A/N: Hey guys! So, I'm not gonna give out any spoilers or anything, but I can tell you that this is gonna be a very emotional chapter. Oh, and you'll most likely want to punch Danny in the throat too. I'd also love to know what you guys think of Danny's 'pipe bomb' on the girls so please review!

Kodaful1 – You're welcome! It makes me really happy that you liked their filmographies and the fact that this story is jay/oc also. Well, I don't want to give that part away, so you'll just have to wait and see what happens. Thanks for reviewing! :D

Danny's behavior only got worse over the next few days. He drank almost all of the water and we had little to no food left. After he stole one of James's tuxedos, he ate more of our food and passed out next to the fireplace.

"Alright guys," James said as we stood in the kitchen, staring at Danny as he slept. "Let's get rid of him."

"What?" Seth asked, shocked. "What do you mean? Like kick him out of the house?"

I sighed. "I don't think that's a good idea, James. I mean, he could be killed if we kick him out…."

"Like yes, like totally kick him out of the house," James clarified.

"Anastasia's right, he could die," Craig said.

"If he stays, he could kill us!" James hissed.

"I'm with Franco on this one," Lydia piped up. "We need to get him the fuck out of here."

"Exactly! His fuckin' reckless behavior is dragging us all down!" James said. "I mean he wasted our water twice!" He held up two fingers to prove his point. "Two times! Two times! When you were outside Craig, he was laughing! When we all thought you were dead, he was laughing!"

"James, stop!" I spat, shooting him a death glare.

"Dan is under a lot of pressure okay?" Jonah said softly. "And he's not handling it as good as the rest of us are. We just need to give him space and let Danny do Danny."

"Danny's done Danny!" James argued. "I'm not gonna let Danny do Danny anymore!"

"Danny did Danny, but he's gotta do a little more to get to the end Danny! H-He's gotta do some more Danny."

"Danny's dun done Danny! And it's too much Danny!"

"No man, no," Craig said. "It doesn't matter how much of a prick he's being or whatever else. Everybody deserves a second chance, right Jay?"

Jay smiled. "That's exactly right."

"Wow, fuckin' wow. What a surprise, Jay disagrees with me," James said scornfully.

"What in the fuck?!" Jay exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air in incredulously

"This really isn't the time to be starting shit, Franco!" Lydia huffed, running a hand through her hair.

James ignored her and glared at Jay. "You've had it out for me since the very beginning, Jay!"

"I don't know you! I've had it out for you?! I don't fuckin' know you!" Jay shouted.

"That's right! You don't even know me and you come into my house and the first five minutes you start insulting my fuckin' art! That's an extension of me because I like that. You insult that and you're insulting me. And when Danny jizzes on my magazine, he's jizzing all over my face! And when he poured that water on himself, he was pouring all of our life bloods all over himself and he was fucking laughing!"

"… This is literally the most I've ever talked to you."

I groaned in annoyance. "We're getting sidetracked, again! Jesus Christ!"

"He's like a little bumblebee," Jonah said. "He's scary at first when he buzzes around your face, but then... he just goes out the window. Or, he stings you once and then he dies."

"Jonah' right," Craig nodded. "He is like a bee and you catch more bees with honey than with vinegar juice."

James rolled his eyes. "Look at him! He's wearing my fucking tuxedo! He's been eating nonstop! The fucker's gained weight since he got here! The fucker's gots to go! Go! The fucker's gots to go!"

"Danny's like a baby, okay? Just a little baby, and right now he needs our tit in his mouth," Craig said quietly.

Lydia snorted. "In that case, I don't want Danny anywhere near my tit."

"Anastasia please, speak some reason into these fucking guys," James said, turning his attention to me.

I sighed. "Look James, I know that you and Danny don't exactly see eye to eye, but I really don't think we should kick him out. He's been our best friend for years…."

Jay nodded in agreement. "This is the group, we've been through all of this together. We can't-"

James cut him off. "He's fucking dead weight and you all fucking know it!"

"I'm not arguing against you," Craig said. "I'm just saying, let's start with love."

Ultimately, we all voted to kick Danny out of the house. We woke him up, sat him down on one of the living room couches, and told him that he needed to get out.

"Is this how you all feel?" Danny asked sadly.

"We talked about it," Jay muttered.

"You guys are gonna vote me off the island? I mean, I made you guys breakfast…."

"Shit man, you wasted half of our food when you did that!" James said angrily.

"Just thought I was doing something nice for you guys," Danny said dejectedly. "Just to apologize for my behavior at the party." He looked down. "A party I wasn't even invited to. I'm not an idiot. I know why you guys don't fucking call me or hang out with me anymore. It's because I party so fucking hard. Always have. Ever since I was a baby. I wouldn't just suck on my momma's titties. I would fucking… bang 'em, and motorboat 'em."

I looked down, feeling the guilt rise in my chest rise like a tidal wave. Sure, Danny had his moments where he was a complete douchebag, but he was still one of my best friends. I'd known him for years and I just didn't feel right kicking him out. My head was telling me not to feel sorry for him because he wasted our water and our food, but I couldn't help it.

"Everything I've been doing has just been a cry for help," Danny said. "When I came on your magazine, James, and on Lydia and Anastasia's pictures, it was a cum for help. I've just been crying and cumming, and crying and coming… tears from the tip of my penis dudes."

"I'm sorry, alright?" James said, on the verge of tears. "You can cum wherever you want."

"I don't even care about cumming anymore," Danny said pessimistically. "Right now, I'm kinda into going."

He stood up, ignoring all of us saying his name repeatedly. The only one who wasn't saying his name or apologizing was Lydia.

"Let's just discuss it some more, okay?" James offered.

"Yeah, let's just talk, dude," Seth agreed. "We're giving you an option. It's a choice, man!"

"There's nothing to figure out alright?" Danny asserted. "You guys have said enough, and there's no going back anymore. I don't know if there maybe is, like, something you guys could give me so I could at least have some sort of protection while I'm out there?"

"Danny you don't have to do this," Craig said.

"Alright, if you're really leaving," James said. "Then you should take this." He held out his prop gun.

"Really?" Danny asked.

"You don't know what's out there," James replied.

Danny took the prop gun. "Thank you, James. It really means a lot to you, and I appreciate that you'd give this to me, you stupid… stupid motherfucker!" Before I could even blink, Danny suddenly fired six shots at us. I screamed loudly as I felt my life flash before my eyes.

We all clutched our chests, checking for any bullet wounds. I couldn't help but sigh in relief when I realized that James's gun had been filled with blanks the whole time.

"Fucking psychopath!" James spat, yanking the revolver out of Danny's hand. "It's a prop gun! What, do you think I'd put real bullets in here?!"

"You were gonna send me out there with a fucking gun filled with blanks?!" Danny yelled angrily.

"Oh, fuck you!" Seth shouted. "Don't turn this around on us! You just tried to shoot us, you fucking dickhead!"

"Oh, whatever!" Danny snapped. "Fuckin' civilization is broken down. There's no reason for this false bullshit! You guys act like you're so fucking high and mighty, like you never made a goddamn mistake before! Franco, you're just a pretentious fucking nerd!"

"Fuck you!" James quipped.

"And Jonah," Danny jeered. "You fucking cunt." Jonah looked like Danny just punched him in the mouth.

"Craig," Danny said, turning to him. "You didn't have my back, back there. You disappoint me."

"Bro," Craig said quietly.

"And Seth," Danny turned his attention to him. "You duplicitous taint."

"What?!" Seth exclaimed.

"And then of course there's Jay," Danny sneered. "The self-righteous, cock-sucking, two-faced backstabber."

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Jay demanded.

"I overheard your little conversation with Craig, alright?" Danny confessed. "The only reason why you care about any of us is because you think that's what God wants you to do. You don't give a shit about us!"

"No, no, no, no, that's fucking twisting that shit," Jay urged. "You're fucking lying!"

"Am I twisting this?" Danny demanded. "I believe you were in Los Angeles two months ago at the Four Seasons. I saw you there're, and you specifically asked me not to tell Seth, so you could maintain the allusion that you always stay with Seth when you're in Los Angeles."

"Oooh," Craig scolded. "Jay!"

"The fuck, man?!" Seth demanded.

"It's not…." Jay tried to explain himself. "It's…"

"Textbook twattage," Danny concluded, making a book-shape with his hands. "However, that's not all. These two have some skeletons in their closets as well." Danny gave Lydia and I a mischievous look.

"Danny, don't," I whispered, giving him a pleading look because I knew that what he was about to say was going to devastate James. "Please don't do this."

Even Lydia was begging him not to say anything. "Danny…. I know that I've been a huge bitch to you all these years, but I'm begging you, please don't tell them… Please…."

"Danny, what the fuck are you talking about?" James asked angrily.

Danny let out a sadistic laugh. "I'll get to you and your fiancé in a second, Franco… But right now, I want you all to know the real Lydia Sky," he looked at her, showing no remorse as she kept begging him to keep his big mouth shut. "It's a shame Jay doesn't know what kind of girl you really are, Lydia. I mean, you've obviously been in love with him for years, so I have to ask… Did you even think about him at all when none other than Dave Franco was fucking your brains out in my bedroom, at my house party?"

"... You fucked my brother?!" James spat, disgusted. "What the fuck, Lydia?!"

"What?!" Jay exclaimed. "Lydia, is that true?"

Tears welled up in her eyes and she slowly nodded her head. "Yes….."

"You see, Jay… Lydia's like a doorknob, everyone in Hollywood's had a turn," Danny said maliciously. "She's probably slept with countless fucking directors to get to where she is today. She's as fake as those boobs of hers and she's the biggest slut in LA."

"FUCKER!" Lydia screamed before running towards Danny. Jay quickly grabbed her and threw her down on the floor, pinning her down with his body weight and preventing her from putting Danny in the morgue. She screamed some more and yelled various threats at Danny. Lydia had reached her breaking point.

Smirking in satisfaction, Danny looked at James and I. "Now, here's the biggest secret of all. So Franco, did Anastasia ever tell you that you knocked her up?"

"WHAT?!" James shouted, immediately looking at me in disbelief.

"But, of course," Danny said nonchalantly. "You couldn't really tell that she was pregnant in the first place since she aborted the baby only a few days after she found out. Oh, and this was about a month before ya'll started filming Spring Breakers. According to my calculations, she's been keeping this dirty little secret from you for over a year now."

I couldn't hold my tears back anymore. They had already starting running down my cheeks by the time Danny finished his 'pipe bomb.' Lydia and Seth were the only ones who knew my secret. Danny overheard me telling Seth but promised that he wouldn't say a word to James or anyone else. So much for keeping that promise.

James wouldn't even look at me, but I already knew that he was crushed. He always talked about wanting kids one day, and I has just shattered all of his hopes of having them.

"And just for the record, you guys," Danny said. "I'm choosing to leave. You're not kicking me out. You guys had already said that I can come back again and I'm the one who said that I'm not coming back in. Don't be cocky." With that said, Danny opened the doors behind him, gave us the double finger, and took his leave.

At that point, Jay got off of Lydia and Seth looked at him. "Is that true?"

Jay looked at him and nodded. "Yes…"

"Jay," Jonah intervened. "I know that this is probably my fault because I put you on a pedestal, but you should not be dishonest with your friends. You really let me down."

Jay glared at Jonah for a few seconds, and then punched him right in the face. Seth shook his head and stormed off and James scolded Jay, but Jay had had enough.

"Yeah, it's all fucked isn't it?!" Jay scowled and stormed off as well, with Lydia following him.

"Jonah, you okay?" James asked, once they both left.

"Ah! Yeah, his insides hurt worse than my outsides," Jonah replied.

After that fiasco, I went upstairs to our room and sat down on the bed. I couldn't believe that Danny would stoup so low, but he did, and now I was about to pay the price for his actions.

"So, when were you gonna tell me?" James asked, taking off his cardigan and throwing it into one of our drawers. He was angry and devastated. That much was clear.

"James, I wanted to tell you, but…" I choked out, feeling the tears sting my eyes again.

"But what?!" he demanded. "You could've told me, Anastasia! As much as I want kids one day, I would've understood!"

"Stop it! I know I fucked up, okay?! Stop reminding me! It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do and I could barely live with myself afterwards!"

"You wanna know what hurts the most? The fact that you kept this from me for so long. I would've helped you get through it because I love you! You have no idea, Anastasia, how much I love you… But, I need some time to think…"

I looked at him for a few seconds before glancing down at the ring on my finger. I wrapped my fingers around it and pulled it off my finger. "Take all the time you need," I mumbled, placing it in his palm.

A tear rolled down his cheek as I took a step back from him. I couldn't be in the same room as him right now. I had to get away from him. Not wasting another second, I ran out of the room and into one of the bathrooms down the hall. I slammed the door behind me before collapsing on my knees on the cold floor. I just wanted to curl up in a ball and put an invisibility cloak on me for the rest of my life. James was devastated, and he had every right to be. I brought this on myself.

Lydia's POV

"Jay! Jay! Jay, just talk to me! Just let me explain! Please!" I cried as I tried to catch up with him.

"Just leave me alone, Lydia. I really don't want to hear it right now!" Jay shot back as we walked back into the living room.

"It was one time Jay! I swear to God! It was one time and we were both drunk! It meant nothing!"

He sat down on the couch and ran his hands through his hair in irritation. "Just leave me alone alright? I don't want to talk about this right now. Just go," he mumbled.

"Fine," I whispered, turning to leave.

"You wanna know something?" he said suddenly. "I thought you were better than that. I really thought you were different, Lydia, but now I see that you're not. You're just like all the other plastic fantastics in Hollywood."

His words cut me up like a knife. More tears fell from my eyes as I walked away from him. I'd never felt so defeated, so shattered... Both Jay and Danny's words were enough to break me. For the first time in my life, I was broken. Broken beyond repair.