I guess on the outside looking in our friendship looked a little unconventional. She was 14 and I was 18 when we met, and on top of that she is my ex boyfriend's little sister. I guess when things started going bad between us it should have been for seen, but it wasn't; well mostly.

Here let me explain. From the moment we looked past our differences and started liking each other, yeah we hated each other at first, we were so close it was like we were attached at the hip. We did everything together: six flags, water parks, church trips, doctors appointments; you name it we probably did it together. Even with everything that went good though I always had a nagging feeling things would go bad, an I guess you could say I was right. One month things were fine and dandy and the next month things started going bad.

I was falling for her brother again. I guess that could have been part of the reason but other than that I didn't understand what happened between us. Shared events became a contest of who could ignore who the longest, fun times in our youth group became a struggle of having no fights throughout the night, spend the night activities became awkward and no fun, and simple conversations became one-sided especially over text message. I knew from the start I was losing her but every time I brought it up she'd either get defensive and deny it or it'd start a fight. After a while I kept my mouth shut.

Nights were the worst for me. While during the day I could keep busy, night-time my brain would be on over drive. I'd often spend nights crying myself to sleep unless I kept occupied and that's how my insomnia kicked in.

Then came the phone conversation we had about her brother. I wouldn't even call it a conversation really. I had decided to give him another chance. She was the last person I wanted to tell as it was but then she made the situation worse for me.

"Hello?"

"Hey, I need to tell you something"

"Ok, what"

"Don't get mad ok?"

"Look Selena I don't have time for this just tell me."

"I-I wanna date your brother again"

"Ok? I really don't care what you do Selena. I'm not your girlfriend. You don't have to tell me everything."

"What? You're the last person I told"

"Ok cool. I have to go, bye"

And with that the line went dead. I stared at my phone for a minute. She had never talked to me like that before. Her voice sounded of annoyance and what, hatred? I didn't even know nor did I understand. We always told each other everything and me think she's my girlfriend?! That was just ludicrous. We had always told each other everything. Why was now any different, because I was wanting to date her brother again?! Big fucking deal! I shrugged and dropped my phone. The following day her brother and I were dating again and Demi's reaction was far out of my mind. With her treating me so bad lately I really didn't give a shit what she thought anymore. I was back with the love of my life and she could just get over herself. I was going to enjoy myself no matter what.

If only I knew then though how much things would change in exactly a month's time. If only I knew things would go from bad to worse in just a blink of an eye and my world would be turned upside down with just one texting conversation.