Ava’s POV

Every time I thought about Cameron’s harsh words, I stuffed a spoonful of ice cream into my mouth so I wouldn’t burst into tears. It worked well at the time, but soon my tub was empty.  I turned it upside down and shook it.

“It’s empty!” I wailed, throwing it on the ground.

“Aves, honey, calm down.” Audrey said, rubbing my back. ”I have more ice cream, do you want me to get it?” she asked and I nodded, on the verge of another break down. My dad came in and saw the empty ice cream cartons and candy wrappers.

“Umm guys? What’s this?” he asked, confused. Audrey looked at me, as if asking if she could tell him, I nodded slightly.

“Break-up therapy” Audrey said and my dad looked at her.

“When did you…?” he said and she shook her head.  His expression grew angry and he started looking for something.

“What are you looking for, daddy?” I asked, sniffling.

“My gun” he growled “I warned the punk, I told him!” he muttered angrily.  I got up from the couch and put my hand on his arm.

“Daddy, don’t.” I said, shaking my head sadly.


“No…I-I…still like him” I admitted.  My dad looked at me and then pulled me into a hug, which only made me cry.

“Shhh, Aves.” He said, rubbing circles on my back. “He was an idiot for breaking up with you.  You can do so much better, honey”

“b-but I don’t wanna!” I wailed.  He just chuckled and kissed my head.

“I have to go back to work.  How does your stomach feel?” he asked, changing the subject, which I was grateful for.

“It’s a little sore, but other than that, it feels fine.” I shrugged.

“Bye, Aves.  Love you.”

“Love you too, daddy.”

“So what do you wanna do now, Aves?” Audrey asked when I laid down on the couch and pulled the blanket over my head.

“Sleep” I mumbled, my eyes already closing.  Crying really exhausted me.

“Night, Aves” she said, chuckling.

Cameron’s POV

I would never get the look on Ava’s face as I broke up with her.  I had to tell her she was too immature for me because it was just the easiest way.  I could tell she didn’t believe me, but to her, it didn’t matter, and I felt like such a jerk. My doorbell rang and I answered it, finding Cooper on the porch.

“Cooper?” I asked dumbly.

“No it’s Lady Gaga.” He replied sarcastically “Of course it’s Cooper.”

“Why didn’t you just come in?”

“The door was locked.”

“Oh” I answered, my mind kept drifting back to Ava.

“Alright, what’s up dude?” he asked with a sigh.

“I broke up with Ava.” That earned me a slap on the back of my head.

“Ow!” I said, rubbing the abused spot and glaring at Cooper.

“What was that for?”

“Why’d you break up with her? Are you a complete idiot?” he asked angrily