Goodbye.

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I wandered to my balcony and gaped at the twinkling stars, that hovered above me. Mom, if you're there, I need your help. I'm lost. I pondered, as I inhaled the light midnight breeze. I wrapped my body, in a grey fleece blanket, and continued to glare into the beyond. As I heard the patio open, I felt someone grip my shoulder. It was Vivian. I was avoiding everyone, including V. I felt remorseful. She didn't deserve my silence.

''Hey T, are you ok?'' She asked, softly.

''Yeah...''

''You've been on this balcony, for days. Its time you come inside.''

''No, I want to figure this out.''

''Ok, can I sit with you?''

''Sure.''

V tucked herself, within the fleece blanket, and together, we continued to stare into night. I missed my best friend.

''V, I'm sorry for ignoring you. I didn't mean to...'' I began.

''I would have done the same. I'm always here for you, through thick and thin. So, have you thought about what you're going to do??''

''I love you V. And, I've decided to suck it up and continue to expose the rat. She shouldn't be able to get away like this. Besides, I'm doing it for Dom.''

''Love you too hun. Good for you! I'm all in. Spill!''

''We need to search her room. We should have done this, long ago, she might be hiding things we can use against her.''

''I agree. So, when are we doing this?''

''Tomorrow morning. In the meantime, we should get some sleep.''

''Awesome. You're going to sleep, right? Or, do you want me to stay and sing you a lullaby?'' V asks.

''Whatevs, I promise I'll sleep. Goodnight.''

''Atta girl.''

V gave me a long goodnight hug and momentarily, she left the balcony. I collected my blanket and headed back inside. It was time to drift off...

As dawn approached, the only thing I could dream and think about, was exposing Ella. My hunger for exposing her, grew by each day. I will not let her ruin me. I don't care if Dom still hates me, I won't let her destroy him.

I took a quick shower and wore my 'messy hair, don't care' hoodie dress. I decided to straighten my hair and accessorise with a bow headband. I finished my outfit, with a pair of lace stockings, and my look was complete. Sexy Tara, is back! Beware bitches! I thought, confidently – as I observed myself in the mirror.

As I travelled downstairs, I noticed Ella's shocked expressions. She must have been wandering why I was in a good mood. After all, I was 'supposed' to be upset over our argument. She didn't have the power to define how I felt, nor would she EVER have it.

''Good morning guys!'' I greeted everyone, cheerfully.

''Tara, your alive!'' Carter answered.

''Yup, in the flesh and bone.''

''Hey! I was so worried about you.'' Clara hugged me, affectionately.

''Sorry, I had a lot going on. I'm fine now.''

''Hey Ella!'' I wanted to piss her off so, I decided to greet her too.

I could sense the fury, build up within her. I knew she was mad at me, for being 'normal' again but, who gives a shit about what ugly Ella thinks.

''Hey Dom.''

He paused, before he spoke.

''Hey.'' Was all that he could word.

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