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but I'll attempt to have it done by the end of the week. I'll call my father when you leave."
                  "I'd love to leave my number with you." She grabs a paper and pen, scribbling down her name and number on it. "Until I see you again." She turns on her heels and leaves the room.
                  I call my father immediately after and talk to him about. He then adds Evan into the conversation, and three of us talk about wanting to make it happen. It happens a lot faster than I expected it to. My dad didn't even care about seeing the numbers, he just went by what I told him and asked me to set up a meeting.
                  For some odd reason I get a nervous feeling about calling Miah, but I do and we get everything set up. Now I just need to go tell Cassie that I'm going to have to leave for a few days for Seattle. I hope she doesn't get too upset with me.

                  "Get me another drink," I tell the bartender, waving a fifty at him.
                  He slides me a whiskey on the rocks the same time he pulls the bill out of my hand. I slush the amber liquid around for a moment, reminding myself of my father. His choice liquor, especially when he is feeling like shit. Well, we're two fucking peas in a pod.
                  I mumble out a cheers before throwing the burning hot liquid down my throat. I suck in a breath through my teeth as I slam the almost empty glass down onto the bar top. The chair next to me slides out and I turn to face Katie. I want to rip her throat out but I stop myself.
                  "Hey tiger," she says, while running her claws down my arm. I clench my teeth together while gripping a little harder onto my tumbler. This bitch has no idea how bad I want to knock her fucking teeth down her throat.
                  "Let’s get straight to the damn point. How much is it going to cost to get the damn video off the internet?"
                  "Well, what’s the point?" She shrugs her purse off her shoulder and puts her fingers up to call the bartender back over. She gets all cozied up next to me and it pisses me off even more. Well, what’s the point? Fuck off!
                  "The point is I didn't exactly want my cock and balls on the fucking internet, especially in association with you."
                  The bartender chokes on nothing when he pauses in front of us, hearing my words. I ignore that fact while I burn my eyes into Katie. She orders some prissy fruity drink before twisting to face me again, her lips smirking in a vicious way. "It's been uploaded on a lot of sites, Avery, and not just by me. It spread like wildfire. Everyone has already seen it. Its nothing now, no one cares. Plus, one day you'll be famous, and I'll be known."
                  "As a dirty whore."
                  "Your point?" She takes a sip of the drink placed in front of her and she points at me with a wink to the bartender, indicating that I'm paying for it.
                  "Fuck no, I ain't paying for that shit."
                  She rolls her eyes while digging into her purse, then she slides a ten to the guy who doesn't seem too impressed by Katie. I don't blame him. Fucking money hungry mooch.
                  "Like I was saying," she continues, "your point? I don't care what people think of me, the fact of the matter is, they'll be thinking of me. I'll be remembered. I'll be talked about. And with a future career as a model and hopefully actress, I need that kind of publicity. You'll be famous, so it'll make everything better. Therefore, nothing you pay me will make a difference, I'm not taking shit down."
                  Just as she is taking the final sips of her drink through the straw, I pour the rest of my whiskey into her cup and I storm off. I hear her mutter a few curse words under her breath and