Bianca sat on her bed, she didn't know how long she had been sitting there, but after the first initial tears she had made them stop, she wouldn't lose it, not here, and not now. So she had sat staring at the wall until she could hold the tears back and she had. It seemed as if she had memorized every flower on her perky wallpaper, now that she thought about it the wallpaper was ugly, she'd have to change it. She started as he heard a knock at the door and her Mother's voice. "Bianca, honey, it's time for breakfast and presents, then we're going over to Myrtle's."
Bianca got out of her bed and opened the door, she felt so empty, she had expected the sound of her mother's loving voice to break the dams she had built around her heart, she had been wrong, she didn't feel the need to cry, she didn't feel anything.
"I don't feel well," she said, surprised that the lie came so easily.
"Do you want me to call Jake Martin?" Erica asked concerned.
"No. It's probably just the flu; a bowl of soup, some Tylenol and some rest and I'll be fine. Do you mind if we postpone Christmas until tomorrow?"
"No, that's fine darling, I'll just call Myrtle and tell her that we aren't coming."
"No Mom, go, I'll be sleeping the whole day and you shouldn't be alone on Christmas, I'll call you if I feel worse, I promise."
"If you're sure..."
"I am, give Myrtle my love and tell her Merry Christmas for me."
"I will, now you just rest and get better."
"Okay," said Bianca, and then she did something she hadn't done in a long time, she hugged her mother.

Bianca sat down on her bed, if she cried she'd never stop and she couldn't let that happen. She sat down and began reading:
'Donald offered me 300,000 dollars, 300,000 dollars that could change my life, at least I thought it could, I thought it would change who I was, make me better, but Bianca has done all of that by just believing in me, I never knew that feeling so much for someone could make me change but it has...what do I do? I would give up all of that money if only I could change time and meet Bianca under different circumstances...I think I'm beginning to love her......

Today Bianca looked at me, I know that sounds really stupid but it was the way she looked at me, it made me feel like I was worth something, she has the most beautiful eyes and her smile just lights up when she sees me, if only I could tell her the truth...

We danced in the snow, that was like...I don't know I can't describe it, I felt... alive. I wanted her, I needed her so much and when we kissed for the first time it was like being filled, I felt complete. I will never forget that for as long as I live...

Donald wants me to sleep with her by Christmas all for his stupid story but I swear to God I won't. I've betrayed her in every way except that, I'd die first before I would do that, this isn't fair!!

I've decided to leave Pine Valley for good, I feel like my heart if breaking into pieces, but I can do this, I can leave, I have to...'

Frankie sat on the bus looking out the window, she was out of Pennsylvania now and on her way back to New York, she was determined not to let it be like last time, she wouldn't live on the streets, she wouldn't get high. She had 900 dollars with her, she could find a cheap apartment and get a job. She tried not to imagine what Bianca must be thinking of her, the hate, the loathing, it was unbearable. She looked at her hands, they were shaking. She continued looking out of the window as the uncontrollable tears started to fall.
She got off the bus and looked at the noisy bustle of the city, here she was just another face in the crowd, she belonged.

Bianca lay in bed now staring at the ceiling, she didn't know how she was supposed to act, how she was supposed to feel, what did you do when your world crashed around you. Frankie had betrayed her, that simple fact was the only thing she was sure of anymore. She pulled the covers up to her chin and layed there trying to think of something that didn't remind her of Frankie, there wasn't anything. So she stared at the ceiling not thinking at all. There was a knock at her door and the first word out of her mouth was, "Frankie?". She panicked, what would she say, what would she do if she looked into Frankie's eyes? The door opened and Bianca held her breath....it was Leo.
"I knocked but no one answered, the door was unlocked...are you okay?"
"She left me." Bianca was surprised to hear the words were so dispassionate, and cold.
"Who? Frankie?"
Bianca nodded.
"Oh Binx, I'm so sorry," he said sitting down next to her.
"Why can't anyone love me? I mean really love me, with no strings attached, no ulterior motives, no expectations that I can't meet, is it me? Is it who I am? Why couldn't she love me like I loved her?" the tears threatened to fall but didn't. "I thought she was 'the one'. I'd never felt that way about anyone in my entire life, but it was all a lie. I wanted to spend my life with her, Leo."
"What happened?" he asked putting an arm around her.
"She lied to me, she was only with me to get money from Donald Steele, he was doing a story on me and she was supposed to get close to me, she was supposed to tell him intimate things about me. Every time we kissed...it was all a lie...I hate her," as soon as she uttered those words the walls crumbled and she began to cry.