A/N: sorry, short chapter here! Just wanted to get this done because I'm busy. Changed the layout of my chapters, is this better now or the previous layout? Oh and I can now watch the episodes on youtube, thanks for telling me! Loving the third series so far! Hope you like this chapter, the next one will be longer! Reviews are appreciated!

"Lily!" Carmen's happy shouts rang out around the house, as they chucked the glitter at eachother in their room. Lily had come back to live at the Dumping Ground yesterday afternoon, but without Poppy and Rosie. She had been pretty upset, but Carmen had soon managed to cheer her up and the two were back to their happy selves. Frank and Liam on the other hand, were the complete opposite.

"Harry, turn the channel back." Liam ordered, his paitence running thin. The little 6 year old boy shook his head cheekily, and sat one on of the cushions to watch 'The Jungle Book', which was showing on the movie channel. He had Jeff sat in his lap, and both were watching the screen intently to see if there were any girraffes. "Harry," Liam repeated.

"Oi, leave him be he wants to watch this!" Sapphire warned, glaring at Liam and then smiling softly at Harry.

"Yeah, but we was watching something." Liam retorted. Frank bit his lip, looking worried. Liam had been in a bad mood all day.

"It doesn't matter Liam." He interrupted, and Liam gave the three a glare and stormed out. Sapphire smirked, watching him leave. Then she turned to Frank, who was staring after him, an annoyed look on his face.

"A'right, whats going on?" She demanded, sitting up and fluffing up the cushion behind her. Frank sighed, rubbing his temples.

"When I was out, yesterday, I saw Leanna." Frank began. Sapphire nodded, and he continued. "She was with this man, he looked kinda' scary. I tried to talk to her...but she dragged me down this alleyway and mugged me."

Sapphire's eyes widened and she leaned forward, interested. "Let me get this right. Your best mate mugged you? That can't be right."

Frank nodded, sighing again. "She told me she'd give it back today, I think she was put up to it by that man. I don't want to talk to her though."

"Ah, so when you told Liam what happened, he turned all moody. I get it." Frank looked away, and stared at the screen. "Look, Frank. There must've been a reason, you've just got to let her explain, alright? She wouldn't mug you for nothing. She seemed like a decent girl." Sapphire smiled sympathetically, and Frank smiled back. Atleast she wasn't being all moody aswell, and you could always count on Sapphire for advice, when she was in a good mood, of course. He still wasn't going to talk to Leanna though.

"Sapphire, what does mugged mean?" Harry asked, staring up at the teenagers with his big blue eyes.

"Nothing Harry, nothing."


To: Liam:)
From: Leanna
Hey, go 2 ur back gate, got Frank's stuff...xx

To: Leanna:)
From: Liam
kk

Leanna stared at the message for a moment, feeling dejected. She could tell, even by his texts that Liam was pissed with her. He'd probably never talk to her again, Frank probably wouldn't either. Not after what she'd done. Well done, Leanna. She had two best friends who cared about her and she could have fun with them and be herself, and now she had gone and completely messed it up. Oh well, no point trying to explain the situation to Liam O'Donovan. He wouldn't listen to her anyway. Just give the stuff back and go.

The gate creaked open and Liam stepped out, his hands in his pockets. He took one look at her leaning against the stone wall and held out his hand. "A'ight, hand it over." He said, his tone flat and his eyes cold. Leanna fumbled in her pocket and pulled out the wallet and the voucher, and placed it in the boy's awaiting hand.

"It's all there, you can check." She stated, and turned to go, pulling her hood up over her head.

"Why'd you do it?" That made her turn around, and she studied him for a moment. He had sat down on the step and was watching her with his curious brown eyes, his elbows resting on his knees.

"I had to."

"Yeah, but you could've said no. Whoever he was, he don't own you Leanna!" Liam said, a hint of fustration in his voice. Even if he wasn't going to be friends with her anymore, he still wanted to know what made her do it. After all, what had Frank ever done? Nothing, exactly.

"And neither do you, Liam! I had no choice, a'ight?" She was facing him now, her arms crossed in a defensive way. She wasn't eager to be open about things. There was silence for a couple of seconds.

"Look, I don't care if you had a choice or not. You still shouldn't 'ave done it, C'mon Leanna, Frank's one of your best mates!" He stood up, his voice raising.

Leanna stiffened, her eyes growing cold and dark. He just wouldn't give it a rest, would he? "Yeah, and that's why I did it. It was for his own safety!" It was true, though. He would have hurt Frank bad if Leanna hadn't agreed. She'd had it happen before, and wasn't ready to let her best mate be beaten up by that monster.

"Huh, why did I bother? You just used us didn't you." Liam accused, clenching his fists. That whole summer of friendship, for nothing.

"S'cuse me? Use you? You're wrong there Liam. Maybe I was the one who made the mistake." She shoved her hands in her pockets and breathed slowly, trying not to lose her temper. Though she looked angry on the ouside, her heart was breaking. She hated fighting with those who meant most to her, and she knew that it was serious now, there was no going back.

"So what you're trying to say is, you should've never talked to us that day at the market? You're right. Things would be so much better if you didn't." He shouted, turning to go back up the steps and to the house.

"Okay then, that's it. You're just gonna' accuse me of using you's when you actually meant a whole lot to me. Great." Her eyes were filling with tears but she blinked them away, determined not to seem weak. Thats the first step to trouble.

Liam on the other hand, was fuming. "Whatever," He scoffed. "You mean nothin' to me, or Frank, Leannabeth Smith." He didn't mean it, really. he just seemed to say stuff when he was angry, stuff he didn't always mean.

"S'okay. It ain't your fault. Just one last thing, fuck you." She swore, scowling at him before storming off, not looking back once. He meant nothing to her, not anymore. But he did, they both did.

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