16 and Missing Page #3

I'm just trying to be a good friend.

You know, I'm not looking for someone

to play devil's advocate, okay?

Friends do not do that.

You're wrong.

That's what friends are supposed to do.

Not the friends I want in my life.

Fine. I'm out of here.

- Don't you dare tell your mother.

- Really?

That's how you talk to your best friend?

Real cool, Abbey.

I don't know what's gotten into you

but I don't like it.

Whatever.

Hey.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Come on, honey.

She's 16.

She's just going through a phase.

No, she's not just 16.

She's been traumatized.

Well, I know.

But she still has to be respectful

to you, me and the kids.

I know.

I just want you to truly understand,

you know,

what it was that she went through.

I get it.

But...

I'm sorry, but from what

you've told me about Lucas,

I think he would want

you both to move on.

It's been 10 years.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

I just feel like such a bad mom,

you know?

She's so angry and she's hurting and

I just feel like this is all my fault.

Well, I'm sure smarter people

than I am have told you

it's not your fault, honey.

But by the same token,

we can't be tormented by this

every time there's an issue,

and I'm sorry if "torment"

is too strong a word...

Well, that's debatable.

Well, yeah, yeah, because, you know,

she rules this house.

She does whatever she wants to do

and all I'm saying about that

is that maybe it's time to exact

a little more control over her

before things

get completely out of hand.

Now, you've just given her

some serious autonomy

so maybe along with that,

some new rules and boundaries, yeah?

Mind, she's a teenager.

You remember what that feels like?

Yeah, I mean, her hormones are raging,

her emotions are scattered,

and now she's got this whole new sense

of independence. It's a lot.

You're right.

I'm gonna let her cool off tonight

and I'll talk to her in the morning.

Good idea.

I tell you what,

why don't we get a good night's sleep

because I'm sure

everything's gonna look a lot better

- in the morning.

- Hope so.

Listen, please.

Don't ever let me hear you say

you're a bad mother again,

because that's not true.

Come on.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

I miss you.

Abbey.

Abbey.

Abbey.

Abbey, this isn't funny.

She left last night.

She... she's gone.

She's gone. Mom!

She's gone.

- Who's gone?

- Abbey.

She's not here and her car's gone.

- Did you see when she left?

- No.

Did you see when she left?

When?

Last night.

- So why didn't you say anything?

- Brandon?

Because I wanted her gone.

All she ever does is cause trouble.

Oh, she probably just went

to Janelle's house.

I hope so.

All right.

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