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it had been a long time since she had spent time with her childhood friend, malo, the last time she had spent some actual time with him had been back before her relationship with hunter. she had went to him to release some built up emotions about her past and her family life and even if it did help, she still ended up walking away feeling a bit bitter that her life wasn't as perfect as she lead the world to believe. so she continued with her party ways and even picked up a boyfriend along the way and things seemed to finally be on the up and up after a long time of pain. that was until a few weeks ago when things began to go downhill again and she began taking it out on everyone, including malo's girlfriend who happened to also be one of her best friends that she actually cared about. well to an extent. tabby didn't go to the girl to flap about all of her problems, that's who malo, sam and her brother were for. another example would be that whenever she was in a mood, she took it out on people and she ended up being a bitch to the poor girl. which resulted to malo calling her out on it and making her feel worse than she already was.

since then she thought that she'd give the couple their space to do whatever it was that happy couples did. tabby had pretty much given up on the idea that she could ever be in a healthy relationship unless she started working on herself and her personal issues. trouble was she had no idea where to start with that and it didn't seem like she was heading in the right direction at the moment. a few days ago she went with her new bodyguard to have dinner with her brother and his family. what was suppose to be a simple dinner of everyone getting to know teddy, turned into a complete and utter disaster. "i shouldn't have kissed him..i don't know what i was thinking." she groaned as she slouched even lower on the bench. with her eyes narrowed, she stared up at the sky - even if she were afraid of flying tabby still enjoyed the way the sky looked. how sometimes it could be so calm and blue or how if you woke up early enough you could catch the sun turning it a beautiful, crisp orange. then at night, well at least back in the country side of tennessee - the night time would be a gorgeous black with hundreds of little white dots lighting it up.

tabby remembered staring at the moon with her mother countless times, the female telling her bedtime stories with a young tabitha on her lap. she'd give anything to have those days back. "i wasn't thinking that was the problem.." she sighed. "oh and then there was the incident with justin and theo..a game of footise" her eyes snapped shut as she began to shake her head back and forth, hoping that it would somehow erase the memory. "it was just chaotic and..i don't know" she shrugged with a frown as she tilted her head over to look at him. "then there was me getting sick and hurling my guts out.." there was no way she was forgetting that because it seemed like every calm moment she had, the girl found herself looking for the nearest bathroom. she was suppose to go to the doctor later this week but she had half the mind to back out of it. tabitha and hospitals didn't mix, she spent a lot of her childhood in one because of her mother and she be damned if she had to sit in one to get poked and prodded at. "i think justin is still mad at me and as much as i want to say that i don't care, i do.." she frowned once again. "but you already know that.."

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[STYLE=-webkit-border-radius: 50px;-moz-border-radius: 50px;border-radius: 50px;padding: 10px 5px 10px 90px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/dkcEh.png);-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #9f9f9f; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #9f9f9f; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #9f9f9f;width: 400px;text-align: justify; height: 330px; overflow: auto; font-family: times new roman; font-size:12]In Malo's humble opinion, Tabitha's recent life events were absolutely hysterical. Malo didn't exactly see it as a misfortune; her brother would have to forgive her, especially when she threw up afterward, and the whole footsie ordeal was so out of the ordinary that Malo could barely control himself. Even if the scene seemed serious, he had to hold back laughter. "I know it sounds awful, but it's kind of funny... when you really think about it." How was it not hilarious? Tabitha's love interest and bodyguard had accidentally played footsie -- barefooted, for that matter -- in Justin Morning's home. If he knew anything about the publicist's reputation, he was ruthless and terrifying. Malo was only welcome in the home, he deduced, because he obviously wasn't fucking Justin's little sister. Otherwise, Malo would have been kicked out in an earlier time of his life. His childhood friend sat and gushed about her problems to him, bringing him back to their younger days. Back in Nashville, the two had attended a prestigious dancing program in order to improve their rhythmic skills. Since that time, he considered Tabitha one of his dearest friends, if not the dearest. Even with their fights and arguments, he felt as if they would never truly grow apart. Especially in this industry, knowing a friend that wouldn't leave after the first fight was a treasure. Malo, as an actor and a model, had encountered enough flighty, dishonest human beings to understand that Tabitha, with all of her quirks, was obviously real. She didn't hide who she was, instead accepting her temperament and misfortunes. Even if she fell into a rut at times, Malo saw her weaknesses as strengths in an artificial industry. He liked her; at one point, he had liked her as more than a friend. Tides had changed, though, and the two were adjusting accordingly. "I don't know if he's still mad at you," Malo pondered. His often shallow mind prevented him from being a good liar, so his advice was straightforward. "He probably just wants to kick Teddy's ass," he shrugged. He was stating the obvious; it was a typical Malo move. "Do you even know why you threw up yet?" His face became serious for a moment. He wasn't looking much into the matter; it seemed like females had a tendency to feel nauseous. It was hard for Malo to get that way, and he had learned as a young boy to get over sicknesses fairly quickly. His father was the type to send his happy ass to school under all conditions. Of course, the would have paid off had Malo gone to high school, but those days had been filled with arts instead of core academics. Now that he was grown, he could see the intellectual gap between him and his sister. More importantly, he found himself estranged at times from even his closest friends. Tabitha and Malo were just two young people who had too much going on in their lives. That was truer for Tabitha; she was undoubtedly one of the busiest young Hollywood actresses of the times. She was constantly filming and dealing with tabloid drama. He had no idea how she handled it or how she stayed same. Lissa was a relatively simple person. Her newest development was some waitress boy named Hayden. Otherwise, the drama between Malo and his girlfriend had been replaced with Tabitha's. They were usually on her side, though Tabitha did blow up at the couple when they got on her case. Malo was just worried and trying to keep her on a better track. He was avoiding alcohol and wanted her to do the same for the sake of her own health. He was worried. A good friend was supposed to protect others.[/style]

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tabby cut her eyes at her best friend, her frown showing that she didn't find it as amusing as he did. it was definitely not funny because it involved her, if it had been anyone else then yes, she'd laugh at their misfortune. "i know it sounds awful, but i want to punch you in the groin right now" she mocked with a tight smile. tabitha was of course joking but you really couldn't put it past her, it wouldn't be the first time she laid her hands on the opposite sex. she punched brad in the face one time and it felt amazing. "no..no it's not. you should've seen the look he gave him, i swear i thought the skin was gonna melt off his face." she said as she crossed her arms over her chest. she did not find it funny at all, at least that's what she kept telling herself. the girl bit down on her bottom lip to keep from smiling or even laughing, nothing in her personal life at the moment was suppose to be funny. malo was probably the only male around her age that justin actually trusted. he didn't have to worry about mal trying to get into her pants or carry her around like some trophy wife.

she trusted malo with everything she had because he had been one of the few friends who actually stuck around when he life turned to shit. she remembered from when she was younger, after she had her dad had gotten into a heated argument about his drinking - she had ran all the way from her house to his to stay safe. the fights between her and her dad never turned into anything physical, it was more so him yelling and parading around with a liqour bottle in his hand and her there trying to reason with him. though of course that night she had ran to malo's safe haven because her dad actually through a bottle in her direction, whether or not he was trying to hit her, it was unclear. that was something she was going to keep from justin for as long as she lived, the less people who knew about that scenario, the better. "of course you don't know..i don't even know. i'm avoiding him at the moment.." she admitted with a shake of her head.

he probably just wants to kick teddy's ass," tabby exhaled rather loudly as she shot him a look. "really? huh, i never considered that.." it seemed that justin wanted to kick the ass of every male that entered her life. everyone treated guilty until they proved otherwise and nine times out of ten they never did. well, expect hunter and adam but those two were different stories for a different time. "no i don't, i'm suppose to find out later this week but..i might can the whole doctor visit." she shrugged. malo knew her relationship with hospitals - they didn't mix well at all. it was filled with sickness and death in her mind, no good could ever come from a place that smelled that bad. her own mother had to perish in a place like that for the girl to get the message and believe me, she got it. "i think i just ate too much and with everything that was happening..my body freaked." it was the only conclusion that she could come up with that made a little sense.

though it didn't explain why she threw up since then but she was going to keep that little comment to herself. no sense in worrying malo over something that she concluded as a simple bug. she brought her legs up and sat indian style, her arms uncrossing and laying on top of them with her fingers drumming against them in a rhythm. "as my dad always use to say, it ain't nothing that alcohol can't fix.." she grinned before dropping her eyes towards the ground beneath them. alcohol had always been her go to therapist when she was in need of dealing with her emotions. she knew that malo had given it up for lissa's sake and she had nothing but respect for him doing that. tabby however, couldn't seem to put the bottle down for anyone. rehab had only worked for her for so long before her inner demons came out and took over once again.

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[STYLE=-webkit-border-radius: 50px;-moz-border-radius: 50px;border-radius: 50px;padding: 10px 5px 10px 90px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/dkcEh.png);-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #9f9f9f; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #9f9f9f; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #9f9f9f;width: 400px;text-align: justify; height: 330px; overflow: auto; font-family: times new roman; font-size:12]Malo stopped laughing for a moment when she threatened to sock him in the nuts. The idea caused some sort of pain in his groin without the physical contact. "Oh, please don't," he begged, covering his nasty parts for a moment before bursting into laughter once again. Even he could see the laughter in her eyes. She had to admit that her life was too interesting to take every part seriously. Yes, she had been born from tragedy, but she couldn't allow that to take over even the good parts of her life. As unfortunate as Teddy's first meeting with Justin had been, Malo could only imagine it getting better. What could really be said otherwise? As Tabitha continued her description of Justin's anger, Malo continued to laugh. "I wish you would have filmed it. My goodness," he chuckled. "Angry Justin probably becomes hilarious at some point... But I bet you were about ready to pee yourself!" He could only imagine the tension at the dinner table and Rudy's destructive behavior. His laughter only seemed to make the situation worse, like some horror movie. Malo could easily remember the summer he spent at Nashville. He had stayed with some relatives in the area right by the dance camp where he and Tabitha had met. Against his better judgment, he had remained her friend past all of the obstacles, even when taking care of her seemed impossible. There were numerous events the two never spoke of; Tabitha's abusive father was the one who caused every one of those events. Malo would never forget and, for that reason, he knew more about her than almost anyone did. He had time under his belt. "Why avoid it? It'll happen anyway," Malo winked. He was only teasing her cowardice. He wouldn't be heading into the storm either. She had some time to live with an unpolluted life. To him, it seemed reasonable to stay away from it momentarily, at least until she could process all that had occurred the night of Teddy's mistake. Malo rolled his eyes at Tabitha when she committed the act in his direction. "No need to be sarcastic, Tabs," he replied with an unaffected grin. It seemed like most of the answers he had in his head were undoubtedly easy to find to others. Malo was aware of his own intellectual shortcomings, but he tried to remain unscathed by the glaring mistake of not getting a proper education. It had done him well, at least now that he was a pretty well-established influence in the acting industry, yet parts of him wished he could be a college graduate. He was left, however, with an education in the arts and very general knowledge. Like other men, though, he found himself lacking common sense and felt okay with the idea of that. He wasn't necessarily expected to have a great deal of logic when it came down to communication with females. He was sweet and knew how to get girls to like him, but he knew that he said a lot of words that simply weren't appropriate. He did that with Tabitha on a nearly daily basis. Malo shook his head when she said she would can the doctor's visit. He knew how she felt about medical buildings of every kind, but he was legitimately concerned about her health. "I'll go if you need support, but you do need to go no matter what. I'm sincerely worried about you, Tabs," he told her with a meek smile. It was fading with the thought that something terrifying was happening to the girl. It was a good thing cancer wasn't contagious or Malo would be suspicious of Adam's influence in her life. It seemed like nothing was adding up, however, and he was reeling to find an answer. "You pregnant?" he joked, raising an eyebrow and poking her belly before cracking up. What a ludicrous thought. Malo looked up at the sky as she continued to talk about what was wrong with her. "Alcochol is nice, but it isn't the thing you neded fot fix your problems. In fact, it might make things worse for Justin." Malo also turned to alcohol to wind down and relax, but he certainly understood that it had its downsides. He hated nothing more than hangovers. He knew that Tabitha was an unpredictable drunk. While some were temperamental while others were depressive, Tabitha was a wild card; when she had a drink, he could only guess what was to occur. It seemed like rehab had done very little to change the whole fact of the ordeal, which disappointed Malo.[/style]

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