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I sighed, "Bubbles, you don't have to come!? Aren't people going to question you about your bump?"

It has been just yesterday since Bubbles told me about her pregnancy and it took a while to take in and she was due in only a matter of weeks, her bump had got bigger and she was being questioned by the media and since she won't reveal the true identity of the father, it has the whole world guessing. The only thing they know is he is a boy.

She touched her large bump and giggled, "It's funny. I always thought that this wouldn't happen to anyone, but surprisingly it did. I just wish I hadn't listened to Buttercup and Brat."

I shook my head, "What did they tell you?"

She pouted, "It was more of a dare... See which boy was the better lover? I said Boomer, regardless I was a virgin at the time... They didn't buy." She played with the ends of hair, "They gave me a month to sleep with each boy..." I saw her eyes begin to water, "I did."

I stared at her, shocked, "Why?! Why would you do that!?"

She shook her head, "I first went to Boomer and he was just gentle, I told him he was my first. He told me, I was his first too. Then I screwed up by continuing to do the dare, I went to Butch and he was extremely rough. Then Brick, it was after your break up, of course, he was careless and he is extremely messy. He told Boomer everything... Ever since, he won't look at me like I ever mattered."

She wiped her tears, "But he's dating someone now and I need to keep my eyes on the prize. Raising my son with or without him."

"I understand the Brat thing, but why would Buttercup want that for you? You are freaking sister?!"

"She's been using drugs for awhile, she is off them now... But she hates me because-"

Buttercup opened the door, "If you have something to say to me, say it to my fucking face, hoe! I didn't tell you to do shit!? I hate you because you fucked my boyfriend!?"

"You were on a break bitch!? Get over yourself!? Or are you gonna tell Blossom the truth!? Tell her, I dare you!" She spat, "I dare you!"

She glared at her, fist clenched and eyes a dark shade of green, "You should be glad that your fat ass is pregnant or I'd beat the shit out of you!"

I watched this go on and finally she walked off, I watched Bubbles lay on my bed and whisper, "I wanna be sisters again, but this is too hard."

I rubbed her shoulders, "I'm not sure if we will ever be a family again, but we need to focus on you having an easy pregnancy then we can get down and dirty."

She smiled, "I love you sis!"

"I love you too."

Ugh! I hated that, Buttercup thought to herself, secretly envying them.

Secretly wishing, secretly wanting they're relationship.

She walked down the stairs and stopped, she saw Butch and Boomer talking... About her!?

"What are you gonna do?" Boomer asked as her took a sip of his beer.

Butch frowned, "She is screwed tonight!"

Boomer smirked, "I got the video for Blossom's phone, and you were right... Buttercup is as easy as any of Brat's friends!"

They snickered.

Buttercup wiped the stray tear falling from her face, he said 'I love you' but that word has rapidly lose meaning to anyone. She slowly crept up the stairs and ran to a room any room, she closed the door behind her and locked the door.

She stared into the mirror and frowned, "You are ugly" her appearance screamed, "Pathetic! Sorry! Hoe! Slut! Bitch!" she wiped her face, she felt this every day. She screamed at the mirror, "I hate you... I hate me."

Her messy mid-shoulder raven hair, smugded makeup, red lips, and tired lime green eyes, every inch of her mind screamed insults at her.

"Fat!" it was something her producers and managers told her every day.

"Slut!" every boy she ever loved called her that and many others.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!" She screamed into the mirror, voices in her head screamed at her each insult stung her and she finally collasped on the floor crying and she felt as if she was being watched and pulled herself together.

She wiped tear after tear hoping that this was the last, her vision was blurred by tears and she walked out of the room and out of the house, out of her personal hell and walked away. She had no place in mind, but when she knew she wasn't turning around.

Brick cuddled up next to the 'light' of his life, Berserk, who was talking about the future.

He rolled his eyes, he didn't want a future with anyone. Marriage was not important enough for him to worry about, he was too busy thinking about Blossom.

She was all over his mind at the moment. Her laugh, her smile, her silky hair.

He also thought about what she said, he was acting different, and it was true.

To have all happiness pushed out of your life is awfully painful. He tried to connect with her. Each try was a fail.

She was bad for business after all.

He did put her first.

Money over love wasn't worth anything but lies.

The fame was it really worth it, the shit he had worked for was slowly killing him. No longer was it fun. It was irritating and annoying. He wanted to quit several times, but can't.

"Bricky? Are you listening?!" Berserk asked anger filling her voice.

"Yeah, of course," he lied, Berserk was a second best, the closest thing to Blossom, but she wasn't and the hole in his heart still remained.

Boomer smirked, "He isn't mine, she is dead wrong."

Butch raised his brow, "Boom, I'm sure he is though."

He shrugged, "I could care less. If he is then I just won't do anything about it, I'm not helping."

Butch frowned, "Then you're not going to help him?"

Boomer smiled, "Nope."

Butch rolled his eyes, "Yes, you will. Remember that Mojo and HIM left us and you almost die of some sickness, Brick and I saved your ungrateful ass! You know damn well she can't do it."

He sipped his drink, let's the alcohol sting his throat, "Yeah, and we won anyways. We didn't need them and they wanted to come into our lives but we didn't let them."

Butch shook his head, "So you wanna punk out? Then I will."

Boomer almost spit his drink out, "What!?"

He nodded his head, "Sure, as long as he isn't like you then sure."

Boomer raised his brow, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, ever since you started hating Bubbles again, you've been drinking so much alcohol, you are bitter. You are a bitch."

"Oh."

"I think you were better off with her."

"You won't raise my kid! I hate that lying bitch! You don't understand, she cheated on me with my own brothers!" He screamed loud enough for the whole house to hear.

"Brat is cheating on you right now... Her job is so sleep with people!" Butch said.

"We aren't dating!?"

Bubbles and Blossom closely listened, Bubbles carefully listened to every word Boomer said, things he wouldn't tell her.

Butch smiled, "How are you really? Without her?"

Boomer frowned, "Terrified. Angry. Hurt. Like I'm missing something."

Butch clapped his hands and went over to him, "I bet I know what you're missing and alcohol isn't gonna fill that."

Boomer didn't face Butch, he couldn't. He was too drunk to think. He knew what he was missing, he wouldn't admit it.

"Is that how you really feel?"

He stared at the little female he left in ruins, "Yes."

Butch smirked, "Problem solved."

"Why did you do that?"

He touched her tear stained cheek, "Because it was right. Because I'm losing my family slowly."

She glared at him, "LIAR!"

She raised her arms to punch him, and he grabbed her wrist, "Why all these shitty drama? They love you."

She snatched her hand away from him, "Hard to say about you though, huh?"

"I don't love you anymore, you're insane! You need help!" Butch said to her.

She pushed him and ran, she was okay, she told herself. She didn't need her family and friends. She was fine by herself.

He watched her slowly destroying herself. After all, wasn't that the price of fame.

The reason he got out.

Hehe, so the ending is a little confusing, but its a puzzle. Can you solve it?

R&R!