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Abs: After I finished recording I headed home. I was glad to be out of there. Scott and I were still a bit shaky. I felt bad, I mean Scott was one of my best mates. I could tell that he was really torn up inside, and all the ballads we were recording didn't help. The tension today was unbelievable. To top it all off, I couldn't stop thinking of Whitney. Even after what I went through when Scott found out and the guilt that haunted me, I still couldn't get Whitney out of my head. I wanted to call her, to talk to her, just to see her...but I couldn't. What kind of friend to Scott was I? I sighed and sunk into my bed, and despite my argueing conscience my last thought was of Whitney and that afternoon she came to me crying.

Scott: I threw my keys onto the table and went into the only bedroom. I stopped dead in my tracks as I noticed the immense difference there was to the room. "Oh my God..." I whispered. The closet was half emtpy, some noticeable items were missing too. I knew I hadn't been robbed, it was just...Whitney was gone. I searched the room for any sign of a note, then tore apart the flat to see if I had over-looked it. I found nothing. Whitney was gone, with no explanation, and nothing that showed whether or not she'd be back.

Teresa: Exhausted, as I'm sure all the lads any anyone at the recording studio was I was happy to just lay down to sleep. I hadn't even done much at the studio, but I was beat. I felt my eyes droop...time for relaxtion...sleep...RIIIINNGGG 'Shit!" I yelled as I shot up out of bed. The cordless was on my pillow, and had rung VERY loudly into my ear. The ringing devil kept screaming so I picked it up and clicked it on "Hello?" I grunted. "Gone. She just left there's no note I don't know what to do Rease what am I gonna do?!?" The voice that I immediatly recognized as Scott's was speaking very quickly. "What? Scott, breathe." "I can't! I come home and she's gone all her things too and no note!" He was still speaking rapidly but I managed to work it out, "Wait, are you saying Whitney left?"
    "That's what I've been trying to say! Pay attention!" Scott was sounding a bit frantic. I was trying to think. "So all ehr stuff is gone?"
   "yes"
   "No note?"
   "No"
   I bit my lip. Whitney had taken off runnning. I knew it, and I think Scott did too. "Scott..I...I don't know what to say."
    "Do you think she'll come back?"
    "I don't Scott. I just don't know.."
    Scott fell silent and so did I. Remembering how I had ratted out my best friend, all I could think was It's all MY fault.

Chapter Three...