Chapter 11: Papers and breakups

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(A/N the end of this chapter will be reading Pheonixs report like the show did with Spencer's)

"Can you meet me at slausons?" I heard Cam ask over the phone.

"Yeah. I need a break from my paper anyways," I said.

"Okay," he sounded nervous.

I had a feeling this wasnt good. I got in Shawn's car and drove over. He had my usual coffee as I sat next to him.

"We need to break up," he told me.

I held back tears as I asked,"was it something I did?"

"No. I like someone else, and I didn't feel like it would be fair to lead you on. I still want to be friends," he said.

"I'll need some time," I told him.

"But at some point?" He asked.

"Yeah. I respect you not leading me on. I have to go," I said standing up.

I drove back home crying and swearing. I went into with my eyes puffy from crying.

"What's wrong?" Jordan asked me.

"We broke up," I said,"I have to finish my paper."

"Who is your greatest influence?" Jordan asked me.

"Who do you think?" I asked and walked up to my room. 

"Good luck," he told me and I walked upstairs to my room.

I finished up the last of my paper and then snuck out to go work on bars for gymnastics. I had a competition for gymnastics coming up as well. I worked until about two in the morning and snuck back into my room.

I walked in to see Spencer on my bed.

"Morning," I said grabbing pjs from my closet," turn around if your going to stay in here."

He turned around and said,"still avoiding sleeping?"

"I hate the nightmares," I said.

"Its been a couple of months. Coops getting em to. Especially since a new gang members appearred," he told me.

"Who?" I asked,"and you can turn around."

"I think she said Preach," he told me and I did a mini scream.

"Are you okay?" He asked me.

"Bro, that man basically raised me. I love him!" I said bouncing a little.

"Be carful," he told me.

"When am I not?" I asked Spencer and he shook his head.

"Hows the paper?" I asked him.

"Good. I did its neon dion Sanders," he said.

"Really? Why?"

"Prime time!" He defended.

"Get out of my room. Your a disgrace," I said opening the door.

"Goodnight," he said and kissed my forehead.

"Goodnight," I told him.

I fell asleep an hour later and welcomed whatever nightmares were to come. I woke up the next morning in tears. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed my blade. I made a few cuts before I hopped into the shower. The water stung as it hit my wrist but i ignored it as I washed my hair and body.

I packed my cheer bag before putting on a hair of ripped jeans and a black hoodie. I turned in my paper, then after school met the boys at the sports bar.

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