**Three months later**
My phone hits the ground and I hear it shatter against the wood floor. I stand there staring at the wall,my hand frozen in place as if my phone never really fell. The door opens and closes. Sydney stands where I can see her. "What's wrong? Emily! What's wrong?" She asks. I don't answer. I can't answer. I'm frozen in place. I'm glued to this spot. I just stare straight ahead. "Emily! What's wrong?!" She calls someone. "Ashton! You better bring your ass over here and help me get Emily to talk and move!" She says. A few minutes,the door opens and Ashton comes into view. "Emily? Emily? Babe? What's wrong?" He's a liar. He's a traitor. He's a fucking low life. "How fucking dare you?" I whisper to him. "What did I do?" "You're a fucking liar. You know what you did." "No,I don't." "Sydney,can I see your phone?" I whisper. She hands me her phone and I open the search and type in a website. There it is. Home Page. Right there. Ashton Irwin seen with girl,who isn't Emily Woods. Right there with a picture. "You aren't Ashton Irwin,then?" I whisper showing him the phone. "Why would I ever do that to you? She's just a friend." He whispers back. "You're a fucking liar,Ashton. You expect me to believe that you didn't do this. That you held your 'friend's' hand." "You held Luke's hand!" "Luke was taking me to you." "She's just a friend." "Okay. You're just my friend." I whisper and hand Sydney her phone.
I sit on the couch. Alone. Humming a song. Over and over as if it's on repeat. I stare at the black tv screen. Alone. The string of lights around the window flickers once. I stand up and narrow my eyes. "Weird," I shrug and turn off the lights. I go into my bedroom and upload my video. I get into bed and fast forward into the day.