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P.S I've changed it so that Evie and Simon both have their own bedroom, Simon spends half the time with Leanne and the other half with Peter in this story.

Got to tell

When Evie woke up her head was banging. She gagged as she smelt the air around her, she felt smothered by the scent of alchohol. She managed to stumble out of the bedroom but as soon as she smelt the toast Ryan was cooking she had to make a quick detour to the bathroom.

After she had washed her mouth out she turned around to see Ryan waiting at the door of the bathroom for her.

"Hangover?" He half joked. Evie nodded and groaned, she suddenly jumped up with a worried expression.

"Peter!" She exclaimed, "Peter will be wondering where I am, mayb-" She was cut off by Ryan.

"Don't worry, I text him on your phone saying you were staying over at a friends" Ryan said. Evie breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Thanks, for everything." Evie said, "You won't tell anyone, will you?" She asked.

"No, course I won't, not this time, but if I find you like that again, I definitely will." Ryan said. Evie nodded.

"Can I use the shower, it's just, I can't really go back to Peter like this, can I?" Evie asked.

"Sure," Ryan replied, "The towels are in the airing cupboard and all the wash stuff is just over there." He said, signalling to the windowsill.

"Thanks, I won't be long." Evie said as Ryan shut the door.

Evei was all freshened up when she got back home, all traces of alchohol gone.

"How was Imogen's?" Peter asked when she came in.

"Oh, yeah, it was fine." Evie answered.

"You look tired," Peter said, "I don't know why people call them sleepovers, its more like a wakeover."

"Yeah, I am a bit, I'll just go have a rest for a little bit." Evie said, going into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Simon turned some music on in his bedroom and she pulled the pillow over her ears, trying to stop her head banging.

Michelle came home and dumped her bag at the door.

"Ryan!" She called but there was no answer. She looked in the kitchen but he wasn't there, she peeked into his bedroom and still he wasn't there. Michelle guessed he had gone out and decided to use the time on her hands to try and clean his very messy room.

As she was picking stuff up she saw a tie, she was sure she had given his old tie to Carla for Evie. He must've had two. She turned it round and saw the initials EC written onto the label, it what looked exactly like Carla's handwriting.

"Ryan Connor," Michelle said through gritted teeth, "I am going to kill you."

When Ryan got home Michelle was sitting at the sofa.

"Hey, how was the meeting, did you get the contract"? He asked. Michelle stayed silent. "Are you all right mum?" He asked.

"What did you do last night?" Michelle asked, standing up to look at him in the eye.

Ryan cast his gaze to the floor, did she know about Evie? "Oh, not much, just TV and computer, why?" He replied.

"Then what was this doing on your bedroom floor?" Michelle asked, showing Ryan the tie.

Ryan groaned, "Look, mum, it isn't like that-"

"Like what!" Michelle screamed, "She's 13, I could kill you right now!"

"We didn't do anything!" Ryan said.

"Well, then why was she here, according to Peter she was at a sleepover." Michelle questioned, thinking she had caught her son out.

"You told him she was here?" Ryan asked.

"No, I didn't, but I still might." Michelle said.

"Look, I'll tell you, but she made me promise not to tell anyone, especially you, Carla and Peter so you can't tell anyone, understand?" Ryan said.

"Maybe." Michelle mumbled.

"Well, at about 11, I was walking through the park and I found her." Ryan started.

"Found her doing what?" Michelle asked.

"She was on a bench, practically passed out, with an almost empty bottle of vodka." Ryan explained.

"What?" Michelle said, as if she couldn't believe it.

"She didn't want me to take her back home so I bought her here, and this morning she had a shower before she went home, which is why her tie was in my room, she must have left it here." Ryan said.

Michelle sighed, "Sorry Ry, I just didn't know what to think, was she on her own?"

"Yeah, and it wasn't like she got drunk for fun, she looked really sad." Ryan said.

"I'm gonna have to tell Carla." Michelle said, standing up and making her way to the door.

"You cant!" Ryan exclaimed, "I promised Evie I wouldn't tell!"

"I'll tell Carla not to say anything, but I've got to tell her." Michelle said, leaving the flat and shutting the door behind her.

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