The Group
Part 45 


I ran into Danny's room. I didn't knock. I just burst through his door.
"You were right," I cried into his shoulder. "You were right."
He just rubbed my back and didn't speak.
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I walked into the kitchen. I was hungry. I started searching through the cabinets when my mother entered. I couldn't remember the last time I talked to my parents. My father followed closely behind her, and I barely acknowledged them.
"We are very sorry about everything," I heard my mother's smooth voice say.
'Does she know about Maddy?' I thought to myself.
"And we are sorry about your friend," my dad added.
"You don't even know her name!" I shouted. "She meant so much to me and you don't even know her name!"
As I was about to storm out of the kitchen, I turned toward them once more and said, "And I'm going to her funeral this afternoon at 3:00."
I left, ran up the stairs and into my room, slammed the door, and locked it.
My life was falling apart. My parents hate our relationship, and to be honest, so do I. I lost my virginity to a guy who will never speak to again, let alone see me. My friend had just died, and worst of all, I hate who I'm becoming.