Disclaimer: I own none, only Casey. I may not even own the plot which may be owned by Ivorycat (read her stories, they're good!). She also may be writing for this, so look out for her input. Joss, the insane god he is, owns the whole cast of characters you see, save again, for Casey, she is mine.

Attention: Look, there will be talk of, if not seen, cases of child abuse from Holtz. This happens because in my time line, Holtz took much of his anger out on Casey, and some out on Connor. But Connor was the favorite child of the two. More about that later. There also may be instance of corporal punishment. I would like to inform people that child abuse and corporal punishment are two different things. Corporal punishment will only happen when there is need for it to happen, and it will always be done in a loving environment.

Author's Note: I am going to try and put my teenage characters though what normal teenagers go through. That may be bad grades, idiot teachers, sexual harassment, drugs, alcohol, and that such. Some may be embellished a little, but guess what? If they are, that's because I have yet to experience them in my high school. Now don't say that I make this some kind of soap opera, because quite frankly, life is one.

Summery: When a Night of fun turns drastically wrong, whose to blame?

Chapter Nine: A Friend

Casey's mouth curved into a nasty pout as she left the restaurant where she just saw Connor. He was such a screw up! Why couldn't he take it like a man and let her make her exit, but no, he had to leave and make Angel come after her for playing music while Connor was doing homework. As if it was that loud! Hello, it was just supposed to be background noise!

Gritting her teeth, she numbed her tongue by sucking on ice chips continually. She had also taken Aleve about fifteen minutes before hand and in the next five minutes she would not feel a think in her mouth.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I don't know your dad, but with what you tell me, he'll kill you when he finds out," Lissa said as they walked along.

"But I'm Daddy's little princess. I don't do stuff like that. That's Connor's job," Casey grinned as she popped another ice chip into an already cold mouth.

"You give him such a hard time. Shouldn't you just lay off of him?' Lissa asked.

Casey sighed an exaggerated sigh, "He's not only a boy, he's a brat. But let's not forget he's totally ignorant as well."

Lissa shrugged. Casey always put down her twin. It was some stupid rivalry between the two that make she had no part of. Thank god she didn't have a sibling around her age to fight with.

"Here we are. Look, we go in, get it done. Chris said he would do this because he's not pissed off at me and he can get paid. Of course if our parents found out he was doing this, they'd have his head/ They day that they're determined to have a normal child," Lissa sighed.

"Oh, is your mother pregnant?" Casey cracked, her speech slightly slurred.

Lissa gave her friend a friendly shove into the place where Lissa's brother worked. If Casey wanted to do what she was planning on doing, the sooner they did it, the better. And the sooner they could get back into the safe part of town.

They left within thirty minutes, both Casey and Lissa silent. As they headed towards the better section of town, Lissa found herself pulled into the line for the club 'Moonlight &'. Sighing, she let it happen.

As they walked in, Casey walked right onto the dance floor, since she was always one to be in the center of things. She probably wanted to show off as well. Lissa went off to the side, suddenly shy.

"Hey beautiful," a smooth voice was carried to her ears.

Turning around, she saw a guy in his late teens standing in front of her. "Who, me?" Lissa asked as she pointed to herself. The guy nodded and Lissa blushed as the guy walked over to her.

"Your eyes shine, even in this dark light," the guy said, his words sounding like poetry to Lissa's ears.

"Do you want to go out and talk. It's rather dark in here," Lissa offered her hand and the guy took it.

"How rude of me, my name is Gene," the guys said as he raised her hand to his lips and kissed it.

"Gene, you're cold," Lissa commented.

"Gene just grinned, "Why don't you come and warm me up?" Lissa giggled as the two walked out.

Unbeknownst to the happy couple, two pairs of eyes watched as they exited.

As the two walked towards the entrance, Casey disentangles herself from her current dancing partner and went after them. She had never seen the guy before so that only increased the danger warning on her internal danger meter.

As the couple walked outside, Lissa felt Gene's grin on her hand tightened as he pulled her into the alley. She gulped, she had heard of crimes like this. The criminals lured the victims into an alley, raped and then killed the person. This did not look good.

"You're so pretty, so pretty," Gene breathed into her ear and then onto her neck.

"Let go of her!" Casey shouted from the front of the alley. Running towards the pair, she held a stake in the air.

Gene threw Lissa to the side and went for Casey instead. Unsteady on her own two feet in the small space, Casey somehow managed to avoid the demon, but in the process lost her stake. Tripping, she fell into a pile of boxes, landing on her back, the breath knocked out of her. Gene stood over her, gloating about how he was going to bag two for the price of one. Suddenly a look of pure horror came across his face before he exploded into a pile of dust.

"I think you dropped this," a guy stood over her, Latin, with dark hair cropped short. His leather duster was long, and brushed his kneecaps, it was dirty with dust and grime.

"Thanks," Casey said as he stood up.

"You might want to take a look at your friend, she looks pretty shook up," he smiled as he walked to the front of the alley.

"Wait, who are you!" Casey called after him.

"Charlie, I'm a friend. I'll be around," he called back, and he was gone.

Casey then remembered about Lissa, shaking the thoughts about the strange guy, she hurried towards her friend.

"What, what happened?" Lissa asked as she looked up at her friend.

Casey looked at her darkly, "You just entered my world.

Authors Note 2: I know, it's slightly dragging, but look forward to what's coming up next, lots of teenager angsty goodness!