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Reid wasn't hungry anymore. He should have guessed that Jamie would figure everything out. She always seemed to have his number and stay one step ahead of him. Besides, she was unbelievably smart. She had skipped two grades, meaning that at sixteen, she was going to graduate that spring along with her brother and his friends. Now the question was did he tell the other boys that Jamie knew their secret?

Reid's cell phone vibrated on the table, breaking the tension between him and Jamie. "Yeah man." He paused to listen to his friend. "Uh. Dunno." Another pause. "Yeah. Sure." He flipped the phone closed again.

"Anything important?" Jamie put out her cigarette.

"Nah. There going to be a party at the Dells later. Do you want to go?" Reid decided ignoring Jamie's admissions would be the way to deal with the situation at the moment.

"Yeah. Whatever." Jamie sounded so distant. Reid was beginning to really worry about Jamie. She had been somewhere else completely ever since he'd seen her at the house. "Can we get a beer or something?"

"You drink?" Reid didn't realize how much Jamie had changed. She was becoming more and more like him every second he spent talking to her.

"Yeah. And don't pretend like you don't drink. I know for a fact that you do."

"Sure I do. But you've just changed so much. It's hard to think of you as someone like me."

"Yeah, well, I grew up. Deal." She sounded so cold. She sounded so unlike the Jamie he'd always known. Something was really bothering her and he wanted so badly to know what it was.

"What's with the attitude Jamie?" Reid was really missing the old Jamie. She'd always talked to him and confided in him.

"Why can't you just accept that I'm not the same person I was before I moved?" Jamie's mind was flooded with different emotions, different thoughts. She felt like she couldn't breathe.

"I need some air," Jamie announced. She stood up and bolted for the door.

Reid ran after Jamie. When he caught up to her she was by the front steps of the bar, holding herself up on the stair railing. She turned to look at Reid and he saw that she was crying hysterically.

Jamie's eyes were bloodshot and swollen. Her face was red. But she couldn't stop herself, the tears just kept coming. "My mom left," she whispered in Reid's direction.

Reid couldn't believe his ears. He walked over and held onto Jamie as tightly as he could. She was shaking. "What do you mean your mom left?"

"That's it. That's why I came home. I woke up the other day and she was gone. Everything had been packed and moved." Jamie tried to wipe at the tears but they wouldn't stop. "My mom left because of me."

"Your mom left because she's a fucking coward! She can't handle her own life. Don't let her make you think it's your fault Jamie. She's a bitch, plain and simple. She always has been." Reid had completely forgotten about his own dilemma in that moment. His heart broke into a million pieces seeing Jamie like that.

Jamie's mom was never Reid's favorite person. She was always putting Jamie down or making Jamie hate herself more than she already did. But Jamie had always been totally loyal to her mom. Reid had no idea why.

"Please don't tell anyone," Jamie pleaded.

"I don't Jamie." Reid sighed and ran a hand through his white-blonde mess of hair. "Tyler is really worried about you. I don't want to lie to him."

"Then don't. Just tell him that I'm okay. Tell him that he doesn't need to worry about me."

"You know he's just going to call your dad to find out, if he hasn't already," Reid reasoned. Honestly, he couldn't lie to Tyler. He couldn't lie to anyone for that matter. He was a terrible liar.

"I just, I don't want to talk about it really. You know? If you have to tell him, you'll make sure he doesn't tell the whole world like he usually does?" Jamie compromised. She knew Reid was right. Tyler probably had already called their dad.

"Yeah. I'll make sure the world doesn't find out." Reid wished Jamie would talk about it. She was always doing that: bottling up her emotions until they just about killed her from the inside out. But he knew that if she didn't want to talk about it, she was stubborn enough not to talk about it.

"I think I want to skip the party tonight," Jamie decided. She wasn't in a party mood anymore. She just wanted to go back to the house and go to sleep. Maybe she could just sleep the rest of her life away.

"Yeah, me either."