Author's Note: Alright, so I've decided that until school ends I'm going to update only once a week. Exams are the last week of school, so I only have next week to study for them all. But, after school is out I should be able to update maybe two or three times a week depending on what my summer vacation brings! Oh, also, I'm going to close the poll in my profile tomorrow sometime, so if you haven't voted already and would like to please be sure to do so before then! Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with BTR or the show. I only own the plot, Winter, Monroe, Ali, and any other OC's in the story.

So, here's Chapter 11! Enjoy!

Chapter 11

Winter woke up the next afternoon with a killer hangover and very little memory of the night before. There was a reason why she never made it a habit of drinking all the time. She was too much of a light drinker to do that to herself day in and day out. Judging by her hangover she wouldn't be going out again anytime soon.

It wasn't until she rolled over and buried her head in the pillow next to her that her senses went into overdrive and became suddenly alert. Wide-eyed, Winter kicked off her covers and jumped out of her bed as if it were a pit full of snakes. Why the hell did her pillow and covers smell like Kendall?

Feeling a sudden rush of cool air, Winter looked down at herself and her jaw dropped. She wasn't wearing a single item of clothing. Looking from herself to her bed and then back to herself again realization dawned on her. All of the pieces finally fit in the puzzle, and Winter solved it as fast as a pro would. She had drunkenly hooked up with Kendall.

Winter suddenly felt absolutely disgusted with herself. She had risked everything by getting drunk and sleeping with him. Not only was her sanity now completely shot to hell, but she had also cheated on Ryan. She couldn't possibly keep what had happened a secret from him could she? No, if she did that and Ryan found out somehow later on down the road how would she ever be able to live with herself?

"How could you be so fucking stupid?" Winter asked herself angrily painfully running her hands through her tangled hair.

Caught up in rage and disgust Winter couldn't control herself, and soon felt a painful stinging in her left hand followed by the sound of glass shuttering. Looking up, Winter realized that she had just punched her mirror that was hanging on the wall.

The floor was suddenly covered by glass and blood. Not only that her hand was gushing blood and shards of glass were sticking out from many different cuts in her skin. Finding the pain from the wounds on her hand and the realization of her actions the night before to hard to bare Winter's knees gave out from underneath her and she fell to the floor tears pouring down her face faster than rain in a thunderstorm.

Winter wasn't even on the floor for more than a few seconds when her bedroom door swung open and Blayne came running in. Winter stopped crying for a moment and looked up. Seeing that his sister was naked on the floor Blayne quickly turned away while shielding his eyes. Quickly he left the room and returned seconds later with the cover from the back of the couch.

Still shielding his eyes Blayne leaned forward to hand it to her. Slowly since Winter could only use one of her hands for the time being she took it from him and wrapped it around her shaking form. Once she was fully covered she started crying again.

At the sound of his sister crying again Blayne moved to his sisters side. Kneeling down beside her he took in the sight of the floor around him confused. What could have possibly driven Winter to shatter her mirror and ruin her hand like this?

As much as he wanted to know he'd have to wait. He knew that he had to get Winter dressed and to the hospital to get the shards of glass out of her hand, and have it stitched up before she lost too much blood in her hand.

Lightly grabbing Winter's glass free hand, Blayne helped her off of the ground The whole time Winter was wondering under her breath something about a huge mistake that she wished more than nothing else in the world that she could take back.

Blayne sat her down on her bed before going into her closet and picking out a simple t-shirt and pair of shorts for her to change into. Handing her the clothes, Blayne left the room to give Winter her privacy and allow her to dress in peace at her own pace.

Winter took her time in getting dressed making sure that she didn't get any blood on her clothes. After she got dressed she made her way out into the living room where she was met by Blayne. Blayne had a puzzled look on his face still trying to figure out why Winter had done what she'd done.

When he saw her standing there, he said, "I know you hate the hospital, but I have no choice but to take you."

Winter nodded not being able to form any coherent speech at the moment. It was no secret to anyone that Winter hated hospitals with a passion. They were usually full of death, sickness, and sadness. Winter hated all of the above.

Usually whenever someone said something about taking her to a hospital whether it be the result of a surfing accident, a jogging accident, or any other kind of accident Winter would put up a fight. But, she was honestly in so much pain that she didn't have the energy to fight at the time. Therefore, when Blayne lead her out the door she didn't put up a single struggle.

~BTR~

Winter winced everytime the doctor pressed the small needle into her hand. It had taken the doctor at least an hour to actually get every shard of glass out of her hand, and now the doctor was proceeding to put numerous amounts of stitches in her hand to keep the blood in her hand from coming out anymore.

The whole time Winter sat on the bed in the hospital room avoiding all eye contact with her brother. She was still ashamed about everything that had happened last night, and now this. The last thing Winter wanted to do right now was explain to her brother what she had done to make her do this.

Winter didn't want Blayne to think of her as a slut if she told him that she drunkenly cheated on Ryan. So, she did everything she could to avoid the inevitable. She couldn't keep it inside forever. There was nothing she could do to change that, but she could at least try to hold it off for as long as possible.

"Why'd you do this?" Blayne asked all of a sudden ruining Winter's plans to not tell him just yet.

Winter kept her head turned away from him and didn't answer him. Maybe if she didn't say a single word he'd let it go for now. Oh, who was she kidding? She knew her brother like she knew the back of her hand. Blayne would never let it go until he got the answer to his question.

"Winter...why'd you do this?" he asked again refusing to let it go just as Winter had suspected he would.

Winter shook her head and looked down, wincing again at the feeling of the doctor puliing the needle through her skin. How was she suppose to answer Blayne's question? What was she suppose to say..."Oh, I snuck into Mansion last night, got wasted, and wound sleeping with your enemy...all the while cheating on Ryan?" Yeah, right. That would really go over well.

"Winter," Blayne said getting impatient with his sister really fast.

Winter couldn't control herself and tears once again poured down her face. God! What was happening to her? She was being such a baby right not, and unfortunately for her she couldn't blame her monthly friend since that was a week or two away. So, the only excuse she had left was that she was making up for all the times she never cried as a child when most kids would have. Yeah, that excuse worked for her.

"Please, don't make me tell you," Winter pleaded quietly shaking her head.

"No, Winter. You're going to tell me now whether you want to or not. Besides keeping whatever it is inside and not telling anyone about it will only lead to more hospital visits in the future," Blayne told her truthfully. Seconds later, he added, "Believe me. I of all people would know."

Well, Winter certainly couldn't argue with that one. She knew fully well that he brother had been in and out of the hospital as well as the police station time and time again because of his status in the city. All of it was mainly because he kept so much of his anger bottled up inside that when he was tested he lost all control and would take his anger out by using violence.

As much as she didn't want to Winter knew her brother was right. She couldn't not tell someone. Winter sure as hell didn't want to wind up like her brother. No offense to him. But, she couldn't disappoint everyone by screwing up worse than she already had. Most importantly she couldn't disappoint herself.

Winter took a deep breath before looking up at her brother and quietly confessing to him, "I cheated on Ryan last night."

Blayne's eyes widened causing Winter to drop her head again in shame. No, there was no way. There was just no way that Blayne had heard his sister right. She cheated on Ryan? No, that's not possible. Winter didn't do things like that. Well, not on purpose or that he knew of.

"What did you just say?" Blayne asked not sure whether his ears were playing tricks on him or not.

"IcheatedonRyan," Winter answered really fast still avoiding eye contact with her brother at all costs.

Blayne opened his mouth, but the doctor spoke before he could say anything.

"I'm just going to go and get some extra gauze for you to take home with you, so you can change it periodically throughout the day until the stitches dissolve," the doctor informed them before rushing out of the room to give Winter and Blayne some privacy.

Blayne watched as the doctor left slamming the door closed behind him. Then, he turned his attention back to his sister. "This is like you, Winter. What the hell is going on with you all of a sudden? Cheating on Ryan? Are you insane?" Blayne asked outraged that Winter would do such a thing. He had such high hopes for her, and she went and let him down.

Winter jumped off of the hospital bed and turned to her brother. She looked up at him and made eye contact with him against her better judgement. "You know what? Maybe I am! Maybe I am insane! I went to a bar, got drunk, and cheated on Ryan. So, yes I guess you could say that I'm insane. Because if I wasn't then I wouldn't have done what I did!" Winter yelled.

Her tears subsided and instead of shame and guilt, anger flooded her system. What the hell was she doing? She was blaming this whole thing on herself when she wasn't the only one to blame. Winter wasn't exactly alone when she did what she did. Kendall was to blame just as much as she was. Not that he'd admit it, but all that mattered was that she knew it to be the truth.

"You didn't answer my other question! What the hell is going on with you all of a sudden?" Blayne asked angrily.

Blayne didn't like for even a second that he didn't know what was going on with his sister. Growing up the two of them were as close as close can get. They were practically inseperable. But, then they had moved to Miami. Blayne had instantly started his gang and Ali soon replaced him as Winter's other half, for lack of a better term to describe the situation.

"You don't want to know what's going on with me all of a sudden! You wouldn't like it one bit!" Winter answered him just as angrily as he had asked the question.

Before Winter and Blayne's argument could continue any farther the doctor entered the room.

The doctor handed Winter a pack of gauze wrap. "Just change the gauze around your hand twice a day for the next two or three weeks. The stitches should be dissolved by then. Oh, and whatever you do don't sleep on or use your left hand for anything at all," the doctor told her with a brief smile. "You can just sign out at the front desk."

Winter raised an eyebrow and seriously asked, "Not even for punching someone?"

The doctor shook his head right away and sternly answered, "Especially not for that. If you mess up your stitches by any means they will have to be redone."

Winter turned her head and rolled her eyes, so the doctor didn't see. Well, that just ruined her plans of giving Kendall a piece of her mind later. She'd just have to use her words now. Oh, how fun that would be. He'd probably never take her seriously that way.

Winter knew that Kendall was most to blame for the events of last night. She was drunk and surely he knew it. Winter would've never slept with him if she had been sober. Therefore, as far as she was concerned Kendall had taken advantage of her.

His intentions for her had been clear since the first day they'd met. All he wanted was to have her throw herself at him, so he'd be able to keep up his reputation as the guy who had many many notchs on his belt. Well, clearly Kendall had a fucked up way of making that happen.

Winter nodded when she turned to look at the doctor again in understanding and fake smiled. "Thanks doctor."

The doctor nodded and said before leaving again, "Anytime."

Winter glared at her brother before storming out of the room. Goodness! The fucking nerve of her brother. Who the hell did he think he was? Just because he was one of the top two scariest guys in Miami didn't mean that Winter was scare of him, too. Apparently, sometimes his ego just overpowered his brain.

~BTR~

The past few weeks had been the most hectic and screwed up weeks of Winter's life. Not even her mother leaving without a word when she was 16 could beat those weeks. That right there was saying something. If Winter had to choose between reliving her mom leaving or reliving the past few weeks, it was a no brainer that she'd choose reliving her mom leaving.

Winter walked through the crowds of people that crowded Miami's sidewalk. Usually she'd shove her way through in order to get to where she was going faster, but the doctor had specifically said no using her left hand for anything, and shoving through crowds of people included using both of her hands.

Just as Winter was about to enter her apartment building the sound of her phone going off stopped her in her tracks. She sighed frustratedly as she took out her phone and looked at the caller id. She really didn't want to talk to anyone right now, but she saw that it was Monroe and answered despite the fact.

Opening her phone, Winter pushed the green talk button and placed the phone up to her ear. "Where were you last night?" Winter asked instead of saying hello. She didn't want to sound like a bitch, but that's how it came out anyways.

Monroe didn't respond for about a minute. "You will never ever be able to understand how sorry I am, Winter. I'm so so sorry," Monroe broke out apologizing. Winter heard Monroe saying something to someone else before adding, "Oh, and Ali is, too. We are both deeply sorry for not being there for you."

"You didn't answer my question, Monroe. Where were you?" Winter asked again.

Once again Monroe didn't answer for about a minute. When she answered this time, though, she was whispering, "I can't tell you right now. I don't want them to hear."

"Them?" Winter asked confused. That's when it hit her. Them. Them as in Kendall and his gang? "Wait a second! Did Kendall give Logan, James, and Carlos orders to keep you two distracted or away from me, so that he could get to me?" Winter asked border line outraged.

"Yes, that's exactly it," Monroe answered quickly.

"Where the hell are you?" Winter asked fuming with rage, leaning against her apartment building wall in order to keep herself standing up right.

"Kendall's mansion. He won't let us leave until you agree to come and see him," Monroe answered almost afraid to tell Winter, knowing that she wouldn't react well to it.

Winter clenched her teeth and had to force herself to contain her breathing and not over react more than she already was. "No, you tell him to that the only way I'll see him is if it's at the boundary line. Therefore, I can leave, along with you, and Ali whenever the hell I want to."

Winter knew by the sound of Monroe's voice that she was scared to tell Kendall what Winter had said when she forced herself to relax and tell him, "She said the only way she'll see you is if it's at the boundary line. That way we can all leave whenever the hell we want."

Winter could hear Kendall laughing on the other end of the phone.

"He said for me to tell you to be there in 20," Monroe said right before the call was ended.

Winter took her phone away from her ear and looked at it in disbelief. Did Monroe just hang up on her? No, she couldn't have. Better yet she wouldn't have. Monroe was smarter than that. So, someone must have done it for her. That just made her even more pissed off than she already was.

Winter closed her phone and put it back into her poclet. Pushing herself off of the building wall she turned and stormed down the sidewalk. Kendall had officially crossed the line past the point of return. First, he takes advantage of her when she's drunk, and then he practically kidnaps her cousin and best friend slash sister. If it weren't for the stitches in her hand, then surely Kendall would be a dead man.

~BTR~

Winter made it to the boundary line in less than 15 minutes. Surely that's what Kendall really meant when he had said be there in 20. She may have only known him for three weeks, but believe it or not she'd learned a lot about him in just those three weeks. Unfortunately for him, of course.

Kendall stood there on the otherside of the boundary line with the smirk that only he knew how to wear correctly. Winter hated that smirk more than she'd hated anything else in the world. Most of all she hated the fact that Kendall was the one who always wore it.

"Sleep well?" Kendall asked smirking at Winter as soon as she stopped in front of him on the opposite side of the line as him.

Winter glared at him and answered, "No, not even a single bit."

"Oh, come on. We both know that that's a lie," Kendall told her doubting her answer.

"How the fuck would you know? You're not me. Just because you might of slept well doesn't mean that I did!" Winter hissed through clenched teeth.

"Why so much anger?" Kendall asked pretending to be shocked only to get an even bigger rise out of her.

"You know damn well why," Winter spat at him. "You fucking took advantage of me!" she added after only a second of silence.

"I did no such thing. You wanted it just as much as I did," Kendall told her loving the way that he had enough power over her to piss her off just by saying a few things.

"To hell I did! I was fucking drunk! I didn't know what the fuck I was doing or saying!" Winter went off again clenching her good hand at her side.

She was ready to throw a punch at any second now. But, then she remembered that if she did that there was a huge possibly Kendall would sense it in time and grab her hand. The last thing she needed was to have both hands injured and not be able to use either of them.

"Well, I was drunk, too," Kendall said honestly. He wasn't lying he had gotten drunk that night.

"Yeah, after you had already ordered Logan, James, and Carlos to keep Monroe and Ali distracted and or away from me, so that your fucking plan to sleep with me could come full circle!" Winter yelled at him.

She may have been drunk, but with everything she'd been told today she put it all together and wound up creating the perfect argument with it. Her argument was so good that she already knew before hand that Kendall would never be able to defend himself in it.

Kendall's smirk dropped and he was suddenly just as fuming angry as Winter. He absolutely hated it when she one-upped him by saying something that she knew would leave him speechless. Yes, her argument was the truth and all, but who the hell cares about the truth?

It was now Winter's turn to smirk. "Speechless and fuming mad yourself, aren't you?" Winter laughed.

Not giving him any time to answer Winter looked past him at Monroe and Ali who were currently being held back by Logan, James, and Carlos. The fact that they had their hands on her cousin and best friend slash sister made Winter's blood boil even more.

"Let them go," Winter demanded looking the three of them each dead in the eyes.

They all three shook their heads no and told that they couldn't do that.

Monroe and Ali yelped when the guys grasps grew tighter on them. The two of them looked at Winter with hopeful looks in their eyes. They looked from Winter to Kendall and then back to Winter as if to beg her to somehow make him order the three guys to release them.

Winter nodded at them in understanding before turning her attention back to Kendall. "Tell them to release Monroe and Ali."

Kendall shook his head and told her simply, "No."

"Damn it, Kendall! That was the fucking deal! You get to see me and they get to leave!" Winter yelled at him annoyed that he was acting the way he was. "Out of the three weeks I've actually known you I've learned that you are a man of his word. Dont' fucking ruin that now!"

Still fuming angry, Kendall turned his head and signaled for Logan, James, and Carlos to let go of the girls. They did so immediately following their leaders silent orders and Monroe and Ali quickly ran until they were both standing almost all the behind Winter.

"What the hell did you do to your hand?" Monroe asked suddenly when she looked down and saw that Winter's left hand was wrapped in guaze.

"I punched my mirror into pieces," Winter answered right away shrugging as if it wasn't that big of a deal.

Monroe and Ali looked at each other with wide eyes and jaws dropped. They both had guilty looks in their eyes and felt it even more than they looked it. It was their fault that Winter's hand was screwed up. They knew right away that she had punched her mirror as soon as she realized what she'd done the night before. If only they had been there with Winter none of this would've happened. It was all their fault.

"We're going to be going now," Winter informed Kendall as well as Logan, James, and Carlos. Winter turned her attention fully to Kendall. "As for you...I never want to see you again! Once we leave here I want you out of my life for good. I don't want to see you, hear from you, or even sense you at all anywhere around me! As far as I'm concerned you were just a fucking bump in the road for me! And, now I'm driving over and past you and never looking back!" Winter spat at him. "You have caused me nothing but fucking trouble since you've entered my life, and now I'm kicking you out of it!" she finished taking a chance and slapping him across the face with her good hand.

Instead of running away like she normally did, Winter stayed and stood her ground to see if Kendall would do anything back. Surprisingly, he didn't. He was still fuming with anger the look on his face as well as his stance proved that, but he still didn't do anything. Was he admitting defeat? No, no he couldn't be. That's not at all like something he would ever do.

After a few minutes Winter finally had enough of standing her ground and looking at Kendall. Therefore, without another word she turned around and walked away. Monroe and Ali followed her without having to be told, and the three of them turned the corner walking into their new lives, or at least, so they thought.

Unbeknownst to Winter nothing and no one was that easy to get over. People just don't move on as soon as they walk out of someone's life. To make matters even worse, Winter was soon going to find out how it felt to be betrayed by someone really close to her because she's not the only one who finds it easy to get involved in a situation or with someone in such little time. She would soon know that betrayal hurts worse than anything else she'd had to endure before in her life.

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