"What do you mean she's gone?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "She ran away," he replied quietly. "But why?" "I'm honestly not sure. She thinks we were being unfair and judgmental. But Randy…there was something I wanted to talk to you about." "What?" "What if we were wrong for doing what we did yesterday?" "How are we wrong? He's a-" "He could've changed, man." I sighed with disbelief.

"Man…please stick with me here on this one. People like that don't just change within a matter of 3 years. Please just trust me." "I don't know…right now let's just worry about my sister." "Did she tell you where she went?" "No, she just said she needed her space for a while." "Where do you think she went?" "Honestly…I don't know." "Do you think she went…" "No, definitely not. She wouldn't do that. She only knows him for a few hours. And plus…she said that she wasn't going to Cody's in the end of her letter." "Oh, good." "What the hell is wrong with her?" "John, this is all my fault. I should call her." "Ok, and let me talk to her when you're done." "K," I nodded.

I took out my cell phone and dialed Ava's number.

"Hello?" She sounded pretty happy.

"Ava! Hi, are you ok?" I said enthusiastically.

"Oh, hey, Randy. Yeah I'm fine." I figured her voice would get more angry when she heard my voice.

"Where are you?"

"I'm not at Cody's, if that's the answer you're looking for."

"No, Ava, I promise that's not what I was asking."

"Oh, ok. So you really wanna know where I am?"

"Yes, are you on the streets? Are you living outside of a dumpster? Are you like-"

"Randy, chill. I'm really ok. I'm just staying with me cousin Kristen for a while."

"Oh," I laughed softly at how retarded I had sounded two seconds ago.

"Anymore questions, Mr. Orton?"

"Yes."

"Oh, jeez."

"When are you coming back?"

"I don't know. Maybe next week. I WAS running away 'cause I was mad at you and John…but you changed my mind," she giggled, "So now I'm just staying here 'cause I'm having fun with Kristen and I haven't seen her in a while."

"Oh, alright. Just be aware…I'm calling you every night and every morning, ok?"

"Ok. Oh and Randy?"

"Yes?"

"I love you, Randy."

"Uh, WHAT?"

"You know…like a brother. I love you."

"Oh…I love you too…like a sister."

"Aw, thank you. You're too kind, Mr. Orton/my new big brother."

"Yes I know I'm very kind, Ms. Cena/my new little sister."

"Ha-ha. Well listen, I gotta go. But call me tonight, ok?"

"DUH. Love you, Ava."

"Love you too, Randy."

I hung up and sighed a happy sigh. "Hey, ding dong, you were supposed to let me talk to her," John laughed. "Oh, right. Sorry," I apologized. "It's cool. But I'm gonna go in the shower. I'll be out…when I get out." John practically danced upstairs. "Freak," I rolled my eyes.

I sat on the couch, grabbed the remote, and turned on the TV. "Ah," I sighed again as I stretched my arms and legs out in front of me.

Just when I was about to doze off into a long sleep, the doorbell rang. Damn bell. "Ugh," I groaned as I wobbled to my feet and stumbled to the door. The second I opened it I was being pulled outside and pushed against the front of the house.

"Listen, Orton," the voice demanded viciously. I turned my head to see who this bastard was. I should've known. CODY. "You know what I'm all about, right Randy? You know what I make of living of. I know that you know. Don't think I forgot about your sister." I let out a long, angry growl in his ear. "Now…if you tell Ava about the whole rapist thing, than I'll rape your sister again. I swear I will!" My cheeks began to flush with anger. "Ava already knows," I growled angrily. "Well than let her know that I've changed, and that I'm a better person than that now. And if not…maybe your sister will get the joy of being in bed with me again." "Fine," I groaned. I really regretted this, but I couldn't think of anything else to do. Becky WAS my sister. "Get OFF me," I demanded as I shoved him off of me. Before he walked away he grabbed me and pulled me close to his face. "You won't tell ANYONE about this."