Author's Note: I'm getting a little dissapointed with you all! No one is reviewing! If you don't like it tell me! I need critiques to make it better! Tell me what you do like, tell me what you don't like! I don't care!
This chapter is mostly about how Casilyn feels at the moment. It's been a month since she has been in college and she is starting to feel how life is changing at the moment. I know she probably sounds whiny but to her this is the end of the world at the moment haha. Alec is also showing he's not such an asshole either. I'm trying to make Casilyn as personable as possible because i know some people have had those feelings before too where they just feel completely alone in the world. Once agian, Alec is based off of Ian Somerhalder looks wise and Damon Salvatore off the Vampire Diaries characteristically. Rhys is based off of someone i know. Let me know what you think and what you would like to happen!

Unbelievable. I'm crying again. This is the second day in a row that I have found myself beyond depressed. I miss my friends…a lot. I miss my family so much more. Back home, I was surrounded by people who loved me and people I could see at every waking moment of the day and now I have no one. I feel like I'm going through the motions of each day and coming home to wallow in my misery. I was driving the other day and didn't even realize I was crying until I got home and looked in the mirror. It's becoming second nature to me and that can't be a good thing. One good thing I can say is that I have seen less of Alec and more of Rhys in the past couple of days. Since Monday, after Alec's afternoon filled with hating on me, I haven't seen him at all. Well…except for when I saw the blonde bimbo and him walking upstairs to his apartment where he decided to do obscene gestures about her to me. That's the last I saw him, thank God. Rhys has been keeping me entertained instead. We have classes together every Monday and Wednesday and he has text or called me every day in between. He makes me feel good about myself and definitely doesn't insult me every chance he gets like Alec.

Gah… everything brings me back to Alec. He is so disgusting and just a pig of a man. The same night he brought the slut up to his room, he made a point of making his headboard hit the wall right above my room. I know he did this on purpose. I also just absolutely adored the shrieking noises she made. I sort of laughed to myself when I heard that because for some reason, I knew Alec probably hated it. Karma's a bitch.

But back to why I am crying. Here I am sitting in my room balling my eyes out…again, because I have no one to really talk to or hang out. Yeah it probably seems stupid and immature, but you have to understand, I haven't been away from my friends for 15 years. We have gone to school together, shared jokes and laughs together for so long and I haven't known a life where I didn't have that. I didn't think it would be this bad but being a transfer Junior is tough. Everyone already is friends with everyone because they were in the dorms their freshman year and here I am, living off campus and I know absolutely no one. It's frustrating and upsetting. I sit up in my bed and look at the wall in front of me. What am I doing here? I get up and look outside. It looks pretty enough. I could go to the campus, sit down somewhere and read.

"Sounds like a good idea to me." I mutter under my breath. Anything is better than being here alone. Jessica went home for the weekend for her brother's birthday and won't be back until Sunday afternoon.

I pile my book and my purse on the table as I brush my teeth and comb out my hair. I finally look at myself in the mirror and groan. I look like shit, naturally, because I have been crying for the past two days. I don't even bother covering it up because no one is going to talk to me anyways, no one ever does. I'm about to grab my things and head out the door when I hear a knock. What now? I look in the peep hole and let out a heavy sigh. I don't even open it when I say, "What the hell do you want?" Knowing he can hear me. I don't hear his reply and look through the peep hole again. I see a Ben & Jerry's symbol and I open the door.

"I saw you coming home today and you looked like you could use some sugar. Food…sugar food I mean." I ignore his pun and grab the ice cream. Since this is a nice gesture I invite him in and he smiles in triumph. I walk over to the kitchen and grab two spoons and make my way over to the couch where he is already sitting.

"Why are you being nice?" I eye him as we dig into the tub of cookies and cream ice cream. "And how did you know I would like cookies and cream?" He laughs lightly as he takes a bite and shrugs. "I don't know… who doesn't like cookies and cream?" I smile at this and continue eating. "The answer to your first question is, because I don't like seeing people cry. It's my one and only weakness." Doubt is seeping through my eyes and he laughs out loud. "I'm serious! I can't stand seeing girls cry, even if it's over something completely stupid, I just feel awful for some reason." I stab my spoon in the ice cream and look up at him. "You probably feel that way because most of the time girls are probably crying because of you!" We laugh and he puts his hands up as if in surrender. "Honestly that's probably true. I'm not even going to deny that accusation." As our laughing subsides I notice that he hasn't even asked me why I was upset and I'm glad he doesn't. He probably figures I'll talk about it if I want to and I'm not ready to just yet, especially with him around.

We demolish the ice cream in twenty minutes, laughing along the way about nothing in particular and I realize that this is the second time I have seen the nice side of Alec. He notices I'm looking at him, actually looking at him and his eye brows furrow in confusion. "Why are you looking at me like that woman?" I ignore him and walk over to the trashcan by the kitchen to throw away the ice cream box and I drop the spoons in the sink as well. By the time I reach the couch again he is still watching me closely awaiting an answer. I heavy sigh and plop down next to him. "I don't know, it's just weird seeing you being so nice. Just the other day you were calling me fat and ugly." He interrupts me by saying, "Well you told me to go catch an STD and you don't see me getting my feelings hurt." I laugh at his boldness of thinking I was crying about him. "Alright, well just so you know, I haven't been crying because of you Alec. I'm sorry but you aren't my every waking thought." He waits for me to explain what really is bothering me and I sigh again, hating the fact that I have to tell him this. "You're probably going to laugh or make fun of me, but I'm just lonely, okay? That's all." He throws an arm around my shoulder and turns his head towards mine. "Well, I can solve that problem for you." He wiggles his eye brows at me and I push his arm off. "Uh, no…let's not and definitely say we didn't. I don't mean lonely sexually Alec, I mean lonely as in, no one to talk to, no one to hang out with, no one to tell my feelings to. I basically miss my family and friends that's all. No big deal." He turns his body towards me and leans forward. "Sounds like a big deal. Especially by the way you were crying earlier. "

"Oh well, I'll get over it. I'm a big girl I can handle myself." He put his hands up again and gets up off the couch. I watch him walk over to my stuff and pick up my purse. "Do I even want to know what you're doing now?" He walks over to me, my purse over his shoulder, and grabs my hand pulling me off the couch. His touch his warm and comforting, which makes me worry. "We're going out." He does that eye widening thing again and smirks at me. I can feel goose bumps run up my back and all I do is nod. He drops his hand from mine as we walk out the door and out to his truck. I'm sitting in the passenger seat when I catch my reflection and I gasp. He jumps at this and is about to ask me what's wrong when I blurt out. "OH MY GOD, I'm not going anywhere looking like this!" He locks the door and when I try to make my escape. "You're not going anywhere and despite what you may think, you look good and if I say so then it has to be true so get over yourself." I roll my eyes to make him think that I don't care what he thinks about me when really internally I have butterflies and some other winged creature flying around in my stomach. I hide my face so he doesn't notice the blush I can feel crossing my cheeks as he backs out of the parking lot and out onto the highway.

I have no idea where we are going or what surprise Alec has in store for me and for once I don't care. For once, I'm not afraid of what Alec may say or do to hurt my feelings and I'm not worried about how lonely I feel because at the moment… I don't feel alone at all.