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paper in my hand. Amy didn't live that far from here, but still would it really be a good idea just to turn up? I wondered why Amy's mom had just come from Amy's house as I knew Amy had been at work until 10, but it didn't appear as if there was a boyfriend on the scene, not tonight anyway, or Sue would have told me to wait until tomorrow.  
    So what was there to lose?  
    Nothing, but I was overcome with an incredible anxiety about turning up unannounced at Amy's home.  
    I played a character once who was always shy and awkward around girls. When his grandmother died, she left him a tiny bottle filled with mysterious green liquid. The magic potion gave him the confidence to be whoever he wanted, and the first thing he asked for was the courage to speak to his dream girl. The movie was terrible and lost money at the box office, but I'd do anything to get my hands on that little green bottle right now.

CHAPTER 7

    AMY

    Cassie has to know about Daniel. I have to tell her. But what could I possibly say? Oh, by the way, Cassie, I met your fiancé, and he grabbed my ass. He's a raging drunk with a terrible attitude towards women, and he's got some awful friends.  
    I stared at the underside of my blanket with tears in my eyes. As I lay in bed wishing the next week of my life would just disappear, I at least knew that I had Bella. I thought of her asleep in the room next door and felt comforted by the knowledge that I'd have her forever.  
    "Absolute asshole," I said with the bedding still pulled up over my head. Now I had two reasons not to want to go to Cassie's wedding - Chris and Daniel. I didn't want to see Daniel ever again.  
    How dare he humiliate me like that? What does Cassie even see in him? So what if he works on Fifth Avenue at some big advertising firm? If he can't keep it in his pants then why would she want to be with him?
    My thoughts tumbled over and over, as tears seeped from the corners of my eyes.  
    Pull yourself together, Amy, I repeated to myself.  
    But the more I tried to think reasonably that it all wasn't such a big deal, the more I didn't want to hurt Cassie. I had no idea what to do. If I told her that Daniel was a wretched drunk and a borderline sex offender, she'd more than likely take his side. But if I didn't tell her, then she'd have to find out sooner or later what he was really like.  
    I rolled over and pulled the blanket back off my face so I could get a breath of fresh air. Men are pigs. They're all cheating losers. Every single one of them. I didn't want to believe that, but I hadn't had the greatest experiences to learn from.  
    I sat up in bed and switched on my bedside light. It was almost midnight, but I knew if I didn't calm down and get my thoughts straight I wouldn't get to sleep anytime soon. And I needed to sleep...
    I must have dropped off because I was woken by someone calling out my name. Panic gripped my heart. What was wrong? Was the house on fire? Why was someone calling me?
    I sat, with my eyes open wide, not breathing as I listened for the next sound.   "Amy!" That voice sounded familiar. Then another noise. The sound of stones being pelted at my window.
    I leaped out of bed to the window and threw the heavy sash window open. It was Chris, standing below and calling out my name.
    "Chris?" I couldn't believe my eyes.
    "What do you think you're doing?" I hissed. "You scared the life out of me. I thought my house was burning down."
    "Oh, sorry," he called back. " I just wanted to see you. I saw your light on, so I thought you were still up."
    "Shush," I hissed back. "You're going to wake the whole damn neighborhood. Hang on. I'll get the door."  

    As I ran down the stairs, I felt as if my heart might beat out of my chest, a combination of adrenalin from having been scared out of my wits and anticipation at seeing Chris. When I got to the front hallway, I stopped for a moment.   Breathe, just breathe Amy .  
    I took a deep inhale to steady my nerves and then flung