When Allie gets home, she runs up to her room, crying. Now that Nick had humiliated her, she was too embarrassed to look like herself anymore. So, she chopped off her beautiful, long brown hair, ripped out her contacts, and tore off all her Nick posters off her wall. No, she's not a stalker. He's a male model.

Sam walks in. "Honey? Are you okay? I heard screaming."
"I'm fine Mother! Get out of my room!" Pushes Sam out the door and slams it shut.
"Something is definitely wrong with that girl." She goes downstairs, upset.
"What's wrong now?" Danny asks
"Allie won't talk to me. I think there's something really wrong!" Sam cries
"Sam, honey, she's fifteen. She can take care of herself." Danny reassures her
"I know, but, (sighs) I just don't understand her sometimes. Why can't she tell me? I went through the same things as she did!"
"She's a big girl, let her deal with it on her own, if she needs you, she can get you. End of story."
"You're right."

Every day for the next six months, Allie sat in her room and moped. She discontinued to play volleyball and cheerlead, her favorite things to do. Her grades were dropping from all A's to C's, D's and F's. Sam was really worried. And worst of all, Allie stopped eating. She was getting desperately thin. Sam begged her to get help. But Allie refused. Every night, Sam would pray and pray that Allie would get better soon. But soon, it would get worse.

It was right before spring break, when she and Leah were going to take their first road trip together to Myrtle Beach in Virginia. Leah's sister and brother-in-law lived there so they agreed to take the two in for a week.

Then suddenly, when Sam was bringing laundry into Allie's room, her worst nightmare became alive. Allie was hanging by a belt from her closet door. She rushed over to Allie to try and save her but she knew it was too late. Allie was dead. Sam hugged the poor girl and sobbed. She called Danny to Allie's room when he saw that his only daughter, was dead. He too started to cry. Danny loved Allie and never thought she'd go this far.
"She's never coming back," Sam cried, "I should've watched the signs. It's all my fault."
"Sam, sweetie, it's not your fault. This was clearly because of something else." Danny says, "I'll ask around."

For days, Danny asked all around town and no one seemed to know how or why Allie killed herself. Finally, the couple went to Leah, her best friend. Surely she would know.

"I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Fenton, I don't know why Allie would do this, it's so unlike her."
"Leah, do you remember any incidents involving Allie or if anyone did anything to her?" Danny asks solemnly

Then it hits her, that day back in October. The day that Nick Gerring humiliated her in front of the entire school.

"I do remember something. Back in October, this guy, Nick, asked Allie if she'd go out with him. Of course, she said yes." Leah replies
"Go on." Danny says
"So, that night, Nick gave a photo of Allie to the school paper and they doctored it to show Allie doing something totally explicit. The next day at school, everyone saw the paper and Allie was ruined."
"Oh, my poor baby." Sam says, crying
"Anything else?" Danny questions
"No, sir, that's it."
"Alright, thank you, Ms. Branson. You were a good help."
"Anytime Mr. Fenton."