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  <subtitle>&amp;quot;You two come on downstairs, ok? And Tom, I'd like to talk with you.&amp;quot;
_God, I'm dead_ 
Lucy sat on the couch as i followed my mom into the kitchen.
&amp;quot;What were you doing?&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Mom, nothing was going to happen, i swear-&amp;quot;
She pointed a finger at me, &amp;quot;Don't let me catch you alone with her again, or you'll never see her again, understand?&amp;quot;
I sighed, she never trusted me with much before, so I guess I should've expected this. _Bitch..._
&amp;quot;Yea, i understand...&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Good.&amp;quot; With that she walked snootily over to the oven to check on the pizza, &amp;quot;5 minutes.&amp;quot;
I nodded and went back to the living room couch, where i saw Lucy with her head buried in her hands, crying. I sat beside her and wrapped an arm around her.
&amp;quot;What's wrong?&amp;quot;
She lifted her head. Her eyes were swollen with tears, &amp;quot;She hates me, she absolutely hates me.&amp;quot;
i held her hand in mine, &amp;quot;Lucy, I don't care what she thinks, I still love you, and no matter what happens, i always will.&amp;quot;
_That's what I said to Kayla..._
&amp;quot;Tom? You ok?&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;Yea, I'm fine...&amp;quot;</subtitle>
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