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Zulia and I were back friends.
She lived in California though, with her mom's new boyfriend.
Even though she has only been with him for 2 months.
She said they needed a new start, new surrounding.
She seemed happier and more calm.
We talked everyday on FaceTime.
It's crazy because, she never talked about Lilly not one time.

I haven't seen Charles in a couple days.
I started to get worried because he would usually come visit us everyday.
I slid to the hotel right after school.
I wanted to go out and chill with Alex, and I needed him to watch Zeek.
Fanny needed a break.
I hurried past the front desk and into the elevator.
I knocked on his door a couple times, then started banging on it.
It took a long time for the door to open up.
I saw Ava standing there, in her stripper outfit.
"Why are you here ? Where is Charles?" I asked with a attitude slightly pushing the door open.
She looked strung out and high.
She didn't move or say anything, she was just standing there looking stupid.
"Move!" I yelled pushing her out the way.
I was Sam, Angel,Charles, and Alex.
They were all standing there looking like Ava, stupid.
"What's going on?" I asked looking at everybody one by one.
"We are talking Business, so go home to your son." Angel said while smoking a cigarette.
Charles looked nervous.
"No! Alex, where are you here ?" I asked him.
He shook his head and then looked at Ava.
She sat down on the bed next to him.
I could finally tell she was pregnant, she was getting big.
"Can somebody talk?" I asked madly.
"Storm, I'll call you ok, go home." Charles demanded.
I rolled my eyes, "I came here because I haven't heard from you. I wanted to see if you were ok."
He nodded, "I'm ok, ok." He said frustrated.
I turned around to go to the door then Sam said , "Tell her Alex."
I turned to look at Alex, "What?" I asked folding my arms, "Tell me what ?"
He sighed, "Man...look."
"Tell her !" Sam screamed at him.
Alex looked into my eyes, "Ava might be pregnant by me, not Sam."
My mouth dropped, "What ?" I asked looking confused.

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