Title: I Never Cried

Author: Chozen Rogue

E-mail: wesleyz_gurl@yahoo.com

Rating: R

Content: Gil/OC, Gil/Cath; hints for Nick/Sara

Summary: Gil's life my way!

Disclaimer: Not mine, though I wish the 4 boys, Gil, Nick, Warrick, and Greg were!

Archive: Take it if ya want it but ask please!

Feedback: It's my 1st CSI fic and I want to know if it sucks or if it's good

Author's Note: Ok, this is my little twist on Gil's life; I'm starting off when he's 16 and going on from there. Sorry if it's hard to understand, just bear with me! Oh, it is also very dark and depressing. So, if that's not your thing, then run, run away!

(((((( Cars, Girls, Tears and Light

The morning light shown brightly through the open blinds, falling upon a sleeping boy's face. His face quickly turned into a grimace as he pulled the covers over his head.

"Mmm." He snuggled further into sleep as the covers closed out the light.

Though as quickly as the darkness enveloped him, the covers were snatched backwards by a redheaded woman, who did not seem to care that the boy was only in his boxers. "Gil, honey?" The boy turned over and dug his head under the covers. "Gil, get up, your gonna be late!"

Gil Grissom looked up at the woman and blinked back sleep, "Well, a good morning to you too, Lily."

Lily Hammock, raised an eyebrow, and turned and walked out of the room, mumbling something about today's youth. Gil shook his head and yawned.

He raised himself out of bed and stretched. He looked out his window, that showed their street and saw some kids trading drugs. He shook his head in disgust and turned to his bathroom. Why did kids do that to themselves and why did it have to happen outside his window?

He entered the bathroom and looked into the mirror and grimaced. He was now the proud owner of shiner. It looked better than it did yesterday though; it was now turning yellow around the edges and the swelling of his eye had also gone down too. How could Lily have missed this? She probably hadn't though, she always noticed but Gil was looking at the big picture: she had respected his privacy. It wasn't like it was the first time. Gil laughed ruefully at the thought of that.

No, it was defiantly not the first time Gil Grissom had had a black eye.

Sometime later he exited the bathroom with a fresh pair of pants and hair that was a wet mass of curls. He opened one of his drawers and pulled out a shirt. It was a dark-green t-shirt. He looked at the clock and ran both of his hands through his hair getting all the knots that had formed in it. He grabbed his book-bag and a light hooded jacket, and headed downstairs.

Flying down the stairs, he dropped his bag causing it to slide to the door. He didn't seem to noticed though as he flew into the kitchen. When he entered it, he found his mother cooking and Lily reading a newspaper.

He walked over to his mother, while she pointed to egg and cheese taco lying next to her. He grabbed it and tapped her shoulder to make her look at him. "Thank you," he made sure she had smiled before he kissed her cheek. He sat down the taco and signed, [I'll be home late, so don't wait up, I'll fix me something to eat.]

[And why are you going to be late?]

[Billy wanted me to run by and check something out for him, don't worry.]

She nodded and kissed him goodbye. He smiled and grabbed his taco on the way to the door. He opened it and yelled a goodbye to Lily, then shut the door.

Still inside the kitchen Lily and Samantha Grissom traded looks and both of them knew they had both noticed his eye.

A few hours later Gil was standing at his locker. It was class time but he had a pass and an autopsy waiting for him. He opened his locker and looked into it, finding the book he needed he reached right as his locker was slammed shut by a hand. Sadly, it slammed on his arm.

Gil yelled in pain and quickly pulled it out of the locker. Then somebody grabbed his t-shirt and through him into the lockers across the hall. He hit them and losing his balanced, slid down them. He cradled his arm, as a shadow towered over him, "Hey Gil! What up? I see your being weak as normal, and me. Well me, I've been fucking that girlfriend of yours!"

Gil slowly raised his eyes to look into the eyes of Jasper Kane, and his lackeys: Simon, Diego, and Freddie. Gil leaned his head back against the lockers, "Hey Guys, what do you want now?"

Jasper grabbed Gil's shirt and hauled him up off the floor and pushed him into the lockers, "Gil? Shut-up! All we wanted to know was why you aren't in your precious classes. So why aren't you?"

"I have a pass!" Gil tried to pull him off, but all he got was Freddie's fist in his ribs. Gil grimaced.

"Oh! Come on Gilly, you know I don't like smart-asses." And just to prove his point, Gil got his fist in his stomach. Gil doubled over as the bell rang and students started to fill the halls, they all stopped when they saw Jasper holding up Gil, who was obviously in pain Jasper whispered in Gil's ear, "See ya around Ghost." And with that Jasper dropped him and swaggered down the hall, high-fiving his lackeys and some guys and even some girls.

As soon as Gil sunk to his knees, the students started on their way, just as though nothing had happened. Some passed Gil with smirks and snide comments, some looked on at him in pity, and some even seem to be oblivious to him.

Though nobody had ever not noticed him. It was known though out the school that he was the smartest out of all of them. Girls secretly swooned over him, and guys envy him. Though nobody ever hung with him, for they were to scared of what Jasper would do. And so he became the Ghost of the school, noticed but seemly unnoticed, except.

Except for Rebecca Lowell, who was Jasper's girlfriend, and the most popular girl in school, and. And Gil's best friend. And for this reason was alone the reason why Jasper hated him. For he knew that Rebecca would leave him in a second for Gil, but for some strange reason she never had.

And now it was her who came flying down the hall, red hair billowing behind her. She grabbed Gil's bag and opened his locker. Going as fast as she could, she gathered his books, and slammed his locker shut. She had to get him out of here. She crossed the hall and hauled Gil to his feet, whispering that it was she and to follow her and keep his head down.

She got him outside in the school's front lawn and made him sit on the stairs leading to the school's entrance. They sat there for a few moments before she cupped his cheek and forced him to look at her.

She gasped as she saw his black eye and a small dribble of blood that was coming from his mouth. He wiped his mouth with sleeve, smearing blood on the dark-green shirt. And when his eyes met hers, they were empty, "Thanks for," he pointed inside.

She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. She was about to reply, when a car horn honked, and a man called his name. He smiled and said he would call her tonight. Her eyes filled with tears as she watched him get into the car.

As though in a few hours he wouldn't have bruises.

Bleeding now I'm

Crying out I'm

Falling down and I'm

Feeling nothing like

Laughing now I'm

Stopping now I'm

Reaching out and I'm

Feeling nothing
Yeah, you have created a rift within me

Now there have been several complications

That have left me feeling nothing

I might say, you were wrong to take it from me

Left me feeling nothing

~~~~~~~~~A/N: So, how did I do? Please hit the little button that says Review and we'll see if it's worth writing more. ~~~~~~~~~~~