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"Cal, you're back." Gillian said with a smile.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, walking into the other room and slamming the door shut.

Gillian looked to Emily and then back to the door. "Cal, what's wrong?"

She heard the shower turn on and turned to look at Emily and shrugged, "I don't know."

.:.

She gave him ten minutes after she heard the shower turn off and finally picked the lock and went into his side of the hotel room, "Cal." She said.

He was in the process of throwing two Venlafaxine pills into his mouth. "What?" He asked in a tone that scared her.

"You're still taking that?" She asked, walking towards him.

"Why does it matter?" He asked, throwing the bottle on his bed.

"Are you really depressed Cal?" She asked with a frown.

"What do you want Gillian?" He asked, getting to the point.

"Where were you tonight?"

Cal sighed and shook his head, "The worst place I could have possibly gone, but I don't want to talk about it. I'm tired and I'm not feeling good and I want to sleep." He said, pointing to the door, "You can go now."

"Where were you?" She pushed.

"Go." He said firmly.

"I'll just ask Terry."

"I'm sure he'll tell you since he doesn't care about me at all."

"What?" She asked.

"NIce try, but I'm not going to talk about it."

She sighed and finally walked out.

.:.

Gillian placev her hands on her hips and said, "I hate yo do this to Cal, but where were you two tonight?"

"Strip club." Terry said, taking clothes out of his suitcase.

"What?" She asked with wide eyes.

"He was getting it on with some chick in the back room."

"WHAT?" She yelled.

He looked at her and said, "Some old friend. She climbed onto his lap, gave him a kiss and before too long they were running into the back room, she was ripping his shirt off." Terry said with a shrug.

She was already fuming and shook her head, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Sorry?" He asked, looking up at her. "What did I do wrong?"

"You took him there! He wasn't tired and sad... so you take him to a strip club?" She yelled at Terry.

.:.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I have a feeling you are going to tell me." Cal said, looking over at her.

"Why the HELL would you go to a strip club with Terry?"

"That bastard... he told you."

She took a deep breath and said, "Cal. What were you thinking?"

"I dunno... that I needed a break. Why do you care?" He asked her, squinting with curiousity.

"Because I love you Cal and you should NOT have been doing that!" She yelled.

He shook his head, "Well I did and I bloody enjoyed it." He lied.

She stared at him, unable to see the lie.

.:.

"You are the worst friend in the whole fuckin' world!" Cal yelled, shoving Terry against the wall.

Terry coughed and yelled, "You needed a break! I was giving that to you!"

"You used my vulnerable state for Ana's sake! You knew that she would take advantage of me!" Cal yelled, throwing his fist into Terry's face.

"Oi! You had no problem with it!" Terry argued, pushing Cal away, "You ran into that back room, kissing her JUST as much as she was kissing you!"

Cal shook his head and kneed Terry in the crotch, "I can't believe you would do that to me!"

Terry grunted and fell to the ground, "Why are you just now gettin' mad at me about this?"

"Because I thought I would take a shower and calm down so we could have a civil conversation, but then I saw your face and it threw everything off." Cal kicked him in the side and hissed in his face, "You call yourself my friend? Well think again." He turned around and walked away, leaving Terry on the ground.

.:.

"Baby brother. You can't just set yourself up for failure." Collin said with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" Cal asked, staring at him.

"You knew that if you went out there... she wasn't going to like you."

"I think I did pretty good." Cal said with a shrug.

"You ran out there in your tighty whities and yelled, 'I love you Tanya!' I don't think that that was very good." Collin said.

Cal smiled and said, "It was fun."

"At least you aren't fat." Collin commented.

"What?"

"You've got some abs there. I didn't know that you worked out." Collin said.

"Well I had to make sure that I was ripped before running out there." He said with a smile.

"I think she'll like you. But you're a little weird, so only for that little body of yours."

"Enough for sex?" Cal asked, standing up and walking over to Collin.

"Really, Cal? Is that all you care about?"

Cal bit his lip and looked up in thought, "It's pretty nice."

"How would you know?' Collin asked with a smile.

"Oh shut up. What do you think?"

"It's a possibility." Collin said with a shrug, "I'm going to bed. You're a brave little bastard." Collin said with a smile.

"Hey. Mom said..." Cal rubbed the back of his neck and looked at the ground.

"Mom's dead." Collin said, slamming the door shut to his room.

"Collin, wait!" Cal siad, yanking the door open.

"What?" Collin asked madly.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you just leave like that?" Cal asked.

"Because you always have to bring up mom! We can never have a civil conversation because you always bring her up! She didn't really love us Cal! She killed herself! If we had really meant something to her then she wouldn't have killed herself!" Collin yelled at him.

"She loved us!" Cal yelled at him, "She did! She had a mental illness and you know that! She didn't know what she was doing!" Cal yelled at him madly.

"Whatever. Think what you want." Collin pulled the door shut and locked it.

A/N: Sorry it took so long for an update, but I've been doing a lot with Locked Up and I'm working on another chapter for A Mini Lightman? so I'm trying to keep up with this, but it's hard! Thanks for reading and leave reviews... and read my story It Killed Her! Thanks