Dally's P.O.V.

I pick Claire-bear out of her crib rocking her as she giggles her cute little baby giggle, "hi baby girl. Hi princess, does daddy got you? Does daddy got you?"

She giggles cute making cute little baby noises as if she's trying to talk as she grabs my finger laughing even harder. I smile as I walk into the room pecking Charlie's lips, "hey love. How'd you sleep?"

"For the first time in a month, good," she laughs. "Thanks for taking care of Claire last night."

"No problem, what time is Claire's month old birthday party thing?" I ask not knowing the name.

Charlie laughs once again, "four-thirty Dallas."

"I'm gonna head down to see the boys now," I go to get ready handing her Claire.

"Hey Claire," I hear her murmur. "You don't know them yet, but you will, I promise you will. You have two wonderful big sisters, their names are Daisy and Delilah. They're a little hurt and mad at us right now, but we love them and they love us. You're gonna love them, just like they're gonna love you. You have two wonderful sisters who you're gonna love very much just like you love Uncle Two."

I listen to Claire giggle as she says 'Uncle Two' and I decide to walk in, "hey Charlie."

She smiles her sweet innocent smile that you would never expect a nineteen year old to have, "hi Dally."

"You miss them don't you?" I ask her sitting down.

A single tear slides down her cheek, "I've been trying holding it together. I've been trying to keep it together for you Dally, but I don't know if I can. I miss them. I miss the girls so much. I miss Daisy gossiping to me and Del's wise sarcastic comments. I miss the girls. I love them." At this point she is full blown sobbing. "I'm trying to act like I don't care, but not knowing if they're okay, it kills me. I love them and Daisy, she's in such bad shape. I don't know if she'll ever be okay. She's gonna lose her innocence Dal' and that's not fair. She's still too young to lose her innocence."

I pull her into a tight hug, "I miss them too."

"Oh Dal'," she sobs. "What if Daisy...What if she? God! I can't even say it."

"Daisy's a strong girl," I remind her. "Not as strong as Del, but still strong. I can almost promise you they're both still breathing and they're both just mad. They've been through to much to let this get to them."

"What if they're-what if Daisy's depressed?" Charlie asks. "I was talking to Lacey and I don't know."

"She's not," I smile kissing her head. "I can almost promise you she's perfectly fine and she's just mad at us for doing what some of us did."

Daisy's P.O.V.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror, it's been one month since I last saw the gang or my family and everything's changed. I run my fingers through my dry, greasy, hair as tears slide down my skinny face. I don't remember last time I actually ate. I look down at my wrists that have cuts all over them as I put my hand on my stomach that shows off all my bones. Today, I should be proud of myself, I got out of bed to look at my sad appearance. I look down at my shaky hands as I unsteadily place my hand on my beating heart. I should be grateful, I have this, but I'm not. I just want the pain to end.

I slowly walk over to my bed plopping down onto the bed as I sob my eyes out. I hear Lacey and Lucy pounding on the door just like my head minus it doesn't spin. I'm always confused, trapped by my thoughts. I hear Lacey's crying voice, "please, Daisy! Please, just 'cause you don't want your friends or family doesn't mean we don't need you. Please."

Lucy whispers, "Lacey stop, just leave her alone. She'll come out when she's ready."

"No," Lacey sobs. "Daisy, please we need you! Please!"

"Go away," my voice comes out more like a croak that is barely above a whisper.

"Daisy! Daisy, please! You have to open up the door!" Lacey starts screaming. "Please! We need you! Please!"

"Let's go," Lucy speaks.

"No! Lucy, she needs to come out! Daisy! Daisy, I'm gonna get you out of that room if it's the last thing I do!" I can only take from that, that Lucy dragged Lacey away. I shut my eyes falling into a deep slumber for the fourth time today and it's only two-thirty.

Del's P.O.V.

"Alison!" I squeal as I walk into her room with a smile plastered on my face.

She looks over at me smirking, "what?"

"I did overhear that," I run over tackling my little sister in a hug. "You and Pone at the carnival tomorrow night at five. It sounds like a date."

"Two friends going to the carnival alone, not a date," she smiles.

"Two friends who like each other going to the carnival alone, now that's what I call a date," I push her jokingly as Dez walks in. "Especially if you go on the Ferris wheel.

"I hear you got a date," Dez smirks. "I just got off the phone with Darry and Pone is super excited."

Ali blushes a deep red, "it's a date! Del,are you going to Claire's one month celebratory party?"

"I don't know," I shrug. "Maybe. I'm not sure if I'm welcomed. I've only talked to Stevie since the incident."

"Rumor has it that Daisy, ain't doing so well," Dez speaks softly.

"Rumor has it she locked herself in her room since the hospital and hasn't come out once," Ali adds.

"Maybe, I should visit her," I sigh.

Dez speaks up, "get ready to see your big brother, big sister, and little sister."

"Big sister?" I ask.

Ali rolls her eyes, "Charlotte. Even I got that one Del, you're falling behind."

"Am not!" I stick out my tongue.

"Whatever, go get ready. We have an hour. Darry wants us there early because, rumor has it Dally is showing up early and he wants to see you," Dez smiles as she walks out of the room swaying her hips.

"Or does Darry just want you?" Ali calls after her laughing.

I high five her laughing loudly, "nice one. Does Pone just want you? Is that the real reason why we need to be there early?"

"Shut up!" She squeals. "Now go get ready....brat."

"Who you calling brat?" I look at her through the corner of my eyes. "Brat."

Dally's P.O.V.

The door swings open and I look over to see Delilah standing there shyly. Tears become noticeable in my eyes as she looks at me locking eyes, "hello Dallas."

"Hello Delilah," I speak softly as I walk over to her.

"How are you?" She asks making small talk.

"Good and you?" I respond.

"I'm great," she smiles laughing slightly. "I"m actually really, really, good."

"Just hug already," Soda calls.

"Shut your mouth Soda!" She snaps rolling her eyes as she hugs me. "I'm pissed at him."

"We all are," I whisper back as I take in her scent. "I've missed you Del."

"Where's my baby sister?" She asks tears welling in her eyes. "Where's Charlie? Are they okay?"

"They're perfectly fine and so am I," I smile as I grab her shoulders. "Wanna see them?"

"H-have you seen Daisy?" She asks her voice cracking. "I heard she's doing pretty bad."

"Charlie!" I shriek.

"What? What?" She asks.

"You HAVE to see her!" I yell grabbing her wrist and dragging her behind me as she laughs loudly. "She misses you! You have to see her!"

I smile, "I missed you guys too, but I'm here now. That's all that matters."

I pull her into a tight hugging petting the back of her head as I struggle through tears, "you're here now. You're here now. I love you."

"I love you too," she laughs.

"DELILAH!" Steve yells as he runs in picking her up and spinning her brushing her hair behind her ear. "I've missed you."

"You saw me yesterday," she chuckles pecking his lips and I can see it in their eyes, they're falling love.

"I just-I don't know, I love you. I'm in love with you," he whispers and I can see her blushing a deep red.

"Stevie," she smirks. "I love you too."

I walk over to Dez, "are they falling in love?"

She chuckles, "they fell in love a long time, everybody including them was just too stupid to see that."

"What about Soda and Daisy?" I ask her curiously.

"They were never in love to begin with," she speaks softly and slowly drawing me in. "She did care more for him than he did her, but still."

"I wonder how she's doing," I let out a sigh.

She looks like she's debating with herself over telling me or not before deciding to just say this, "you gotta talk to Lacey and Lucy for that kind of information. Why do you ask?"

"She's my sister and I love her," I admit.

Dez sighs walking away whispering in a sigh, "we all do Dallas."

Daisy's P.O.V.

What do you do when your so depressed, it hurts you physically?

What do you do when it hurts to move, to walk, to sigh, to cry, to eat, to talk, to write, to think, to breath; when it just hurts to live?

What do you do when your so done with life that you don't even want to breathe? When it's like every breathe you take is just a reminder of how much pain you're in?

What do you do when you've lost all hope?

I feel like, I'm drowning. I feel like, even if I end up on top, I'm never gonna be the same. Nothing is ever gonna be the same.I don't know if I'll ever be the same or if I'll ever be able to look at life the same again. I'm not okay. I'm never gonna be okay.

I hear a small knock on the door, "Daisy, it's your mom."

"You're not my mom," I whisper as I look at fresh tear stains on my pillow.

"I-I'm sorry, I mean it's Sam," she whispers softly. "Can you come out of your room hunny? We miss your smiling face."

I slowly walk over to the door unlocking in, "happy?"

"Oh my! Hunny!" She yells as she sees me. "You're so skinny and look at your face, it's stained with tears. Get dressed and take a shower."

"Why should I?" I sigh plopping on my bed. "I'll never be okay again!"

"Hun, it's gonna be okay. Nothing is broken to point of no return," she rubs my back.

I let out a small sob, "I am!"

"Oh no, no, no," she sighs. "You're okay hun'. Everything's gonna be perfectly fine. Wanna talk to Peyton, she's good with heartbreak?"

"Whatever," I shrug as Peyton walks in.

She sits on the end of my bed as Sam walks out, "why are you letting a boy get you this down for a month?"

"I-I think I was in love with him," I sigh.

"Why is that?" She asks.

"I would of died for him," I sob. "Oh Peyton!"

She hugs me tightly, "he isn't worth it my love. You're big sister's here and I'm sure Lacey would be here too if you'd let her."

"Oh Lacey! I hate her," I growl as I sob.

"Why is that?" She asks.

I speak slowly trying to keep my voice steady as I cry, "she slept with Sodapop and we were still dating! She's also pregnant!"

Peyton gasps, "I'm so sorry."

"Yea, everybody is," I scoff. "Everybody minus the ones who hurt me the most and that's not including Lacey."

"What did Lucy do?" She asks. "I know she's been sleeping on the couch because, the doors locked."

"Lucy," I smile at the thought of not only my sister, but my best friend too. "She did nothing. I love her with all my heart. I just-I don't."

"It's okay," Peyton smiles. "Tell me, I won't judge. I've been through this before. I'm on depression medicine and I go to therapy. It helps a lot having a safe place to land. You know?"

"I just don't want her to see me like this," I sigh. "I don't want to hurt the only one who still can make me smile."

"It'll get better," she speaks softly with a shaky voice. "I promise, it has too."

"I don't know," I grab my sweatshirt. "I'm gonna go out. Bye Peyton...and thanks."

"Anytime Daisy. I love you," she speaks genuinely.

"I-I....I love you too," I smile weakly running out of the house for the first time in a month.

Whoa! How heavy was this chapter? This is not the end of hurting Daisy. We're gonna see a lot of her the next few chapter minus next chapter. It's a special chapter. ;) I cried so much this chapter. It was such a up and down chapter, but this journey is far for over. I just want to thank all of you for reading it this far. I love you guys so much, you have no idea. Stay gold. Do it for Johnny!
-Beth