I can't even begin to explain how guilty I feel about all of this.

I knew how Amber was, which is why I was so hesitant to ask Oaken to do the interview and podcast.

I should've never asked him to do it.

If I wouldn't have asked him to do it, she would've never been like this this week, and she would've never hooked up with Dyson.

I ruined Oakens relationship with a simple podcast, and I feel down right terrible about it.

I never knew having an interview about Hockey could cause so much, seeing as Oaken didn't lie once.

All we've talked about until last night was the hockey team and podcast.

And right now, I'm rolling over in Oaken's bed to him puffy face and passed out, and me snuggled up all warm in his baseball hoodie and sweat pants.

Which, he has to be to the rink in literally an hour and I don't want to wake him up.

But I have to wake him up.

I sat up, lightly grabbed his arm, and started shaking away.

"Oak." I whispered. "Oaken you've got to wake up."

He groaned and rolled to his back. "Why?"

"Hockey today." I nodded. "Got to be there in an hour."

He sighed and sat up. "Did it really happen?"

I gave him a sympathetic smile. "Yeah dude, it really happened."

He scrubbed his hands down his face and shook his head. "What the hell is my life right now?" He shook his head.

"The life of a 15 year old." I nodded. "It sucks."

"I just don't understand why she wouldn't just believe me." He flopped backward. "Now, there's probably pictures of her going around being fucked bare back by Dyson Ball and come on her face." He sighed. "And the problem is, I'm the one feeling like I fucked everything up."

"Oaken you didn't do anything wrong." I shook my head. "You told her the truth, you tried to make her comfortable. I just shouldn't have asked-"

"Mil." He reached up and grabbed my arm. He pulled me back to lay with him. "I told you, I wanted to do the podcast. Will wanted me to do the podcast. I know I didn't actually do anything wrong. But god. I must've been a shitty boyfriend for her to just do this. And now I'm worried she may actually show up at the game."

"Do you think she will?"

"Probably." He nodded. "It's just the way she is."

"Well, you have me there with you. Don't worry about her today. Go get on the ice, knock a couple teeth out, and get out some of the anger."

"Thank god I play hockey." He sighed. "The worst thing about this is that now I don't even want to be alone tonight because Ol and Connor both have dates, and Dad and Mom are helping Jake and Kelsey with the nursery."

"Well, we can hang out tonight if you want." I nodded.

"I don't want to ruin your date with Porter." He shook his head.

"Who?" I gave him a look.

"Porter Davis?" He nodded. "Your date tonight?"

"Oaken, Porter Davis is a senior. I'm not going out with him." I shook my head. "I haven't even been on a date since I moved back. Older guys aren't my thing. Maybe a year older but that's it."

He raised his eyebrows. "You really wouldn't mind hanging out tonight?"

"Sure. We can go to Hardy's if you want."

"I am never going to Hardy's again." He closed his eyes. "How about Joes. Maybe go see a movie? Come back here and hangout?"

"If that's what you want yeah." I nodded. "But right now, we got to get up, and I have to go grab clothes from your sister."

"Hold on." He rolled out of his bed and walked to his closet.

He tossed me a long sleeve and one of his hockey hoodies. "Olivia's got a fat ass, I mean. They're going to be big on you, and I tossed your clothes in the washer and dryer last night while I was getting snacks and drinks. You could wear those and your jeans."

I let out a small smile. "You trying to make her mad?"

"No." He shook his head. "Just want someone supporting me today that doesn't have to."

I pouted and wrapped my arms around him. "I've been supporting your baseball career since you were 5. We can throw hockey in there now too."

He and I got around and got ready, I grabbed my camera bag and notebook out of my book bag to take notes and pictures of the game, and we headed down to his kitchen.

"How you doing today kid?" His dad gave him a small smile.

He shook his head. "I'm not. Is it OK if Milly stays again. I don't want to be alone tonight, and I don't you guys to cancel your plans."

"Oak, I can steal Ol another night." Mason nodded.

"And, I can go out with Sienna a different night." Connor sighed.

"No." He cleared his throat. "Mom and Trish are working, and you guys are going to be there for me for the game. Your lives don't revolve around me. Milly offered to hang out, it's fine."

"You guys going to go to Hardy's with the team?" Olivia pursed her lips.

"I'm never going to Hardy's again. Joes, movies, back here. Can I have my debit card?" He looked at his dad.

Jason reached in his pocket, took out his wallet, and handed him his debit card.

"Oak, do you need anything." Uncle Hank shook his head.

"Just for people to stop asking if I'm OK. I'm not OK."

"You ready to go?" Olivia cleared her throat. "Everyone is meeting us there."

He sighed and nodded. "I'm warning you all now, I fully intend on rocking someone in their shit today, so if you don't want to see it, close your eyes." He got up and walked out of the kitchen.

Jason sighed and looked at Olivia and Connor. "That's really not healthy." He shook his head.

"Could be worse." Olivia shrugged.

"How?" He scrunched his face.

She got up from the table. "I ended up in the hospital with my last break up. 30 some stitches." She walked out of the kitchen.

"And uh, last time one of my siblings went through a break up, I went around punching people in the face, one being him." Connor pointed at Mason.

"And, when Andy and I broke up, Mason drove 4 hours, threw him against the side of my house, and broke his nose and 2 teeth out." I nodded.

"Wow." Mason nodded. "Is this going to turn in to a shit on Mason day? Because went through the break up with Ol." He held a finger up. "Connor punched me in the face for 3 days." He held up another. "And Mil, my dad didn't know I did that." He looked at me.

"Oh." I looked at uncle Hank. "Well yeah, he did that."

Uncle Hank clapped his hands together and looked at Mason. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"OK." Mason shot up from his chair and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "They're waiting Mil." He pulled me out of the kitchen. "Who needs a little sister when I have you?" He shook his head. "The Hollow just came out. Granted it was the stupid side, but it came out."

"Yeah, that bitch shows up at his hockey game the mean sides going to come out." I nodded as we walked out of the Pates.

"Mil." He looked down at me. "You've already punched Dyson in the face and cussed her out. Can you maybe let me handle her if she's there?" He opened the back door of Olivia's car for me.

I just looked up at him and climbed in next to Oaken. "No." I shook my head.

I'm not going to lie.

There is one person aside from the elders in my family who scare me more than Olivia when she's mad.

And that, that is Milly.

Milly happens to be the only cousin I have on my dad's side.

Her and I are both only children, so Milly is the closest thing I have to a little sister.

Her mother is my dads little sister.

Which means she does have the Hollow blood line.

Incase you haven't realized this, I have anger problems, that I know how to control to an extent.

But when Milly's mad, it's done for. Over with. Finito.

The problem is, I have also come to know Amber does not give up.

Ever.

Clearly.

So either this hockey game is going to be good for Oaken, or Milly's going to have to be escorted out of the rink while swinging.

With what Oaken said, someone getting hit regardless.

The entire way to the rink was silent.

Other than Oaken's angry rap music coming through his headphones.

That's not out of the norm.

He does that every week before games.

The look on his face though, that's out of the norm.

"He's scaring the shit out of me." Connor whispered from the back seat.

"You think she's going to show up?" I looked over at Olivia.

"She called me 12 times last night." She nodded. "I didn't answer, and all the voicemails are the same. 'Please have him call me.' 'Can I please come talk to him.' 'I messed up so badly, I need to make it right.'"

"She didn't just mess up." Milly shook her head. "Another dude. Another dude is not messing up. It's cheating."

"Well, she saw Abby and Ryan come back from cheating and having relationships with other people." Olivia sighed.

"Yeah? So, Ryan took pictures of Havannah or Tate covered in his come and him giving them back shots?" I raised my eyebrows. "Because I'm telling you right now, that if Kalum would've taken pictures of you like that, you'd be dead, and he'd still be missing. I would've become the suitcase killer re-incarnate, and I would've cut his body up, put the body parts in different suitcases, and thrown them in the ocean."

Olivia just looked at me and pursed her lips, then looked in the rearview mirror.

"Oh no." Connor shook his head. "That is your doing. You're the one who makes him watch 'based on true event' murder movies. You gave him a guide to killing you. That's on you."

"I can still hear you you know." Oaken sighed.

I turned and scrunched my face. "Sorry buddy."

He shook his head. "It's all over the schools drama twitter."

"What?" Connor pulled his phone out.

So did Milly and I.

Sure as hell.

'Freshman hockey star's public dumping.' With a video of Oaken and Bebe in the hallway.

"Shit." I looked at Olivia as we pulled into the rink parking lot.

She pulled her phone out. "Holy shit." She closed her eyes and handed me her phone.

Kallie sent her a snapchat of the ice rink, and it is completely packed.

Oaken covered his face and sniffled. "I don't want to go in." He choked out.

"Hey." Connor put his arm around him. "We've got you."

"Oh so you two are going to fight off ¾ of the male student body alone?"

"No." Connor shook his head. "They're going to help." He pointed out the windshield.

Carter, Ryan, Ben, Will, and Kalum were walking over to Olivia's car.

"I let them know we pulled in." I nodded. "I told you, we got you."

"And when it comes to girls, you have these two, and, Maylee looks like a murderer, so you'll be alright." Connor nodded. "The others are saving us seats."

"You guys really love me, don't you?" He sniffled.

"That was a dumb ass question." Olivia nodded and got out of the car.

We all followed and Ryan wrapped an arm around Oaken. "Hey dude."

Oaken sighed. "Hi."

"You got this." Ben nodded. "Go in there, head held high because you did nothing wrong, and we'll handle the rest."

"But uh, we do want to warn you." Will nodded. "She's waiting by the door."

He whined. "Can I go home."

"No." Will shook his head. "We need you today. You need this. Get it out. I will handle the team when we get to the locker room. But when it comes to her-"

"I will handle her." Milly nodded.

"Ooop." Ryan looked down at her.

"Oh no." Kalum looked at me.

"Oh yeah." I sighed and nodded.

"Where's uncle Hank." He scrunched his face.

"Not here yet." I whined and shook my head. "I'm scared."

"Little Milly why you looking mean?" Carter raised his eyebrows.

"Because she's about to be a sorority girl." Milly shrugged and her and Olivia started walking.

"What the hell does that mean?" Ben shook his head.

"Her and Oaken stayed up walking sorority slasher movies, picturing Amber as all the girls who died." Connor nodded.

Ryan cleared his throat and pointed at Olivia and Milly. "That scared me." He nodded.

"We should probably follow." Will nodded.

And we started walking.

As soon as we got to the rink entrance, Bebe jumped off the entrance wall. "Oaken." She sighed.

He flinched. "No." He turned toward Olivia and buried his face in her shoulder. "Ol no." He shook his head. "No, please. Please get her away from me. No." He sniffled.

"OK." Olivia wrapped her arms around him. "OK. You're OK."

"Oaken please talk to me." She shook her head.

"Amber, go home." Connor nodded.

"I need to talk to him." She whined.

"No." I shook my head. "He doesn't want to talk to you. You did that. Go home."

"No." She crossed her arms.

"Amber coach has barred you from the rink because we need him to focus. You either leave, or he calls security." Will nodded.

"I'm not going anywhere until I talk to him." She shook her head.

Ben, Ryan, Carter, and Kalum all stood directly between her and Oaken and Ol.

"You're going to leave whether you want to or not." Milly nodded.

"Oh no." I groaned and stood behind her.

"Excuse me?"

"I don't have to be nice to you anymore bitch." Milly shook her head. "The only reason I was, is because of him. You hurt him. I don't have to be fucking nice anymore. You were a bitch to me all week." She held a finger up. "You were a bitch to him." She held a finger up. "And you hurt my friend." She nodded. "All kindness I gave you, is gone. So you can either willingly go home. Or I will." She clapped her hands together. "Give you." Another clap. "A reason." Clap. "To." Clap. "Run." Clap. "There."

I let out a small nervous laugh. "Oh she's clapping. Dad where are you." I whined.

"You don't get to tell me what to do." Amber shook her head.

"Bitch I will fucking make you!" She screamed, and then she started stepping.

"OK!" Finally I heard my dad scream.

Just as Milly lifted her arm, he swooped in, wrapped her up, lifted her and spun. "Melinda. You alright?" He raised his eyebrows.

"No! Get her to walk the fuck away Uncle Hank."

"Oh!" He yelled. "There's your mom coming out, Jesus Christ. Jason." He looked at Daddy Jay.

"Amber, you need to go. You need to stay away from my son, he will decide if and when to talk to you. And you need to stop calling my kids. Next step is calling your parents which I have refrained from because Oaken asked me to. Go please."

"Jason." She whined.

"Go." He pointed toward the parking lot.

She wiped her face and started walking.

"Put me down." Milly nodded.

Dad lightly set her down, she walked over to Oaken, spun him away from Olivia, and wrapped her arms around him.

"Come on. You have a game to play." She started walking him inside.

"Well, there's the Hollow anger issues." Ryan nodded.

I sighed and looked at Olivia.

"Oh no. I agree with her. I would've done it too." She shrugged and walked inside.

Milly.

She don't play.

Especially when it comes to Oaken.