Song: The Doctor said- Chloe Adams

I search up his name and can't find him anywhere. Of course he is the only Zayden Reynolds in the area. So I type just his last name and several, or should I say more like hundreds pop up, but he is not there. I decide to search Google and I do get an article from a newspaper...it's dated a few years back, something in a police report saying that he was caught breaking and entering and then vandalism. There is nothing else about him.

I figured he would have called me by now. Now that I think of it where is my phone. I get up and look on the desk. I open up all the drawers and search, nothing. I go back downstairs searching for my mom and both of my parents are outside talking. I'm not sure if they want me butting in but I do anyway. The moment they see me they get super quite, so I can only assume they were talking about me.

"Have you seen my phone?"

"We got you a new one; it's on the charger in the hallway," says dad.

You got to be kidding me. Not only did they get rid of practically everything that meant something to me, they have the audacity to get me a new phone. "Where is my old phone?" I huff, feeling really annoyed with all the new changes in my life.

They look at each other then dad says, "We kind of lost it in the move, so we got you a new one." By the way he looks at my mom, I know right off that is a freaking lie. I'm not stupid, all of my contacts were in the old phone. I know they are only looking out for me and want the best but you can't just wipe someone's life away like they never existed.

"Well that's just great." I throw my hands up in the air in frustration.

"Coralie...it will be alright...we got you a new one." My mom tries to make it all sound great, but she is only making it worse.

"Yeah...but no one knows this number...I don't even know it."

"I'm sorry...maybe you can text everyone your new number."

I close my eyes and take a deep breath before I loose it. I exhale slowly. "How can I do that when I don't even know their numbers?" I'm so frustrated all I want to do is freaking talk to Zayden. I take the new phone and go back to my room. I fumble around with it but not knowing anyone's number really sucks.

I'm super shocked when no one comes over for the weekend...like no one. It should be nice sitting at home in the quite of my own space however it's too quiet and I so just need to get out of here. I feel like I can't just walk around the house because they keep watching me. They pretend that they are doing other things but really I know they keep peeking glances at me to see if I'm doing alright. I try to find things to do but this place happens to be more boring than the home. At least there we had different things to do and people actually tried talking to me. The weekend drags by very slowly.

I start a new school on Monday and decide to keep to myself before I even go. I look through the closet and I know this is my mom's doing but she needs to realize that I am not a preppy little girl. I can't wear half of these clothes. I dig until I find a pair of plain jeans and a black long sleeve shirt that I might be able to deal with. I brush out my hair again and head out the door with no makeup.

I step foot into the new school and take a deep breath. I'm not sure if I want to make friends because something always seems to happen especially when I get close to someone. I find all my classes and make it through each torturing routine of saying hi to the class and that I am the new girl, yay. I make it through the day; thankfully no one really talked to me all day.

The rest of the week is the same crap every day. I go to school, keep to myself. When I get home, I stay in my room and try searching for him only to end up nowhere. It's like he never existed, what the hell. I have pulled up everything I can think of, all the social media out there and nothing. This can't be happening.

I go to a new therapist but he doesn't really give a shit about me. He just wants me on the pills and just keeps telling me that I'm o.k. and that I will be fine. I'm just a teenager, blah, blah, blah. If you ask me this guy is a quack and is probably just doing this shit for the money. The only person that ever understood me was Sarah. She gets it...she knows all about me and it's hard for me to get anything past her. Yeah...she is that good. I should mess up just to go back there. They all get me there and I don't have to explain anything and they don't judge me.

Inside I feel like screaming. I feel Cora and Willow within me more and more every day and I think it's because I am so lonely and they have always just been there for me. They say the pills will help me smile but right now nothing in this world can help me smile, not a real smile anyway.

On Friday Carter brings Daniel home with him. I'm sitting at the bar in the kitchen and I hear my name, "Coralie...Oh damn girl look at you." And he picks me, spinning me around to embraces me so close to him. His scent fills the air and he brings back memories of us in the past.

I hug him in return, and then he puts me down. He looks me up and down and he keeps smiling at me. He must be really excited to see that I am still alive. I stare back at him. He looks so much the same but older and just as cute as always.

"How have you been squirt?" He nudges me with his elbow.

I nudge him right back. "I'm not a squirt...punk."

"Fine...sorry...so how are you really." He steps back to leans up against the counter.

"I'm fine." I attempt to smile as I pull a strand of hair out of my face.

Carter goes up to his room to change out of his ball practice clothes. Really he so needs to change he smells like wet dog all nasty and sweaty. He leaves Daniel downstairs to defend for himself.

I watch as he makes himself at home, fixing him a glass of milk and then grabbing several cookies from the cookie jar. He holds one out to me. "You want one?" He teases me by waving it in front of my face and then taking a bite before holding it out again.

"Sure." I take it from him, then take a bite. I really don't care if he has already taken a big bit out of it.

I finish off the cookie as he finishes one and we just stand there. It feels a little awkward and he breaks the silence. "I shouldn't have showed you the pictures that day."

"Oh!" I let out a sigh. "Well I'm glad you did...at least you had the guts to bring it to my attention no one else did." It would have been even worse going to school and finding out. At least this way I already knew about it in advance.

"Yeah...Tyler is a dick...always has been. Sounds like something he would do. I just didn't think you would ever be with him. I can't believe you went back over there that night."

I swallow hard. "I remember going...I just never knew he took those pictures of me. And I had to go over there to ask him why he took them. I needed to know why? But then got myself into more trouble."

"Yeah...well he likes to brag about all the girls he has been with."

"I know." I take another bite. Why do I suddenly feel like shit? I feel so ashamed of who I was then and I don't want Daniel to see me as that girl. He keeps staring at me and I feel that if none of this every happened maybe we would have ended up together. But I know deep down that would have never happened because he has always been like a brother to me. "Why did you go with Carter that night...you know to come get me?"

He shakes his head and doesn't say a word. I wish I knew what he thought back then about me. I wish I knew how he sees me now. Does he think I am still that lost girl? I'm not sure what was really going through my mind but for some reason I just had to ask, "You seen me fully naked...didn't you?"

"Yeah...but it's not what you think." Quickly his eyes cast the floor like if he looks back up at me he will see my naked or something. "I wasn't really looking. We just threw your clothes on in a hurry just to get you out of there."

"Thanks...so did you hurt Tyler?" I smirk at the thought.

"A little...Carter done most of it breaking the guys jaw."

My eyes bug out and I am just shocked. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah...Carter will do just about anything for you." He slowly looks up into my eyes. "I would too. You are family and I care deeply about you."

Family, like family. I will always be like a sister to him. "Uhm...thanks Daniel...thanks for going with him...thanks for coming to get me."

"You're welcome. I will do it again. I don't want to but I will I love you...you're like my little sister."

"Yeah...yeah...yeah." I smile at him. He hands me another cookie and of course I can't resist to take another bite.

Carter comes back down all cleaned up. "We are going to the mall you want to come?"

"Really...you don't mind."

"Of course not...come on." He pulls on my sleeve for me to follow behind him.