(MAYA)

"Wait...What?!" Maya could barely understand her boyfriend as he was sobbing on the phone. Maya knew this wasn't just sad crying, he was mad too. She could tell by the amount of curse words Miles slipped in. The words she heard were...

"Zoe...set up...wallet...kiss...wall...camera...Chewy...homel ess..."

Zoe set up something with Miles... That bitch!

"What did she do to you, Miles?" Maya spoke nervously. She'd heard the word kiss too...

"Z-Zoe, she set up this thing where she took my wallet and...she fucking took me to a damn back alley with garbage fucking shit ass cans and she tried to kiss me and...she got paparazzi that took pictures that look like I fucking pinned her to a damn wall I'm so sorry Maya..."

Maya hung up on Miles.

It's not that she was mad, she just needed to process this. Zoe had kissed Miles.

That bitch took it a step farther and actually KISSED Miles. Maya ignored the next 3 calls from Miles, but when the voicemails began sounding more desperate, she called him back.

"It's okay, Miles...I know you wouldn't hurt me.." Maya at least hoped this was true.. "Now, what happened with Chewy after the...Zoe...thing?"

"He got pissed and kicked me out of his house... After everything I've done for him. We've been friends forever, and he dumps me as a friend over some bitchy girl he went on one date with!" Miles was still ranting.

"So, where are you gonna stay now? I mean, your dad is still in the hospital, right?"

"Yeah, and even if he wasn't, I'm never talking to him again." Oh, yeah. Maya forgot that Miles hated his dad for a reason he still hadn't explained to her.

"Um, so...Who then?" Maya was ready to offer up the guest room of her house, but that would mean she'd either have to lie to her parents and say Miles was just a friend, or tell them that they'd been dating for a while. Katie would freaking interrogate Miles so much, and Maya's parents would probably be upset that Maya didn't tell them, and probably upset that she's dating someone new. They still didn't think Maya was 'ready' after Cam. Even though she'd kissed Zig and Harry since then, and really was over Campbell...

"I don't know. I still don't know many people from Degrassi, and everyone from my old school is out of district for Degrassi, so I couldn't stay there. I really don't have anyone." A tone in Miles' voice told Maya he wanted her to offer him a room at her home, but he was too scared to ask. And Maya was too scared to offer.

"Well, why don't you calm down and come over. You can have dinner at my house and...meet my parents. Maybe they'll have some advice or something...?" Really, she hoped that Miles would be open about his situation with his father in the hospital and they'd offer the guest room. Maya could only hope. "That sounds perfect, Maya...Are you sure you're not mad?"

"Uh-huh." Maya replied, though she was still unsure if she was mad or not. She knew she was mad at Zoe, but should she be mad at Miles? Should she doubt Miles? She didn't know his type...Maybe he was a player and knew that Maya cared too much to let him go over something if he says it wasn't his fault.

But, Maya assured herself Miles was too nice to be like that. She hoped he was.

(MILES)

With nowhere to go, Miles had to return to his house. It was still the same. The crime tape had disappeared, there was a car in the driveway as there was when Miles had last been there, so he figured nobody was there.

He came in like he normally did, and it was eery how quiet it was...But, there still was a noise that Miles didn't recognize. It seemed like someone was in the house, but...who?

Miles went up to his room and changed his clothes. He sprayed cologne on himself, and noticed the noise was louder. He decided to investigate. He opened the guest room door. Nobody. The closet. Nothing. The bathroom was empty. His dad's bedroom...Holy shit.

There was his step mom Madeline, naked in bed, covered by a thin blanket, smoking a cigarette next to a guy Miles didn't recognize. "What the fuck?!" Miles yelled.

"Why are you here, you shit!?" Madeline yelled, covering herself with the bed comforter that was wrinkled.

"I'm here cause this is my damn house, you whore!" Miles screamed, coming over and taking the cigarette from her fingers and putting it out in the ash tray that had been newly placed on the bedside table. "Get out! I wouldn't be surprised if you tried to kill my dad!"

The woman just rolled her eyes. "Come on, Freddy." She said, giving him a kiss on the jaw. Disgusting. "If you wouldn't mind, kid, me and my Mister need to get dressed. So, unless you want to take a ride on this," She gestured to her plastic surgery enhanced, ugly, tan body, "I'd get out!"

"I wouldn't have sex with you if it would save the human race. Now get out." Miles threw a pile of clothes at the two disgusting adults. "You disgust me! I knew you were a whore from the minute my dad introduced me to you. Goddamn trophy wife.."

The woman didn't say another word, she just shooed Miles out of the room, and after a couple minutes, she emerged with her 'mister'. A man with a thin face, thick eyebrows, squinty eyes, and a receding hairline. Miles guessed that he was rich.

"I'm changing the locks. You're never stepping foot in this house again!" Miles said, as Madeline and the man, 'Freddy', exited the house. Madeline took Miles' father's car, so Miles reported it stolen and finished getting ready, then headed to Maya's.