Hey guys, thanks for being so patient with me, I was kind of stuck, but I'm definitely back to writing this story now. I know I kind of left it with a cliff hanger but that's because I didn't want to make this chapter super long. The next chapters going to be good, promise. Oh and to the people who reviewed telling me to let Letty tell Mia and Vince the truth, I can't - It would defeat the purpose of a lot that's going to happen. Anyways Thanks for your support as always. R&R please. Your reviews mean the world to me, and you could check out my other stories. Love you guys! Xo.

It was a couple nights later after the whole scene Dom and I had faced that morning. Things hadn't exactly gone back to normal but Mia no longer glared at me as if I'd killed a dog and Vince no longer avoided me as he had in prior days. As for Dom I hadn't had a real conversation with him since that night on his bed. I don't count work because we are forced to acknowledge each other there, and at school our short encounters in the hallway became shorter and shorter and yesterday there was none at all.

I don't know what exactly was wrong with him, but I couldn't push myself to asking him.

"Beer?" Vince asked me nudging my elbow to get my attention.

"Uh sure," I told him and watched him grab two and hand one over.

It was Friday night of course Dom had to throw a party to celebrate his win at the races, the only problem with that is that he always won, which meant a party every week. He obviously didn't mind the attention, the booze, and the skanks that clouded his vision.

"You ok?" Vince asked me as he followed my gaze to Dom standing on the other corner of the living room talking to some slut.

"Never better," I told him sarcastically before downing a gulp of my beer.

"You know Let, I'm sorry for being such an asshole the past few days to you," He told me quietly, clearly embarrassed to be saying it.

I looked at him at the clear change in topics and had a smile playing at my lips.

"I was an asshole too," I told him as he looked up at me.

"I know," He told me as he wrapped his arm around me. Vince always knew how to kill a moment.

"Can I give you some advice Let?," He told me as we walked out the back door and leaned against the wall.

I looked over at him suspiciously knowing he was going to tell me anyways.

"Sure," I told him unconfidently.

"Move on," I heard him tell me from the side of me as I quickly turned my head to stare at him in disbelief.

I must've looked very shocked because he decided to add to his comment.

"You seriously thought I didn't know? Come on - he's my best friend."

I looked down at my feet embarrassed I knew I couldn't lie my way out of this conversation but I most definitely wasn't about to add more thoughts about how I felt about Dom to Vince's head.

"Who says I haven't moved on?" I asked him trying to sound as offended and confident as possible.

"The gaze in your eyes when you look at him," Vince told me blatantly. I bit my lip. Damn, why'd he have to know me so well?

"It's ok Let, I won't tell him, but you should really move on," He told me moving from leaning on the wall to standing in front of me.

"Why's that?" I told him, really not wanting to know his answer.

"Because look at him," He told me motioning his hand towards the window where he was seen flirting with another girl this time on top of his lap. "He's not a one girl type guy."

"He's into girls who'll give it up if they haven't already, girls who wear 2 inches of clothing and girls he can put down the next day to pick up the next. Does that sound like you Letty?" He asked me his eyes reflecting the hurt in mine as his words glued themselves to the back of my mind.

"No.." I told him quietly not meeting his eyes, "But -" I began to say before he cut me off.

"But what Let? You're not going to change yourself for him and he isn't going to change for you. So please don't wait for him, because in the end you're the one who's going to be at a loss, not him." He told me more softly this time but his words burned wholes into wounds I didn't know were already there.

I looked up at him rage and hurt building in my eyes, I knew he could see it too when his face turned apologetic.

"Save it," I told him as he went to open his mouth again probably to apologize. I walked past him slamming his shoulder as I went and walked inside. I downed the beer I hadn't finished in my hand and opened the fridge to find another.

Who did Vince think he was? My friend definitely wasn't one of them. In that moment I hated him, I hated Dom, I hated myself. But the thing I hated the most was that Vince was only telling the truth.

Dom would never go for me, not when he had a girl like that standing in front of him. And as much as I wished I could just play it off like I play everything else off with my tough exterior, I just couldn't. I'm tired of putting up that side of me 24/7 and the one person I didn't have to act that way with was the one person who'd never want me that way.

I looked down at the beer in my hand and downed it. I just needed to get away, and I knew drinking wasn't the way. I had my brothers past as a clear example for that but for a night I just didn't want to feel the pain anymore. And as selfish as it was, I just no longer cared as I grabbed my third, fourth, fifth beer.

At some point I realized I was there but really wasn't. Everything was a blur and I could make out what I thought was Vince and Dom staring at me from the corner. I grabbed the first guy I saw and started dancing. I was tired of feeling so pathetic and with the poison of alcohol in my body I could finally let loose.

I danced with him till I tripped on my own feet and Vince caught me cursing under his breath.

"Letty? What the hell?" He asked me clearly confused.

"Hi Vincey," I told him poking his nose.

"Dom!" I heard him yell before he picked me up as if I were a toy.

"Put me down!" I yelled at him as I squirmed in his arms.

He finally did as soon as we reached Dom.

"Letty?" He told me almost not believing I could possibly get that drunk.

"That's my name man whore," I told him as I punched his chest lightly laughing at my own joke as he looked at me as if I'd lit him on fire.

"Dom, she didn't mean that. This is my fault, I shouldn't have talked to her..-" Vince told Dom trying to calm him down.

"Talked to me about what Vincey? About how pathetic I am? Oh don't worry another shot of Vodka and I'll forget about it," I told him not really realizing what exactly I was saying nor how nonchalantly I said it.

"Vince what the hell did you do?"

"I didn't think she'd take it like this! God I'm a douche," Vince replied to Dom running his hand through his hair in frustration.

"Yeah well I'll worry about that tomorrow," Dom told Vince angrily.

"Dom don't be mean to Vincey, he can't help being an asshole," I told them cooly as Vince's face looked like my comment seriously hurt.

"Ok, that's enough commentary Letty. Let's get you home," Dom told me grabbing my arm and dragging me towards the front door.

"No, you're not the boss of me," I told him clinging to the rim of the wall.

He picked me up and put me on top of his shoulder as if I was 10 pounds.

"Dom," I yelled at him causing a scene but he just ignored the stares he got and continued out the front door and down the road. He finally set me down in my driveway before knocking on my front door.

"Hey Dom, Letty?" My brother asked shocked at the sight he was seeing as I sat down on our welcome mat.

"She's drunk off her ass," Dom explained to him.

"I'll take care of it, thanks for coming to me. For taking care of my sister," My brother told them with a concerned look in his eye.

"Tell Letty she doesn't have to come to work in the morning when she wakes up," I heard Dom turn around to say before my brother closed the door on him.

He glared at me as I sat on the couch staring at the wall as if it was the most interesting thing.

"Letty!" He yelled at me as I held my hand to my ears at his loudness.

"Dude, chill," I told him before getting up only to wobble my way to the stairs.

"Letty, why?!" He yelled at me again.

I sat on the bottom step and shrugged my shoulders before looking at the floor and tracing patterns onto it.

"Letty, just go upstairs, you're too drunk for this conversation. Just know you'll be waking up to a morning of hell tomorrow morning," He told me menacingly before walking me up the stairs forcing me onto my bed and closing the door of my room as he walked out.

I looked up at my fan as I felt the pounding of my head only getting worse.

I knew I was totally trashed but some aware part of my brain still told me I screwed up again, and with only that thought in mind I let my tears wear me out as I fell asleep.

"Wake the hell up!" I heard Sam yelling as he barged into my room.

I squirmed in bed and pulled the pillow on top of my head. He pulled it off of me and threw my blanket on the floor.

"What the hell!" I yelled at him sitting up in bed, finally realizing how hung over I was at the pain of the loudness of my words and the pounding that had only gotten worse in my head.

"Get up, you don't actually think you get to sleep in after getting drunk off your ass yesterday. Letty, I have never been so angry, disappointed at you as I was yesterday when Dom knocked on the door to bring you home in your state. Seriously Letty! Can't you just learn from my mistakes! See what drinking brought me?!" He yelled at me before I cut him off.

"Exactly you drank for more than three years of your life! Ruining 3 years of my life! And here you are in front of me yelling at me for getting drunk one night? You're a fucking hypocrite! If anyone here knows what it's like to just need to get away from it all by a drink it's you! So please stop playing the grown up when we all sure as hell know you've done no better than me!" I yelled back at him while I watched his face grow only angrier.

He didn't respond, his face fell hearing my last sentence from anger to just hurt.

"Letty..get out," He told me quietly after a few minutes had passed.

"What?" I told him, wondering if I had heard right.

"Just, get out," He told me again softly.

After seconds passed of just looking at him in shock I gathered the will to get off my bed and walked to my closet to find a packed bag I always had ready for day's I slept over at Mia's.

I grabbed it and walked past him out of my room and down the stairs. I grabbed the door knob knowing that when I walked out everything would change.

I turned it and took a last glance of my brother in our living room before walking out.