A/N: HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS CHAPTER. DON'T HATE ME FOR WHAT HAPPENS HERE. THIS ISN'T THE BEST CHAPTER BUT I PROMISE IT'LL GET BETTER. ENJOY.



"Does this mean that you and Jason are official now?" Belle asked as she, Chloe and Mimi waited for the guys to meet them at dotcom.

"Actually, I don't know what we are." Mimi said quietly.

"Well you like each other and you kissed-"

""Okay, just because we kissed more than once does not make anything official." Mimi interrupted. "I'll let Jason decide what we are. Maybe, he just thinks we're kissing buddies." She added.

"What?" Chloe asked, looking shocked.

"Kissing buddies. I'm sure you know what those are." She said sarcastically.

"Yeah, I know what those are, Meems." Chloe replied.

"Why would you think that? Mimi, that's horrible." Belle interrupted.

"Because..because it's Jason we're talking about here." She started. "I know what he was like. He's been with a lot of girls. Why is it any different with me?" She asked, sighing softly as she brushed her hair with her fingers. "And he hasn't called me in a week and when we get the chance to talk, he never mentions it."

"Then you mention it." Chloe suggested.

Mimi shook her head. "No way. I'm not going to bring up a simple kiss to Jason. He'll think I'm being dumb." She declared.

"I bet he would." Jan piped in.

The three girls looked at her; Mimi glaring.

"What do you want?" She demanded.

"Oh, nothing. Just looking for Jason." Jan said coyly.

"Why? What do you want with him?" Chloe inquired.

Jan shrugged her shoulders. "I just wanted to give him his things back."

"His things?" Mimi echoed.

"Jan, it's obvious that he's not here. Why don't you leave so that we can enjoy the rest of the afternoon?" Belle said angrily, surprising the rest of them by her sudden coldness.

"Since, I have better things to do, why don't you give it to him for me, Meems?" Jan grinned.

"I'm not your messenger, Jan." Mimi declared icily.

"I don't care. You take them." She said shoving the box at Mimi. Jan suddenly put her hand in the box and pulled out a shirt. "He left this at my house in the weekend. Tell him I don't appreciate him leaving his mess after spending the night in my house." Jan said firmly. "See ya." She said as she walked away from them.

"Oh, Meems. I'm so sorry." Belle said quietly as she walked over to her friend.

"Hey guys." Chloe said when she spotted the boys, giving Mimi a warning.

Jason walked over to Mimi but she backed away and everyone saw it. Philip and Shawn looked at the girls suspiciously.

"Don't touch me." Mimi said coldly.

"What did I do now?" Jason asked, feeling embarrassed and confused.

Mimi shook her head at him. She was so hurt that she just wanted to punch him.

"This!" She said practically throwing the box at him but he caught it anyway, almost spilling the contents.

"What's this?"

Mimi sighed deeply. She couldn't look at him. All she saw was the image of him and Jan together and it made her cringe. "There's your answer, Belle." Mimi said, ignoring Jason's question.

She darted away from them before he could stop her and Belle and Chloe ran after her.

"Don't follow!" Chloe declared, warning him.

Mimi ran as fast a she could to her house. She had heard Belle and Chloe calling after her but she managed to lose them.

She ran right to her room and flung herself on the bed and sobbed.

"Mimi, are you okay?" Maureen Lockhart asked, knocking softly on her daughter's door.

"I'm fine, Mom." Mimi replied, her voice strong.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure." Mimi said wiping the tears hastily and glancing herself in the mirror. She looked fine. She'd blame the cold on her face being flushed.

"Mimi, we have guests downstairs." Maureen announced happily.

"Who?" She asked, forgetting about Jason for a minute.

"Your uncle James, his wife Camilla and Camilla's son, Evan." Maureen replied. "You remember them, don't you?"

Mimi nodded. It's been five years since they saw them but Mimi practically grew up with Evan until the moved to France. "I'll be downstairs. Let me freshen up." She said cheerfully.

Maureen nodded.

Mimi came downstairs a few minutes later and was flooded by hugs and kisses.

"Hey, brat." Evan said cheerfully as he greeted her.

Mimi looked up at the boy that she practically thought of as her older brother. He looked almost the same as the last time she saw him which was when she was twelve and he was fifteen. He looked a few inches taller, and his hair was shorter.

"Hey you." She said hugging him. Boy, did she miss him.

"You're all grown up." Her uncle James said looking at her.

"Well, not that much." Mimi replied.

"You're more beautiful than ever." Camilla joined in and Mimi thanked her.

During supper..

"Are you staying here for the rest of the holidays?" Mimi asked her aunt and uncle.

"We're just here until Christmas day." Camilla replied.

"That's what we wanted to talk to you about, dear." Maureen said, looking at her husband.

"Me?" Mimi asked, slightly confused.

"Your aunt and uncle would like to take you back to France until the New Year." Maureen declared and Mimi's jaw dropped.

"I'm speechless." She said.

Evan chuckled. "That's a first."

"Well, will you consider it?" James asked.

"Mom, Dad?" She looked at her parents enthusiastically who nodded. Mimi squealed. "I'm going to France! I'm going to France! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She said happily as she went around the room hugging all the adults.

"Good to hear that you're happy." Her dad stated. "Let's finish eating." He chuckled at her daughter who sat back down, beaming from ear to ear.

Christmas Eve.

"Meems, there's a guy on the phone for you!" Evan called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Tell him I'm not here!" She replied from her bedroom.

"Uh, he says, it's important and he knows you're there!"

Mimi yanked the door open, groaning as she descended down the stairs. She smiled at Evan apologetically when she took the phone from him.

"Yeah?" She asked harshly.

"Mimi, who was that?" Jason demanded.

"Nobody you know." She replied curtly.

"Look, I know you're hurt but cheating on me wouldn't help." Jason declared.

"Cheating on you! How dare you even accuse me of that, Jason Welles!" Mimi exclaimed furiously. "I am not cheating on you because we're not together and you have the nerve of even saying that to me after what you did!" She said slamming the phone angrily.

Evan was watching her curiously; a worried and slightly amused look on his face.

"Don't ask." She said.

"Okay. But he sounds like a nice guy and he seems worried." Evan declared.

"He isn't nice Evan, and he only cares about himself." She said coldly.

"You want to talk about it?"

"No." She answered.

The phone rang again and Mimi groaned. "Don't answer that." She ordered.

"Meems, you're going to have to talk to him sooner or later." Evan said softly.

"But I don't want to." She whispered.

"Okay, but your parents are going to start wondering why you refuse to answer the phone." He said.

Mimi sighed heavily as she got up from the rather comfortable couch and answered the phone.

"I said, go away!" She yelled. "Oh, hey Shawn. Sorry about that."

"I'm guessing you and Jason are still fighting."

"Yeah." She said quietly. "I'm assuming you're looking for Belle." Mimi said with a small smile on her face.

"Yeah."

"Well, she isn't here. She and Chloe are with Mrs. Black. They're over at the hospital with the kids." Mimi explained.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot. I heard you were going away for the holidays." Shawn stated.

"Just for a week or so." Mimi replied.

"Does Jason know?"

"Why should I tell him? He doesn't deserve to know." Mimi declared bitterly.

"Meems, just listen to what he has to say. Jason really cares about you. Give him a chance." Shawn advised her quietly.

"I don't know, Shawn. It seems hopeless."

"Only if you make it that way. Don't get me wrong but he's a guy. He makes mistakes. He didn't mean it to hurt you." Shawn said softly.

"Thanks."

"Well, I better go. Merry Christmas, Meems."

"Merry Christmas, Shawn." Mimi said and went to the kitchen. "You want anything?" She asked Evan who was slumped on the couch, comfortably watching reruns.

Mimi froze when she heard the phone ring. "It's for you." Evan said and she walked over to him icily.

"Hello."

"I'm not here to argue so don't hang up on me before I get a chance to explain." Jason said hastily.

"Okay. Make it fast." Mimi declared, remembering Shawn's advice. It was the holidays, might as well give him a chance.

"Belle explained to me why you were upset but the truth is I didn't sleep with Jan. She had a party, I had a few drinks and I passed out at her house. Nothing happened." He explained.

"Okay."

"Okay? That's all you're going to say?" Jason asked, slightly baffled.

"What do you want me to say?" She asked coldly.

"I don't know. Look, I like you and I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. I swear to you." Jason said.

Mimi nodded quietly.

"I believe you."

"You do?" Jason asked, surprised and glad.

"I do." Mimi reassured him. She wouldn't have relented this easily but she knew Jason and if he really didn't care, he wouldn't have bothered to apologize to her.

And she didn't have the energy to fight him. She just wanted to make it okay for them before she left tomorrow.

"That's good. We're okay now?" He asked.

"Yup."

"Hey, Meems, who was that guy who answered the phone?" He asked suddenly.

"Oh, that was Evan-my cousin." She explained. "Sort of."

"Sort of?" Jason echoed suspiciously.

"Jason, don't start with being suspicious." She warned him.

"Okay, okay sorry. I'm just jealous that another guy gets to spend the whole day with you and I don't even get to see you." He said. "Do you think your parents will let you see me on Christmas day?"

"Actually, I won't be here then."

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"France."

"France? You're going to France and you weren't even going to tell me?" Jason snapped angrily.

"Jason, I'm not in the mood to argue." Mimi retorted.

"Well, you were a few minutes ago." He insisted bitterly.

"You know what fine! If this is what you want, be that way. I'll see you in two weeks!" She said and slammed the phone.

The next day.

Mimi hugged Belle and Chloe as she bid them goodbye. They were in the airport and she was just a few minutes from leaving.

"We're going to miss you." Belle said tearfully.

"I know but I'll see you guys in the New Year." Mimi whispered. "I'll call you." She promised them.

"Geez, guys, you're acting like you're never going to see each other again." Philip piped in as he, Shawn and Evan watched the emotional exchange of goodbyes.

"Sush." Chloe said.

"Bye, Meems, have fun in France." Shawn said, taking his turn to hug her.

"You better take good care of her," Philip said to Evan. "Or else, I'll kick your ass." He warned him with a soft chuckle.

"Don't take that lightly." Mimi grinned, slightly embarrassed of her overprotective friends but yet proud that they cared. "Bye, Phil. And...um..give this to Jason if you see him." She said handing him a box, nicely wrapped in red wrapping paper.

Philip nodded.

Jason hadn't come to see her off. It was obvious they hadn't made up. It saddened Philip a little to see his friends not talking to each other.

France..three weeks later...

"Mom, I'm okay." Mimi reassured her mother over the phone, glancing at her aunt and uncle.

"I'm just worried. I didn't hear from you for two weeks." Maureen confided softly. "And your friends have been asking."

"Tell them I'm fine. I'm sorry for not calling. I'm sure Uncle James and Aunt Camilla told you where I was." She explained.

"Yes, they did. I just wanted to hear your voice." Maureen declared. "When are you coming home, honey?"

"Maybe in a week, Mom. We haven't booked my flight yet." She answered.

"Mimi, you're already missing a week of school." Maureen insisted.

"I know Mom but I promise I'll catch up. I'm sorry I worried you." Mimi explained. "I'm going to call you tomorrow, okay." She said and hung up. Mimi sighed heavily as she let the silent tears fall.

"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry." Camilla said rushing over to her.

"I'm okay. I'm okay." She said, reassuring her aunt. "You didn't tell her did you?" She asked worriedly.

Camilla shook her head. "No, but we should. They deserve to know."

"No! Please, don't. You can't. They already have enough to worry about." Mimi said frantically.

"Mimi, this is wrong." James insisted.

"No! I don't want them to know. This has to stay with us!" She insisted, looking at her aunt, uncle and cousin grimly. "They'll blame themselves for this."

"But-"

"No, it has to be this way." Mimi said looking away.

She was sitting in a hospital bed, her arm sprained and supported on a sling, her face cut and bruised all over.

"I'll go home as soon as I get better." She whispered. "When I leave, they won't know and we won't ever speak of what happened to me ever again." Mimi declared firmly.

Camilla and James looked so guilty. They blamed themselves for this too.

Evan wanted to cry for her. To tell her how sorry he was that the man hurt her but she had heard enough of that already from his parents for almost a week now.

"Okay." He said, speaking for himself and his parents.

Mimi nodded. "Good." She said, knowing full well that this was her fault.