a/n I decided that after this there are 5 more chapters! So I can get to thirty! =D lol many thanks to XODaniiOX, NellyLove, cherrybomb13 and Kennedy's Friday Night Delight for their reviews! I hope everyone likes this chapter!

Songs from chapter 24: 1) What's Left of Me – Nick Lachey 2) TiK ToK – Ke$ha 3) Unwell – Matchbox 20

The truth is hiding in your eyes, And it's hanging on your tongue, Just boiling in my blood...

With a great amount of effort I pulled myself out of bed, not even bothered by the fact I didn't know where I was. It had to be James' place; I had been out with him all night. I flashed back to my conversation with Alex. I told him I still love him, and, as always, he just walked away. He never responded when I told him in a drunken state.

I stepped out into the hallway and knew exactly where I was. It wasn't James' place. It was my Dad's condo. He wanted to speak to me, so James would have brought me here so I couldn't back out. I heard noise come from the kitchen, but no speaking. Dad must be here alone, I concluded as I gathered all my courage and stepped onto the tiles.

"Morning." I said quietly, and he turned around. I was expecting a blowout, but it never came.

"Have a seat, I made you some breakfast." He didn't sound angry or disappointed, he sounded like Dad.

"Thanks." I sent him a small smile, showing him that I really was grateful.

"I haven't seen you in over a week. How have you been, Mollie?"

"Better." I was going to answer shortly and pray that he didn't ask too many more questions. "Yourself?"

"I've been better, also." I knew it had everything to do with me, and a little bit to do with his suspension.

"I don't think it was very fair of Dixie to suspend you just for dating Karen." I said honestly, maybe if I started talking about him, he'd forget about me... hopefully.

"I understand the decision," he nodded his head at his own words, "You, on the other hand, are doing nothing but making my hair go grey." I looked down, making Dad disappointed was something I hated, "Why didn't you tell me, Mollie? Instead of letting me find out from everyone else."

"I didn't mean to Dad! No one was supposed to find out."

"It's alright to want to keep secrets, Mollie, but why didn't you let me know? I became a father at a young age." I hadn't even thought of that. In the eight years since it had happened I hadn't once taken into consideration that my father had gone through the same thing... With me. "I'm disappointed, Mollie, but I'm not one to say anything because I did the same thing. You know you can talk to me about anything."

"How was I supposed to, dad? I bet you didn't tell Pa." I said and he nodded in what I believe was understanding, "I know that you were young when I came into your life, which is why I was so god damn scared! I know you went through a lot of stuff, but look where you are! You created TNA, one of the biggest wrestling companies in the world! I was looking to be a lawyer, and I'm not trying to say that wrestling isn't a proper career... but I would have been the pregnant one, no one would have taken me seriously... I just wanted to get somewhere before I had children." I pushed my plate into the middle of the table and put my head in my hands. "I'm so sorry, Dad. I just didn't know what to do. Don't hate me." The sound of metal on tile echoed through the kitchen as he pushed his chair back. It sounded again and I felt his presence next to me. He pulled me out of the seat and into his lap, rubbing my hair and back soothingly. As if I was a little child again.

"I think you need to speak to Chris, and probably Ashton." I wanted to roll my eyes, but I knew he was right. I had to face my fears.

If there's some way that we can take back, The wrong that we've created, We can change that, Don't turn your head the other way...

Cold eyes, everywhere I went. I couldn't even walk around backstage without feeling like a worthless slut. I kept my head up, just looking straight ahead of me. Not daring to look at anyone. No one would come to talk to me; they were all happy whispering behind my back.

"Bite me." I mumbled under my breath, hearing some things I would rather have not. The door I stood in front of was labelled Motor City Machine Guns. Did I dare go in there? I had to, I needed to apologise. What if Alex was in there? With that pretty little blonde? Suck it up Junior! I made a fist and rapped on the door, wanting to turn away as soon as I had done it.

"Mollie?" Aiden's overly happy voice asked and I felt the sudden urge to knock her lights out. "What are you doing here?"

"I need to speak to Chris, is he in there?" she nodded. "Could you get him for me?" she disappeared and Chris stood there, with his arms crossed over his chest.

"What do you want, Mollie?"

"I need to talk to you." I said quietly, "Please?" I begged and he sighed, closing the door behind him.

"Well, what did you want to say?"

"That I am really sorry. I wasn't thinking of anybody but myself. I think about it every day, I wish I could go back and change what I did, or at least have told you and given you a say. I was selfish, I was seventeen, I wasn't going to think about anybody but myself. I'm sorry for any grief I've caused you and Ashton... That was the last thing I wanted to do, you two have already been through a hell of a lot..." I couldn't stop speaking, "I did want to tell you, I was actually going to consider it... then that thing with Taylor happened..." he snarled, "Right, didn't mean to open up old wounds... But I just want you to know that it was never because I thought you'd be a bad father... I didn't know you, that was probably a major reason, but you were nice and everything..."

"Mollie, stop talking," he cut me off and I snapped my mouth shut, "I do understand, I'm so pissed off right now that it's not funny, but I do get it. I know I'm not a chick, but I probably would have done the same thing. The last thing I needed was a kid. I just can't wrap my head around why you wouldn't tell me, the next time I saw you, you were off with Alex dry humping each other in a club you shouldn't have even been at..."

"I fucked up, I understand that. I don't want you to hate me, Chris. I completely understand if you do... Coz God do I deserve it, but I need a few more friends. I think James is the only one right now..."

"I think Aiden likes you." He said in a joking manner and I pushed my elbow into his ribcage,

"I think she likes everyone... Am I the only person who doesn't like her?"

"Britt and Faith don't, but I think that's because of you." He told me and I nodded,

"What about Tessa? How's she going? God, it's been so long since I've seen her."

"Tessa's good as far as I know; she's been hanging out with AJ a lot more, understandably of course... She may have even gotten closer to Faith... I see them together. As for her views on Aiden, I don't know. I haven't seen them together."

"Can you make people like me again?" I asked pathetically,

"I can do that!" Came Faith's voice as she pulled on my arm, dragging me away from Chris.

"Thanks Chris! It means a lot!"

When the road looks rough ahead, And you're miles and miles, From your nice warm bed, Just remember what your old pal said, Boy, you've got a friend in me...

I hugged Faith tightly as soon as she had stopped walking,

"Don't get all sappy on me!" she laughed,

"I've missed you so much!"

"Not as much as you've missed me, right?" Britt asked and I squealed as I hugged her, "See, I win Faith!"

"No chance I can win now!" Tessa laughed and I hugged her too.

"Moll, you have to tell us everything, okay? I know you may not want to..." Faith sighed, "But if we want to get everything, you have to tell us."

So I once again launched into a story I was ever supposed to tell.