I don't remember very much of the night I disappeared, but I do remember being more intoxicated than I'd ever been in my life. Alcohol had become my best friend. It was the easiest way to deal with the angst I felt about everything. I'd broken the lock to my mom's 'not to secret' stash of bottles in the kitchen cupboard, and downed almost an entire bottle of vodka. I hated the stuff so much, but I was willing to plug my nose and deal with it to hide away from the thoughts in my head. I loved being drunk. I loved how it made me feel... nothing at all. I was light, and lost in the nothingness it brought onto me. By the time I'd gotten nearly to the bottom of he glass in my hands, I had somehow stumbled my way to The Dot. Incase you haven't heard of it, it's our towns local hang out. Whenever you wanted to find someone without really looking, chances are they were there. I tripped on my own feet as I made my way up the steps and pushed the door open. I saw my friends, Bianca and Owen, sitting at a table against the furthest wall. Ignoring the warmth that was fighting in my throat, I knocked my way over to them, tipping tables and causing things on them to fall to the floor.

"Sup guys?" I slurred the words as I slammed into the booth beside Bianca. She sneered her usual annoyed look at me and I ignored it as I looked across the table at Owen.

"Not much dude," he began, probably picking up that I wasn't the least bit sober, "Just studying for the biology test tomorrow."

"Pfft, studying. Who in the world needs that?" I laughed, completely beyond myself.

"Uhm, I do considering I don't want to get kicked off the football team. You should be studying too, I doubt Coach is going to let you slide if you fail."

"Fuck it." I said, with a smile on my face that showed how little I cared at that moment. I looked at Bianca with my eyebrow raised, "I've got a few more bottles at home if you wanna come indulge in them with me."

"Are you sure you didn't drink them all already?" She said with a look of disgust as she fanned my breath from her face, "And no, if I get anything lower than a D this semester my Ma will kill me, or send me to boarding school. I couldn't handle that."

I rolled my eyes, "You guys are no fucking fun. Seriously, I need to get better friends."

"Oh you mean like that little Christian girl you're so in love with?" Owen teased, "Pretty sure she wouldn't drink with you either my friend. She's probably at home right now praying."

I glared fiercely at the both of them as they laughed. I wanted so badly to punch him, and I wasn't sure what kept me from it.

"Shut your mouth Owen," I snapped, "Before I shut it for you."

"Relax dude, I'm just fuckin' with you," he paused, "She's not praying. But I can guarantee you she's still calling out the Lords name with her little Goth boyfriend... OH GOD! OH GOD... YES! HARDER!"

I didn't have time to even register their laughs because at that moment I lunged across the table, knocking everything from it as my fist met Owen's face.

"Dude, what the fuck!" He yelled out as he wiped his newly bleeding lip, "I was only joking for fucks sake!"

I probably would have continued to go after him if Bianca wasn't holding him back. Everyone else in the small cafe had stopped what they were doing to look at us. I hadn't realized until I stopped and looked around that Eli was actually sitting in the room with us. He was looking over at the scene I'd just cause with an arrogant look on his face. Like he was better than me. Like I was just proving to him that he was better for Clare than I was. Anger raged inside me as I pulled my body out of Bianca's hold and watched as the scrawny pale boy grabbed the coffee he'd bought, and then let out the door. I somehow moved my body from the booth where I sat, and ignored the stares I was getting from the people around me and the cursing coming from Owen's mouth, as I made my way out the door behind him. I wasn't even aware how I was moving at this point, because my legs felt like silly putty. I was sure I was stumbling even more profoundly now, and I looked down the sidewalk at the dark figure ahead.

"Hey Goldsworthy!" I called out, almost unintelligible through my drunken slur. He stopped though, and I knew he'd realized by my voice who was calling for him.

"K.C." he spoke as he turned around, "Just leave. Go home before you embarrass yourself anymore."

"They only one going to get embarrassed tonight is you."

"Really, what are you going to do? Post pictures of me in my underwear on the internet?"

"I'm going to break your damn face, that's what."

"Right, if you can walk in a straight line long enough to make it to me." he laughed.

I stumbled forward a bit, putting my arms out to try and catch my balance on something that wasn't even there. I glared at him, enraged by his sarcasm.

"You think you're so smart don't you?"

"Well I'm not the dumbest person in this town, but of course you already know that. Probably have a certificate for it don't you?"

I balled my fists tightly as the anger coursed through my veins, "You're gonna get yourself killed one of these days. Didn't Vegas night teach you anything?"

He glared back, snarling the corner of his lip in an angry frown.

"You're a smartass guy, with no problems in the world and yet you act like you've got nothing. Well I know what its like to have nothing. I have nothing." I was slurring so bad now I wasn't sure if he could make out my words or if they were intelligible at all.

"Well, I know I have something... I've got Clare don't I?" If it hadn't been the comment that had got to me, it would have been the smirk on his face. My entire body fumed with anger and every muscle ached to just kick his ass right there. I clenched my teeth as I took a step forward, and as I went to charge at him, everything went black.

And that's all I remember of that night.

The next morning I woke up in an alley beside The Dot. I thought maybe I'd blacked out and just fell asleep drunkenly there in the disgusting garbage filled area. But when I went inside, no one even acknowledged my presence. Even when I spoke directly to someone, they didn't even hear me. Was it ignore K.C. day? I knew that the previous night I had to have been an idiot, but I didn't think it was enough to make everyone act like I didn't exist. I was starting to get pissed off, that is until I was standing by the counter and I saw Eli walk in. Every neuron in my body tingled with madness as I watched him approach the spot where I stood.

"Get out of my way," he just sighed annoyingly as he stopped in front of me.

"Really, everyone else ignores me and yet you're still talking to me?" I asked in actual shook his head.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, just move."

He went to push himself past me, but when his shoulder should have banged against my arm, it went straight through me instead.I opened my eyes in shock and touched my arm.

"What the...?" He asked as he turned back to me and grabbed his arm as stood there looking at each other in disbelief for a few moments, both of us completely awestruck before someone broke the silence.

"Who are you talking to you freak?"I looked up almost exactly as Eli did to see Bianca standing beside him.

"…K.C…." he said hesitantly.

"Where...?" she looked around, "I haven't seen him all morning. But if you do, tell him Owen's looking for him and he's not too happy."

Eli looked over at me confused and my heart shook with fear. What was she talking about? I was standing right there.

"Uhh, Bianca. I'm right here..." I said annoyed but she didn't seem to see me.I took a step forward and shook my hand in front of her face, "Dude. I'm standing right here!"

I raised my voice for dramatic affect, but she didn't even flinch. My heart felt like it was caving in but I took a deep breath and reach my hand out to touch her like Eli's shoulder had gone straight through me, my hand went straight through her, causing her to flinch.

"What the hell was that?" She jumped slightly, looking down at her arm. But no one was near her and she seemed to shrug it heart felt like it should have been pounding a million miles an hour, but instead it stayed at a slow steady drumming.

I was so freaked out that I bolted right out of the Dot and continued to run as fast as I could with no ending.

None saw me that day, and no one had seen me since then… other than Eli Goldsworthy.

Sorry this took so long, I've had the worst writers block lately :/ This is sorta just a filler chapter, but pretty neccesary haha.
Enjoy and review please! (: