Sorry its been so long since I last updated, I sort of forgot about this story.


Lucas's POV

"Lucas, get down here!" I male voice roared up the stairs and I groaned, burying my head further under my pillow. My head pounded and my room spelled like throw-up, which didn't help the churning of my stomach. "Lucas, I'm only going to call you once more! Do not make me come up there!" My usual calm-cool step dad yelled, losing his patience with me. I let out a loud sigh and threw the pillow across the room before sitting up. My head spun and I ran for the bathroom. Since I was pretty sure I had thrown up everything the night before, all I did was dry heave for a couple minutes.

"I'll be down in a minute!" I yelled, hearing my mother start to bitch at my step dad. I turned on the shower and stripped down, I had slept in my clothes which now smelt like beer and puke. I scrubbed my whole body and even used that nasty fruity stuff my sister-in-law uses to cover up the smell.

I jumped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist before going to my 'secrete spot' where I hid my 'hang-over kit' just incase I couldn't make it downstairs. I swallowed some pills and walked out of the bathroom and into my room, pulling on a pair of plaid pajama pants, not even bothering with a shirt.

I walked downstairs and into the kitchen, where I knew everyone was. My sister-in-law, Jane, stood sipping on coffee. Jane was beautiful, in a nerdy sort of way and it was easy to tell why my brother fell in love with her. She was calm, down-to-earth and always stuck up for me. Jane gave me a tired smile over her coffee cup which I returned, like me Jane didn't think it was logical to wake up before noon on a weekend.

"Make some for me?" I asked, walking over to her. Jane looked up at me from her 5'2 height and narrowed her eyes.

"You're too young to be drinking coffee and I thought you hated the stuff." Jane said, followed by a loud yawn and her cracking her neck. I grabbed her cup and took a huge gulp of it, letting the hot, disgusting liquid run down my throat and awaken me a bit more. "You're in big trouble." Jane said quietly, only so we could hear it and I nodded, already knowing that. I gave her back her coffee and turned to the kitchen table, where my mother and step dad sat. Now I'm not saying my step dads a saint, though he was usually very calm he was quick to anger especially when it came to my mom, who he thought was an angel. Ha, just once I'd like anyone by me to see how she really is.

"Grounded, for the next week." My mom let out a sob and he quickly glanced at her before giving me a hard look. "Two weeks." I nodded and grabbed the Lucky Charms that were behind Jane and pouring myself a bowl. I heard my mom whisper something to him and knew I wasn't going to get off that easy. "Are you hung over?" I turned around.

"Do I look hung over?" I asked, hoping that if there was a God out there he'd take pity on me and not make me look as shitty as I felt. My step dad gave me a hard look before shaking his head. I nodded and went to the refrigerator to grab some milk. I looked out the window above the sink, next to the refrigerator and watched Willow sit like a stone on the swing. I knew she would be mad at me for ditching her like that but I really cant remember anything from the party, everything was just one big blur. My cheek did sting though, so someone must have punched or slapped me. That or I ran into something, which I'm sure I'll hear about when school rolls around.

"He's not grounded from helping me pick out furniture for the new house, is he?" Jane asked sweetly and I turned around, bowl of Lucky Charms in hand as my step dad grinned and shook his head. Great, a whole day hung over shopping for furniture for an imaginary house.

5 Hours Later

I crashed on my bed and coughed at the disgusting smell. I sighed and sat up, looking around for the cause of the smell and found it waiting in the corner, by my TV. I stood up and set off to clean my room.

"Hey." I didn't look at the stairs to know that Harper and Holli where standing there. I covered my mouth and started to spray dis-infective everywhere. I tossed the empty can into the garage and turned to Harper and Holli, noticing that they were still standing awkwardly at the top of the stairs.

"What's wrong with you two?" I asked, while tying up the garbage and throwing it near the stairs, reminding myself to take it out later. They looked at each other then at me and I knew I had done something stupid, for about the millionth time. "Let me guess, I did something extremely dumb and that's why my cheek stings?" I asked, glancing around my room to make sure I had gotten everything.

"You mean, you don't remember?" Holli asked, sounding a bit pissed. I wouldn't doubt that Holli had slapped me if I had tried to hit on her, though I usually didn't, there had been a few cases where I had and have woken up with some form of bruise on my body.

"Do I usually?" I asked, cracking my neck then plopping down on the old couch and spreading out.

"Lucas, it has to do with Willow." I sat up and cocked an eye brow at Harper and Holli. Whatever they say, please don't let it be I tried to make a move on her. Please, please, please let it be anything beside that. "You forced yourself on her." Holli said, with slight disgust in her voice. I groaned and laid down, rubbing my temples.

"Next thing you'll be saying is I made out with some gross whore like Honey." Silence followed and groaned once again. Okay, so I was stupid when I got drunk but usually I wasn't this stupid!

"Lucas, I think you need to go explain and apologize to her." Holli said.

"No way, Luc you need to give her some space." Harper countered.

"That's so typical of a guy, just give them space and they'll get over it!" I could almost hear the roll of Holli's eyes.

"Well they should! Girls are so… so… sensitive!" Harper said and I shook my head, knowing Harper shouldn't have said that. I stood up and grabbed a shirt off the ground, pulling it to my face and smelling it. I pulled it over my head and turned around.

"That was so disgusting, that shirt is dirty." Holli said, shaking her head and ignore Harper. "We'll be waiting here and don't be disturbed by the large amount of food and extremely girly music." Holli said with a small smile.

"How do you know that?" Harper asked the question I was thinking.

"I am a girl and we were best friends a while back." Holli answered.

I took a deep breath and walked up the stairs, grabbing the garbage on my way. I passed my step dad, Jane and my mom on the couch and pulled up the garbage bag to show what I was doing. I walked outside, barefoot, and threw the trash near the cans and walked next door. I knocked on the door and Leon answered, looking like he had been up for a couple hours.

"Hey kid, your sister home?" I asked. Leon nodded and pointed upstairs before walking back to the living room to watch brain rotting cartoons. I heard the loud girly music and walked slowly upstairs.

I noticed her door was slightly open so I peered inside, only to see her singing into a spoon with bags of chips, pop and cartons of ice cream around her. I opened the door wider and leaned against the door frame, smiling as I watched her singing in the spoon and hoping around.

"I don't want to dissect everything today.

I don't mean to pick you apart you see,

But I cant help it.

There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off.

Slap me with a splintered ruler.

And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already.

If only I could hunt the hunter.

And all I really want, is some patience.

A way to calm the angry voice.

And all I really-" She spun around and her eyes went wide as she spotted me. I chuckled and shook my head as she rushed to the stereo and turned it off.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" Willow asked, her voice cracking. I stood up and remembered why I had come here in the first place.

Willow's POV

I degraded myself for letting him catch me like that and than letting my voice crack. Doesn't he ever knock anyways? Ugh, he shouldn't even be here!

"Will,-"

"Its Willow, is that so hard to say?" I said, easily slipping into the meaner side of me. Roy looked surprised but nodded.

"Willow, I'm sorry I don't really remember anything-" My anger flared as he said this and I lifted up my short sleeves to reveal the bruises he had left there.

"Maybe these will jog your memory. Or maybe my split lip will do the trick. I was so stupid to think you could change or you could think of any girl as anything more then just a means to get out your sexual frustrations!" I yelled, feeling myself get angrier by the second and also the small part of me that was brought out when Roy had tried to befriend me was breaking.

"People make mistakes, why cant you just get off your high horse and pull that stick out of your ass?!" He yelled, clenching his hands into fists.

"And why don't you learn to take some responsibility once and a while?! Your actions have consequences and I'm sick and tired of trying to pretend like I don't care that you hurt me!" I yelled back. "Just get out. Get out!" I screamed, pointing to the door. Lucas opened his mouth but closed it and walked out. I slammed the door and turned on the radio. I laid in bed and put the pillow over my head and willed myself not to cry.

Lucas's POV

I leaned against the door and listened to her sobbing. I slid down the door and put my head in my hands wonder what the hell I was suppose to do know.