A/n: Hey everyone. Sorry it's been so long since the last time I updated. Don't worry, I've written far ahead into this story, so at least 4 more updates have been written, its just its been hard finding time to write them! Well enough of this, Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Vince owns it all, except Tawnie, she is a creation of my own mind.
Tawnie pulled out onto highway 93, bawling and wiping tears and smudged mascara out of her eyes. She dialed her phone… 3 rings, no answer, she got the machine and a familiar recording played.
"Hey yo, you've reached THE GAME unfortunately I cannot take your call, but leave a message and I'll, uh call ya back!"
Tawnie let out sniffles between her sobs: "Hey, um, Trips its me *sniff* gimme a call *sniff* when you can *sniff* thanks."
She clicked off the phone and continued driving. A minute later her phone rang.
"Hello."
"Hey Tawnie, what's wrong?"
"I, just, it hurts again, knowing that I'm well…you know. Trips, I can't take it any more. I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Tawnie, Kurt hurting again? Something happen at his place I should know about?"
"I don't know, I'm just upset with myself right now. I feel so screwed up."
"Look, Tawn, are you free later? Why don't we go get some ice cream and we can talk about this whole deal?"
"Alright Hunter, you know you're the greatest friend I could ask for!"
"Aww, ya I know."
"See ya"
"Bye now."
Tawnie was in a zone as she pulled off on exit 67.
A/n: Alright, I know it was super short! But it's leading up to the good stuff! This is probably going to be updated a lot in the next couple of days, keep Reading and Reviewing!
-Kals*