Bree's POV

"What? What do you mean Carlos is talking to Sam?" I yelled at what Haley had just told me.

"I mean, he left his phone sitting on the counter and I saw his whole conversation with Sam. They're talking about being in love and shit…." Haley answered.

I was gonna murder him. I was sure of it. Why would he do this to his family?

Why?…

Soon, James walked down the steps, running a hand through his messy hair.

"Hey, how do you feel?" Haley asked, kissing his cheek. He didn't answer, sitting down on the couch in the living room.

"Wow, someone's in a peachy mood." I said, sarcastically.

"My head hurts, Okay?" He said, rubbing it.

"Well, Carlos said you're dehydrated. Do you want me to get you some medicine?" Haley asked, rubbing his arm.

"Did I say that I forgave you?" He asked, giving her a nasty look.

"Damn James, do you need to like go to bed and like wake up again in a better mood?" I asked, walking behind him and wacking him in the back of the head.

He groaned in pain.

"James, I really am sorry. I love you. I ended everything with Kendall." Haley said.

Silence fell between the two.

"I'm sorry I freaked on you." James finally said as they kissed.

"Awwww!" I said, not controling myself and getting "Really?" looks from the two of them.

"Sorry." I said as Carlos walked in.

"Hey Bree." He said, kissing me. I had decided just to play it dumb about the whole Sam thing. "How about tonight we all go out on the boats, spend the night on the water?" He asked as Logen ran in.

"I wanna go! Can we please go?" She asked, jumping up and down. We all started to laugh.

"I'll go pack." I said, going up the stairs.

Haley's POV

"I'm taking the cooler but, I don't want James getting drunk." I said, placing the blue cooler of drinks in the boat.

"He most likely won't." Bree said, getting in the boat that she, Carlos and Logen had.

James jumped into our boat, throwing his bag in the tiny room.

"So..We'll have this boat all to ourselves tonight.." James said seductivly. I pushed him away.

"We're not doing anything tonight.." I said, his face showing disappointment.

"I'M RIDING WITH JAMES AND HALEY!" Logen yelled, jumping into our boat and asking James to pick her up. I looked at the two of them. They were inseperable. James was always great with kids. I wish we had a son or daughter. James would be a perfect dad…

"Dammit James, I leave you alone for fifteen minutes and you drink the entire cooler?" I yelled at drunk James.

"Babe,Ijustwanna havefun." He said, his words slurred.

I rolled my eyes, I'd never seen him this drunk before. I walked out the door of the small room, locking the door behind me so James wouldn't get out.

"Bree!" I yelled, seeing her on the other boat.

"Yeah?" She responded, shifting Logen from one hip to the other.

"James is drunk, he drank the entire cooler we had in like fifteen minutes." I yelled back, "We're going to bed."

"Geeze…Okay! I'll keep Logen over here!" She yelled, going back inside. I sighed, doing the same.

I walked into the room, seeing no sign of James

"James?" I called, still not seeing him.

Suddenly, I felt someone grab me from behind, closing the door and covering my mouth. I tired to scream, but it was muffled due to the hand over my mouth.

I finally got the chance to see who it was, and turning around I saw it was James.

"James? W-what are you doing?" I asked, a little scared. James turned violent when he was drunk.

Very violent.

He pushed me down on the bed, ordering me not to scream.

I started crying, predicting what he was going to do as he towered over me. I let my fear get the best of me, screaming even though he told me not to.

"BREE! HELP!" I yelled, jumping up from the bed and beating on the door.

James grabbed my shirt, ripping it as he threw me back down on the bed and getting on top of me. I continued struggling even though I knew there was no use. James was 100 times stronger than I was." I had no chance.

None at all.

I opened my eyes, letting the sunlight pour into them.

My back burned from the sractches James had left there last night and my body was still asleep beside me, turned the opposite way. The sheets were stained with blood from the marks on my back.

I wondered if Bree was awake?

I left the tiny room that was almost like hell to me and went up to the deck of the boat, seeing Bree.

"Haley? What happened to your shirt? Why is it all torn? Where did all these scratches come from? And all this blood?" She asked, looking me over.

I was hesitant to answer but, I finally did.

I looked down at my feet.

"Um….James raped me last night…."