so this story starts off where Megan has just left Finn's room after he implies for her to leave.

Megan immediately ran to her room. She couldn't stop the tears from falling. No one in the house would probably even hear her since they were all huddled downstairs or sitting right next door. She hated herself now for making such a stupid mistake by staying. Why didn't she move with her parents? At least there she would have had someone to care for her, but here, in this reckless house, no one cared, not Evan, not Miller, not even Finn. Megan flipped through the contacts in her phone trying to think of someone to just talk to. Aimee's name was a close first. Unthinkingly, Megan hit the dial button.

"Hey Megan, what's up?" cheered Aimee.

"Aimee...," Megan said as her voice cracked.

Aimee could sense the fear in Megan's voice. "Are you okay?" she asked instinctively.

Megan shook her head as if Aimee was right next to her, watching her. "No," she replied, to weak to lie or strong enough to bear the pain. "I hate this place; I hate the McGowan's. I want to leave."

Aimee listened as her friend sobbed in pain and for the first time, she realized that she meant it. Even if the whole body of girls in the school, including herself envied Megan for that, but she could feel her hurt. "Do you want to come over to my house for a few?"

"Is... Is that okay with your parents?" Megan stuttered.

"They're not even here so they'll never know. They just left a few days ago to my grandma's, they'll probably be back in a month or so, so Hailey and I have the house to ourselves. You can spend the weekend with us and try to sort out your thoughts here."

"Aimee, I don't want to bother you."

"Megan, you're not bothering me, but if you choose to like move out to some motel or like even head back to your parents before sleeping over at my place and getting some peace, I will really hate you."

Megan thought for a second about what Aimee had just said. It did seem reasonable; maybe she should give more thought into it before being too impulsive. "Okay," Megan said finally deciding. "Um...would you mind getting me a ride?"

"Sure thing, when do you want me over?" Aimee exclaimed.

"I don't want anyone to know that I'm gone so, could you come around 2?" Megan asked once more hoping it wasn't too much to ask.

"Okay. I'll be there. See you at 2."

"Bye Aimee thanks again."

"No problem, anything to keep you here for a few more days," Aimee said one last time before hanging up.


Megan came down to the kitchen to find Regina and John in the island alone. 'The boys are probably still downstairs,' she thought. "Regina, John," she called softly to them not wanting to interrupt.

"Hey Megan, how are you today?" asked Regina.

"It was okay," she replied. "Can I talk to you guys about something?"

They eyed each other awkwardly. Megan didn't really ask for too much around the house, it was mostly the other way around. "Sure...," they both replied in unison.

"Can I uh... sleep over at Aimee's for a few days?" she finally asked.

John shot Regina a look that Megan couldn't understand. It must have been something you develop after years of marrying someone. You just had to look at them, and you knew what they had to say without them even peeping a word.

"Sure..." Regina said confusingly. "Did something happen that made you want to sleep over at a friend's house?"

Megan could feel the blood in her body boil as if she'd been seen right through. She could only hope that it wasn't obvious enough that they could see. What was worse then lying to someone's face was getting caught lying. "No," she answered quietly, letting her gaze fall to the ground.

so the next chapter will be up real soon. do you think that Megan would change her mind about staying? Sorry this one was really short but i want to keep the events for the next chapter together so I apologize for that.