I DON'T own degrassi D: (if I did Fadam would be together)

Fiona's Point Of View:

"I've been good mom. How's New York?"

"Its fine, sweetie. So how's school?" I heard her say from the other end of the phone.

"Mom, let's just get straight to talking about Bobby."

I heard her sigh before she spoke again.

"So the case is coming up soon. So I just wanted to remind you to get ready. Even though it's in 18 days, I still want you to be prepared. Now, The trial will be held in Toronto. I will be there with you and you can also bring Holly J if you like, because Declan will be busy with school work."

"Okay mom. I'll ask Holly J if she wants to come." The nervousness in my tone of voice was clearly visible.

"Are you alright sweetie? You want me to come this week so I can be there with you?"

"No, I'm fine. I'll deal."

"I just don't want you drinking again Fiona." My mother said in a calm tone.

"I won't."

A couple minutes later we exchanged goodbyes and hung up.

|::{:}::|

"I miss you."

"Someones fallen hard, prince charming."

"Well I did trip entering my house, but I survived."

We both laughed.

"Well I'm really tired Adam. I need sleep."

"Then go to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow. Remember stay strong."

"Bye bye." I said before hanging up.

I went to bed and just laid there looking at the ceiling. I closed my eyes and dozed off.

|::{:}::|

"Bobby, let go of me."

"No, Fiona your mine."

I felt a strong grip that I knew would leave a bruise. A hard smack was heard and I knew he had hit me on my cheek, knowing he had hurt me, again.

The scene then changed into my bedroom. I was looking into a large mirror that my whole body was visible. Quickly, I looked down at myself. I was wearing a Vanderbilt Prep uniform with bruises covering my arms, neck, and legs. I looked back at the mirror and realized it had a different image. It was me but in a Degrassi uniform with a smile on my face and Adam standing next me. Next thing I knew Adam was stretching his hand out of the mirror.

"Come with me Fiona, so this will be you." He pointed at the Fiona in the mirror with his other hand.

I then walked backwards and fell, and continued falling.

I leaned up from my bed in a instant, sweeting.

4:13 AM. Great.

I laid there for an hour more remembering my dream. Did it have any significance? No, I doubt it. Dreams, and nightmares, never come true.

I can't take this anymore. I'm exhausted. I'm stressed with the case. I can't sleep, and this dream made it worse.

Walking to the kitchen I had one thing on my mind, champagne. At this moment I don't care if Holly J would be angry, if this is the wrong thing to do, or disappointing my mom. Also, at the moment, Adam wasn't near my mind.

The sparkling drink made me feel alive as I drank. I missed this sensation, this relief. I can control myself for now. I only have 2 more hours until I have to wake for school, so I should just stay up the rest of the time.

Next thing I knew I was sitting on the couch, watching tv, and releasing my concerns into the alcohol as I drank and drank.

Oh oh Fiona's drinking, again. Let's see how she feels in the morning, and if anyone notices. Sorry its kinda of a short chapter, but wanted to post before leaving to florida. And the hits meter isn't working, again. so Please review, would greatly appreciate!
- I'm out Johanna 4-16-11
P.S. im thinking about changing what point of views i use in this story, because its kinda hard to do first point of views, so i might switch it to no one's point of view and kinda do it in 3rd person.