Whoo hoo! Over 15,000 words! Yay! I was so worried when I first posted this! It was my first FF EVER so I wasn't sure how people would react! I love you guys! Hope the reviews keep coming! Sorry for the late update btw!

tiffboocullen: Well here is more! Your so polite! You are always saying please! ;) Haha! =)

L is for Left: Yeah, that was before he was an alcoholic. Wondering if I should go more in depth about that.... I kinda will in this chapter.

TheNextBestWriter: Aw I'm glad you like it! It's always nice to know that I have more readers!

Hopelessly Jonas Bro Obsessed: Aw d you really think it's sweet? :- Haha Thanks!

winx rocks: Yeah I love writing his memories... I think I might add a chapter where I only have him remenising...

honeyandmustard: I am definatly goin to do that. He needs to talk to someonewho gets it... someone like a certain friend of mine... er... Jason's! ;)

10 Years Gone

It was night by the time I got back to camp. Uncle Brown came out to meet me. It was past the camper's bed time, so I wouldn't get to see Mitchie tonight.

"Hey. What's all this?" Uncle B asked when he saw all the boxes I packed into the trunk of my car.

I smiled tiredly. I was exausted. "Just some of the stuff that I got from the house..." He nodded, and I yawned.

He smiled softly "Get some sleep Shane. We can get this stuff tomarrow." I nodded, grateful to him.

I got dressed and just laid under the comforter. I sighed. Andrew will get out sooner or later, but what will happen when he does?

I slowly drifted off into a dream mode.

The five year old me was running up to Andrew. He just got home and I was excited. He promised me he would play ball with me.

"Daddy!" I yelled, running up to him. He picked me up and threw me onto his shoulder.

"Hey buddy! How was preschool?" I made a face and he laughed.

"Oh well let's go play some ball." We walked to the field. I turned around and gasped. Andrew was back to how he was now. He stood there smirking with a ball in his hand.

"Batter up," He said and chucked the ball at me.

I woke up in a cold sweat. Why can't he stay out of my thoughts?!

I remembered the beer bottle. Well if it helped then... got up and grabbed my pocket knife. I went into the bathroom and locked the door. I cut a small cut on my wrist, and sucked in my breath.

I cut three more, on on the right and one on the left. I whiped up the blood and cleaned the knife.

I doubt I could sleep... I was too wired.

I walked quietly in the darkness, going wherever my feet chose to lead me.

I looked over at the peir... there was a figure... a girl.

As I walked up closer, I noticed it was Chelsea. "Hey..." I whispered from behind her. I didn't want to startle her.

She turned around and half smiled. "Hey... back already?"

"Yeah... I just got back at ten..."

"Well you didn't get much sleep then. Only three hours."

I shrugged "I guess..."

"Hey.. what's that?" She looked at my wrists. Oh shit. I pulled them away but she grabbed my hand first. She looked down.

"When?" She asked weakly.

"I only just started... There is just too much stuff to deal with! First there is Andrew, then I figure out he is lying to me, and now I have to write a speech for my mom's 10 Years Gone Birthday... I can't take it!" I finally exploded.

"Look, I know what it's like to be stressed... When I was in school... well look." She had me look at her neck. There where nail marks in it.

"What...?" I was shocked. She shrugged then half smiled.

"Well, I was defendng my friend, and I took the heat. I was so upset after that. I wanted to hurt myself, but I couldn't do that to myself or my friends. I'm just wondering... why would you make us suffer with you?"

We just sat in silence for a while. I was the on who broke it, "So... why are you up this late?"

She smiled "I would ask you the same question, but I think I already know the answer."

"Well, I don't know your answer."

She sighed "If you must know, I come here all the time. I love the night... and it's so peaceful."

I laughed and she looked at me weird. "It's just, you hav never been caught? Brown normally knows-"

"Oh he knows. He just said that if I don't cause any trouble, I can come down whenever I wanted to. And if you would excuss me, I'm going to try to sleep for what's left of the night." She started to walk away.

"Hey!" I jumped up and ran over to her. "Thanks..." And I gave her a hug, which she returned.

"You're welcome. I'll see you later. I know Mitchie is excited to see you, so expect a partner down to breakfast."

I walked the opposite direction as her. And frowned. What am I doing with my life?

Well there you go! Please R&R and give me any feedback or ideas you might have!