Sorry for the delay but once again real life gets in the way. Hope you enjoy my next chapter. Thank you very much for the reviews they are very much appreciated and really make me want to keep writing this fic!

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It had been a month since my argument with Sian. It had been exactly a month since I'd given up hope that we were ever going to be friends. It had been 2 weeks since my Mum had found out that my Dad had been cheating on her. It had been 1 week since he'd moved out. It had been 5 days since Rosie had left to London for a few weeks to work on a modelling job. It had been 3 days since I started to feel completely alone. It had been 2 days since I started drinking to stop myself feeling so lonely. It hadn't been a good month.

I was in the middle of getting ready for school until I realised I had no desire to go. Seeing Sian at a distance everyday was far too painful. She wasn't mine anymore. She wasn't my best friend. But I missed her so much that I could feel my heart ache permanently. There was a hole in my chest that nothing else seemed to fill and everyday it just got deeper and deeper.

My Mum just left for work so bunking off of school was easy. I didn't even care about the trouble I was going to get myself in when people found out. It all seemed so trivial somehow. I dressed into jeans and a hoody neither looking nor caring about my appearance. I then grabbed the vodka bottle I had managed to buy from a dodgy off licence, relishing the fact that I didn't have to see Sian's face today which usually made the pain inside 100 times worse.

Sian POV

The past month had been completely lonely and it was all my fault. I finally told Ryan that I didn't want anything to happen between us and we hadn't spoken since. I knew I ruined everything I touched; me and Ryan, my Mum and Dad's relationship and the one that hurt the most; me and Sophie's relationship. At school I relished the times I got to watch Sophie out of the corner of my eye. She was often surrounded by a group of friends but she still didn't seem herself. She looked lonely. But who was I kidding, she had most likely moved on forgetting about me. So I kept my distance.

On this particular day I noticed Sophie wasn't in classes. The day was painfully slow without knowing where she was and if she was ok. The next day was the same; again she hadn't turned up. I missed her presence even though I hadn't talked to her in over a month. I just missed seeing her face. She was probably just off ill and would be fine tomorrow but for some reason at the end of the day I found myself getting on the bus to her house. I got off at her stop without even having a plan in mind. I didn't know what I was going to say to her but all I knew was that I needed to see if she was safe. As I walked to her doorstep, my heart seemed to hammer as loud as my footsteps. I didn't even give myself a chance to chicken out as I rung the doorbell the second I reached her door. I braced myself for her shocked reaction but it wasn't Sophie at the door. It was her Mum.

"Hello Mrs Webster is Sophie in?" I asked shyly. When I looked at her Mum I could tell something was wrong. She seemed agitated.

"Actually no she's not; in fact I have no idea where she is. I just got a call from the school and they said she hasn't been in for two days."

"Oh," I said suddenly worried.

"She got up both mornings pretending she was going to school. But I've left for work before she goes so it's perfectly easy for her to skip. And I was late home last night so she easily got in without me realising. I got a call from the school about lunchtime today. Could you try calling her Sian? She would probably answer you." I doubted this somehow and I felt bad that I was teaming up with her Mum but all I wanted was to know Sophie was ok so I did as I was told. The phone rang for 15 seconds then when straight to voicemail.

"Sorry Mrs Webster, she's not answering."

"First Kevin leaving and now Sophie acting up. I really don't have the energy for this."

"What? Mr Webster left?" I asked shocked.

"Did Sophie not tell you what happened?" She asked equally as shocked.

"No she hasn't... well I haven't seen much of her lately." Sally looked at me suspiciously but didn't say anything.

"I'll keep trying to call her Mrs Webster and if I hear from her I'll let you know."

"Thank you Sian. I'd appreciate that." We said our goodbyes but as the door shut I felt a sudden guilt flood through me. Sophie's family were obviously going through a rough time and I hadn't been there for her. I'd been selfish and ran away from her when she needed me. I had to find her and check she was ok. I began to wonder where she would go. She obviously wanted to avoid people so she must be somewhere where not many people would go. Only one place came to mind and that was the spot in the park where we used to go to hang out and spend time with each other. It seemed unlikely that she would be there but it was worth taking a look. I needed to find her.

Sophie POV

Even though I'd bunked off school to avoid Sian I still went to a place that reminded me of her. It was the place where we had spent many hours just chilling out and laughing in the park. No one else generally came over here and that was one of the reasons why I liked it so much. It had always just been me and Sian. Now however I sat cold and alone with an empty bottle of vodka beside me. Yesterday I had come home slightly drunk but my Mum hadn't been there to see. Today I was even worse for wear and didn't even contemplate the idea of going back home. The house was depressing and no one cared if I was there or not. I looked down at the bottle and realised how much I had actually drank today. My head felt light and dizzy but the alcohol still didn't have the effect I was hoping for. I couldn't forget about Sian.

Sian POV

I raced round to the park wondering whether my efforts were pointless or not. I was probably on a wild goose chase. But when I got to the area me and Sophie used to sit I saw a figure. It was getting quite dark around me but I could tell it was her. As I got closer to her I could see a bottle of drink lying next to her. This shocked me. Sophie had never been much of a drinker. She was sitting down but she was looking away from me so I had to call out to her.

"Soph, what are you doing here?" I asked gently. I continued walking towards her until I was about a meter away. She stood up clumsily and looked around at me frowning. I could tell from the way she was swaying that she was drunk.

"Wh-what you doing here don't you mean?" she said looking slightly angry.

"I came to find you, you've been skipping school."

"Yeah to get away from you so could you leave now please?" she slurred. Her words hurt but she had many reasons to absolutely despise me.

"I know I've been awful to you but please let me just walk you home then once your more sober we can talk."

"No...NO, there," she stammered, "is no way that I'm gonna let you just run... away from me after taking me home. I can, can get back myself." She swayed slightly as she spoke and started walking in any random direction as if to convey her point.

"Please, you're not in any state to walk home yourself. Just let me take you."

"NO," she screamed at me. Tears were in her eyes. I had never seen her look so angry. So hurt. So unlike Sophie. She started to walk off but there was no way I was going to let her walk home on her own in this state. I followed her knowing she was going in the completely wrong direction.

"Sophie your house is this way." I said while grasping her shoulders with my hands and spinning her around. She lashed out at me to making me unable to keep a hold on her.

"Maybe I don't want to go home."

"Fine," I said to her, "wherever you're going I'm coming with you." As we walked towards the main road at the edge of the park I quickly slipped my phone out of my pocket so I could call Sally to tell her where we were. Before I got the chance to do that Sophie had got to the main road and started walking in the middle of the road without looking out for cars.

"Sophie," I shouted while running towards her, "Get off of the road." She didn't listen so I ran to get her dragging her out of harm's way. When we got to the pavement I slipped my hand in hers so she couldn't get away again. For about a minute it seemed to have worked and she wasn't causing any fuss but suddenly she ripped her hand out of mine angrily.

"Don't you dare go acting like everything's ok," she said loudly.

"I'm not I just want to get you home," I pleaded with her.

"Get away from me," she shouted suddenly. As she did this she pushed me into the closest wall then backed away from me.

"Sophie STOP," I screamed at her. After that everything else seemed to happen in slow motion. As Sophie backed away from me she stumbled off of the pavement and onto the road. A car travelling to quickly knocked her to one side. With the momentum from the car she was flung back making her head slam against the kerb.

All I could see was a lot of blood.