"I'm ninety-nine percent sure nobody cares about this shit anymore," she shrugged. "But, I guess, if you insist."
"I kissed Luca. It was nice, but it was bittersweet. I know he still loves Jasey and he always will and I get it. Not like I expected anything to happen between us, I don't know. I don't know how I feel about him. He's so smart and wise and he's been through the same stuff I'm going through. He most likely sees me as a little sister or a good friend, if anything. Nothing more than that.
"I can feel myself getting bad again, but I don't know how to stop. I thought I'd be ok going on this trip and being around tons of people drinking and doing drugs, but I'm just not ready yet. It's too tempting and I don't know how long I can keep resisting. I don't know if I want to keep resisting. I'd love to just give up and go back to being the old me that everyone loved." With a shake of her head and a sad laugh, Stevie took the mic pack off and handed it to the cameraman. "I'm sorry, I can't. I'm done," she sighed and exited the confessional booth, her head pounding and her heart beating rapidly.













