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Jamie sits up with her phone in her hand, "Miguel's coming back today."

"Really?" Sienna asks as she throws a shirt on her bed, "That means his mom is okay then."

"More than likely." Jamie says, "Thank God."

Sienna takes in Jamie's worried expression as she takes a seat across from her, "Do you not wanna see him?"

Jamie sighs as she sets her phone down, "It's not that. I just know that we're gonna have to talk about our argument."

"Your explosion."

"Yeah." Jamie says as she rubs her hands down her thighs, "That."

"Why are you nervous?"

"Because I blew up on him." Jamie says, "And he's under the pressure of the tournament. What if he breaks up with me or something?"

"Okay, first of all, he's not breaking up with you, okay? He's in love with you." Sienna says, "And you're also under the pressure of the tournament along with the shit with your parents. Just explain it to him. He's gonna understand, Jamie."

"What if he doesn't?"

"He will." Sienna interjects, "It's Miguel."

Jamie nods her head lightly as she looks down at her legs. Sienna stands up again, "It's gonna be fine."

Jamie looks over as her phone chimes. She picks it up reading the text she got from Daniel. She groans, "Damn it."

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The teens were all gathered in Daniel's room. Learning that Silver was back was not something Jamie had expected. To be honest, it made her more nervous which she didn't think was possible. Especially knowing the lengths the man was willing to go to be on top.

A tense silence had settled over the room as the teens each took the information in. They all look over as the door bursts open, "We're back, bitches, eager to kick ass. Who's ready to win this thing?"

As Johnny, Miguel, and Kenny look around they are confused by the silence. Johnny looks toward Daniel, "What crawled up everyone's butts?"

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After the teens were able to leave, Jamie asked Miguel if they could talk. She knew Sienna was right. Even if she didn't want to have the conversation, she had to at least explain to him why she blew up. While she knew her parents would still be in the back of her mind, she had to at least gain control of the one thing that mattered the most to her.

The two sat in Jamie's hotel room. It had been silent since they first got in there and Jamie didn't know how much longer she could stand the awkward silence. Miguel rubs his hands on his pants, "I'm sorry I barely texted you. I was so caught up in getting back here, that it slipped my mind."

"No, it's okay." Jamie says, "She's okay though, right?"

"Yeah. They're both fine." Miguel smiles, "She's the one that told us to get back here."

Jamie smiles as she nods, "That's good. Great."

Miguel nods as she looks down. His smile falls, "Jamie, I'm sorry for what I said." Jamie looks over to him and he adjusts his body to face her, "I was so pissed with Robby and even though you were trying to talk some sense in to me, I saw it as you picking sides. Which I understand you weren't doing, but that's why I was so upset. I don't know why I even said that to you. It was stupid and I'm so sorry."

Jamie shakes her head, "It's okay. I'm really sorry too. I've been so on edge and had just gotten into an argument with Sienna. It wasn't either of your guys' fault. I was just angry and being stupid. Neither of you deserved it."

"Why have you been so on edge?" Miguel asks cautiously, "Is it because your dad's here?"

"Yes and no, it's not the only reason." She says looking down. Miguel reaches over and places his hand on her thigh. His thumb rubbing the spot softly as she sighs, "I caught my dad cheating with my mom."

Miguel frowns, "What?"

"Yeah and last night he asked me to keep it a secret."

Miguel's face falls, "Jamie."

"Yeah." She scoffs sadly as she looks up. She sniffles as she wipes her cheek, "I just- I feel like I'm under so much pressure and majority of it isn't even from the tournament anymore. I don't know how I'm supposed to do anything at all with this on my mind. And as much as I love them, I can't keep something like that a secret. Not when it's gonna hurt somebody. It's like they somehow make it their mission to make my life hard."

Miguel reaches up and wipes the tear that fell down her cheek. His hand cupping her jaw as his thumb rubs her cheekbone, "I'm so sorry, Jamie."

"It's not your fault." Jamie chuckles

"I know." He smiles, "But I couldn't imagine carrying something like that. You have a lot on your plate. Now I feel stupid for complaining about the tournament to you."

"No, please don't." She says quickly, "That's not what I want. I want you to come to me for things like that. The tournament is a huge deal and an amazing opportunity. I didn't mean to belittle your feelings."

"I guess we both messed up pretty bad, huh?" Miguel smiles

"Yeah." Jamie giggles

"I think we can put this behind us and focus on doing what we do best. What do you think?"

"I think these past few days of not talking to you have been the worst ever and I never wanna do it again."

Miguel chuckles as Jamie's smile widens. He nods, "I hate it too. It's behind us now."

Jamie nods as she sniffles lightly. She looks up to Miguel and immediately crawls over to wrap her arms around his neck. Miguel adjusts her to lay her legs across his and to place her in his lap before wrapping his arms around her.

"It's all apart of growing and changing on our own and together. Just like we said we would." He mutters, "Right?"

"Mhm." She hums, "I love you."

"I love you, too." He says before kissing her jaw and burying his face in her neck, "So much."

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