Aren't you a little to young to be using this?"

She sighed. "Yeah but I need it."

"Oh." And the woman continued.

Lilee walked back to her small apartment. She put everything away.

This couldn't be the reason she was sick. She put the item on the sink and waited.

She was shaking uncontrolably. Telling herself to calm down.

She began to cry softly.

When it was done she took her time to read it.

'Please say no, please say no...NO!! This isn't true. FUCK!' She thought. She sank to the floor and cradled her head in her hands. She started to cry again.

"I'm 18 years old! Do I deserve this?"

She managed to get to the phone. She chickened out and put it back down. She just needed sleep. Maybe she was asleep and this was just a bad dream. Oh god it wasn't. She got to her bed and fell asleep. Hoping for some pleasant dreams. She already lived in a nightmare.