A QUICK A/N: sooo sorry for not updating in forever. But I'm here now, so who cares?

CHAPTER 7

"Steph!" grunted Steve. "What the hell is your problem?" She was moving around under his grasp, almost as if she wanted to get away.

Stephanie shoved Steve off of her and opened the door to the car. "Just GET OFF, you nasty pervert!" she screamed.

Steve raised his eyebrows at her. He just tried to go farther, what was the big deal? She was hot. He couldn't help himself. And what right did she have to stop him? Stupid kid.

Stephanie let out a little sob.

"Why are you acting like a little kid?" said Steve, annoyed. "You're just like DJ. You won't let me do anything. Do my feelings matter to you? GOD DAMNIT!" he threw his fist into the car door. "I come to the drive in, hoping that somebody will finally give me what I want, only to find that-"

"Look!" cried Stephanie. "I can't handle this, okay?" She looked out the car door window helplessly. Tears welled up in her eyes. She thought of all the nasty things she had said to DJ lately. She thought of how she had ignored her little sisters' heartbreak. All this time, she had been hurting the ones who cared for her most. Steve didn't love her. He was just…using her.

Michelle was heartbroken. So was DJ. And now…

So was Stephanie.

She looked over at Steve, who was scowling. "I love you, Steve." She whispered weakly.

"Oh, shut up." He grunted. "If you loved me, you'd give me what I want."

Stephanie stared at him, her face going white. "This is what you wanted all along, wasn't it?" she said quietly. "You were using me."

"Look." Steve said, his temper rising. "I don't have time for this Mickey Mouse child shit. I never should have left DJ for some little girl."

Stephanie buried her face in her hands. "Just take me home!" she cried, between hiccupping sobs. "I want to go home."

"I ought to make you walk." Steve snapped. "But since I'm trying to get DJ back, that might not be a smart move."

"DJ thinks you're a filthy pig!" hollered Stephanie. "And you are."

"Shut the hell up and let me drive!" He sped off into the night.

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DJ sat on the couch, and watched her sister storm into the room, throwing her jacket and running up the stairs. Even though Stephanie hadn't been all that nice lately, DJ still cared. And from the looks of it, her horrendously rude ex-boyfriend had broken her baby sister's heart.

"Steph." Called DJ gently. "Come here."

Stephanie timidly walked back down the stairs.

"Now, what happened?" asked DJ.

"Steve just…tried to…" she shook her head sadly.

"Oh, my god." DJ muttered under her breath. "Stephanie, I had a bad feeling about this from the start. I should've said something, but I never thought Steve would be so insensitive."

"He wants you back." Stephanie said simply.

DJ was silent for a moment. He wanted her back? Oh, really? Interesting. Was that good? Should she get back with him?

No, never. He hurt Stephanie. She couldn't get back with him, not now.

Maybe it was best to forget him all together.

"Well, I can't take him back." DJ said, reassuring Stephanie, as well as convincing herself she was doing the right thing. "I still love him, but he's changed. He took advantage of you, and he dumped me without warning. Maybe its time to give up this high school relationship."

Both girls look down at their hands silently. What was the right thing to do?

Just then, Michelle ran down the stairs. "Oh, my god!" she screamed. "Somebody get me the phone! I have to…oh, I don't know! AGH!!!"

"Michelle, Michelle, calm down!" DJ said, suddenly alarmed. "What's happening?"

Michelle took a deep, shaky breath. "It's Aaron." She said quietly. "He…he…"

"He what?" Stephanie said, feeling impatient.

"He, Tiger and Buddy got in a car with Buddy's cousin. They were all high and…there was a serious accident. Aarons dead."

Silence.

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A/N: sorry to leave you in that kind of suspense. I know this is a terrible cliffhanger, but I promise I'll explain it all soon.

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