"Brenda open up!" I called. Bashing on her door. She was down in a few minutes. "Omg Demi you're drunk!" She exclaimed before ushering me in really quickly. I started crying. "Oh Demi!" She pulled me in for a hug. Her sweater smelt really nice. I think it was Black XS by Paco Robanne. I badly wanted that perfume. "My cwozest end indawole word cumpwety betwayed me!" I sobbed. It was ridiculous but I actually couldnt stop crying. "Just a second pet." She told me as she ushered me ino the living room and disappared. She reappeared with a box of tissues. I wiped my tears. "Sorry for disturbing you by the way. I feel so silly now." I sniffed,wiping my nose. "So what was it you were crying about then?" Brenda asked me. She brushed her golden hair away from her face. I dont understand why she dyed it. Black hair looked amazing on her. "You remember that guy I told you abou?" Brenda nodded. "Well I've just been told one of my closest friends has been secretly dating him behind my back. And she knows how I feel about him!" I explained. I could not believe Ladashia. "I think that you shouldn't be quick to judge your friend." She told me. I was totally confused. "But Brenda I wouldn't have cared if she'd just told me! I mean I obviously would be hurt and angry but I'd eventually come to terms with it." I felt another tear roll down my face. My voice was all crackly and weird and I felt dizzy. "Yeah I don't doubt that you would've got over it but she didn't know that did she?" I knew what Brenda said made sense but I was angry. And pissed. "Yeah well if she was a true friend then she would've known that wouldnt she?" I snapped and got up to leave. I stumbled and fell back down. Brenda quickly grabbed me and sat me down. "Woah there young lady but you are not going anywhere in the state that you are. It may not be dark but it is late and you dont what kinda creeps are out there." And with that she left the room and went to call my mom. "Wait Brenda dont." I pleaded with her. "Mom'll go mental." Brenda shook her head. "You know what your mom thinks of me. She'll think I got you drunk and tried to hide it. No can do puppet. I have to call her." That was her final descision. I sighed in defeat. Mom was gonna kill me.