A/N: I only own Iris. Keep up the reviews. I am still debating on starting another story. Let me know if I should or not and who you want the main character to be paired with. Enjoy.

John POV

Mom walked in and was upset about something. I was trying to think what I had done.

"I can't believe you, John! I raised you better!" she yelled at me.

"Mom, what did I do?" I asked her.

"You know exactly what you did. All she did was want to be there for you this week. You have made her fell awful. She tried to be there for you when Liz died and you pushed her away. She got up a left while you were playing your stupid games and it took you an hour to notice. Then you top it off by calling her a 'slut'. I can't believe you. I know you were raised better, but I guess you have forgotten it. I hope you realize what you have done, because if I was Iris I would probably start to forget about you." she yelled at me.

Marc and I were just sitting there. I was shocked. I didn't understand what she was talking about until I realized it. The conversation Marc and I had; she must have heard some of it. I sighed.

"Mom, I didn't call her a slut. She heard the wrong part of the conversation." I told Mom.

"She seems to think you did. I just can't believe you would have the audacity to call any girl a slut. I raised you better than that. I am very disappointed in you." she said and walked out. I sighed.

"Great job, what are you going to do now, Mr. Superstar?" Marc asked me. I glared at him.

"If you hadn't of asked a stupid-ass question like that then she wouldn't have heard it." I yelled at him.

"It's not my fault." Marc said.

"Yeah, it kind of is. It isn't any of your business who I date and why I date them. Get out!" I yelled at him.

"Damn, John, bros before hoes. I guess you forgot that because everyone is kissing your ass. Fine, I am leaving; just remember family is always here. Girls come and go all the time." Marc said. He walked out and shut the door. I sat in the floor and put my head in my hands. I knew I had mess up.

Iris POV

I was sitting in the den. We were watching TV. I was still fuming. I couldn't believe John would do that. Marc came into the room.

"Iris, you know, before you came around John remembered he had family. Now, he doesn't remember any of us. Thanks." Marc said. He began to walk out. I stood up and glared at him.

"He doesn't need to remember family like you." I said to him. He stopped at the front door. I walked over near him. I knew he would say something back and I was ready to hear it.

"Oh, really? He needs to remember a slut like you, but the people who really have his back don't matter? You are a great girlfriend. You don't fit in here. Just go back home. John doesn't like you anymore. Why else would he have called you a slut?" he asked me. I just looked at him. He turned and walked out. I went back into the den and sat down.

Marc is right. Why would John do that if he really liked me? However, Marc may just being doing it to get between John and me. I don't know. I am going to talk to him. I thought.

I walked upstairs and to his door. I listened for a second. I could hear him in another room talking. He was talking to Randy.

John POV

I had to talk to someone. I went to find Randy. He was in Matt's room watching TV. I walked in and didn't see Matt.

"Where's Matt?" I asked him. I didn't want Matt to hear us.

"Downstairs with Carol." Randy answered me.

"Alright." I said and sat down.

"What is it?" he asked me. I sighed very heavy.

"Marc and I were talking about Iris. He told me he thought she was a slut. I said 'she may be a slut to you, but she isn't. She heard the 'she may be a slut' part and thought I had called her a slut. I didn't. I don't know what to do. She is mad at and Marc is mad at me because I yelled at him." I said.

"I don't know. John you need to talk to her." Randy told me.

"I know, but she won't listen. I called her a slut from what she heard. I mean I love her, but she can be a bitch when she is mad." John said. They continued to talk for a little while longer.

Iris POV

I stood in John's doorway listening to Randy talk to John.

"She can be a bitch..." I heard John say.

I was even madder. I had had enough. I was leaving. I could take it. John called me a slut and now I was a bitch. I threw all my stuff into my suitcases. I pulled them to the doorway. I walked over to his nightstand and left him a note. I grabbed my things and took them downstairs. I was walking out when Carol and Matt stopped me.

"Iris, where are you going?" Matt asked me.

"I want to go home. I don't like it when my 'boyfriend' calls me a slut and a bitch in the same night." I told them. Carol gasped. Matt clenched his fist.

"I knew him becoming famous would get to him." Matt said.

"Carol thanks for the hospitality. I really liked meeting you, but I just can't stay here. I can't be around him. I hope you will not hold it against me." I told her.

"Iris, I don't hold it against you. You are a very nice, young woman, but John doesn't deserve you. He has treated you badly since you got here. I hope you don't hold it against us as a family." she said to me.

"I don't hold it against you. I hold it against him." I said. I gave her a hug.

"Matt can take you to the airport." she said. Matt nodded.

"Come on." he said. He grabbed his keys and left with me.

We were in the car for around an hour. He got me to the airport and went in with me. He made sure I got a plane ticket and was at the gate.

"Thanks, Matt. Let me pay you for the gas." I told him.

"No. I can't take it from you. I will make John pay me. I am sorry you had a bad visit." he said.

"Matt I had fun with you all. I am just sorry that I have to leave." I told him.

"I don't blame you, but if I don't do something I am going to regret it." he said.

"What?" I asked him. He leaned down and kissed me gently. We pulled away after awhile.

"I am sorry you are leaving." he told me. I smiled at him.

"Call me." I said. He waved bye and I got on the plane to go home.

I arrived at home after a one ½-hour plane ride. I took a taxi home and walked in to a very empty house. I went straight to sleep.

John POV

I walked into my room and saw that Iris' things were gone. I saw a note lying on my bed. I picked it up and the picture of Liz and I was with it. I read the note.

John,

Sorry, I am not her. I just don't take to well to being called a slut and a bitch by my boyfriend, especially in the same night. I am going home. Have fun with your family; I realized I don't fit in mainly because you don't like me. I will see you on the road. Have a great Thanksgiving.

Iris

P.S I love you, but I guess that wasn't good enough.

I read it and my heart broke. I went running downstairs. Mom was sitting in the den. She just looked at me.

"Mom, where is she?" I asked her.

"She left. Matt took her to the airport. I can't believe you! She was right to leave. You don't deserve her. I don't even want to talk to you." she told me. Randy had walked in.

"Where's Iris? I need to ask her something." he said.

"She left and went home." Carol said.

"Why?" Randy asked

"Because, she heard our conversation." I told him.

"Oh, John, are you ok?" he asked me. I just shook my head no.

"I just lost the only love of my life." I whispered.

I heard the front door open and close. I ran in there to see who it was. I saw Marc and Matt. I was fuming at Matt. I tackled him and began to beat him up.