The following day, Susan and Britney walked up to Kaitlin's house to see how she was doing. Kaitlin opened the door and looked at both of them.

"She's my cousin," Susan said.

"How are you doing?" Britney asked. Kaitlin shrugged.

"Can you talk?" Susan asked. Kaitlin shook her head. "It's because of yelling and crying and being sick from crying, right?" she asked. Kaitlin nodded and let them in.

"We were worried about you," Britney said, "I was shown an amazing video of you dancing. Do you think you can come and dance for me?"

Kaitlin shook her head after she sighed.

"Why? You're amazing," Britney told her.

"I don't care," Kaitlin managed to say. "I quit the day that Luke drove…" Kaitlin trailed off and looked at the cousins.

"Before Luke what?" Susan asked.

Kaitlin shook her head and walked away. She didn't want to talk about the accident just yet. Britney and Susan just left.

BRADIN

Bradin sat around a fire with his friends. He stared at the flames as they got bigger. He held a beer in his hands. Everyone around him was having a great time.

"Yeah, Kaitlin!" someone yelled causing Bradin to get distracted from his thoughts. He stood up and walked over to where the crowd of people were. He saw Kaitlin dirty dancing with Tanner, and it was dirty, dirty dancing. His jaw dropped. He squeezed through the crowd to get a good look at Kaitlin. She was drunk. Bradin ran up to them and dragged Kaitlin away.

"What the fuck?" Tanner asked.

"She's drunk," Bradin said, "How much did she drink?"

"I don't know. She came onto me," Tanner said.

Bradin dragged Kaitlin away from the party. "How much did you drink?" he asked her once they were alone.

"I don't know," she giggled as she played with his shirt.

"Stop it," he said pushing her away, "Why did you drink? You would never do something like this. What would Luke think?"

"He wouldn't care," she said taking the beer out of hid hands and drinking it. He took it back from her. "What's your beef?" she asked.

"You're drinking because you're upset over the accident," he told her, "Luke wouldn't want you doing this."

"Luke's a bitch," she said reaching for the bottle. Bradin moved it away from her.

"How could you say that about someone that has cared for you and cared about every action that you made?" he asked her.

She grabbed the bottle from him.

"Do you want to turn into someone who is drunk and then drives a car and kills someone just like that driver did to Luke?" he asked.

"There was no other driver!" she screamed, "I told you before there was only one car!"

"I don't believe you," he said.

"Read the papers! Ask Luke's parents! There was no drunk driver! They covered it up so no one knew Luke's secret! Now stay out of my life!"

She walked away drinking the beer. Bradin watched her and saw her fall to the sand. He ran up to her and knelt down next to her.

"Kait," he said softly taking her into his arms. She was out. He picked her up and took her home.

MORNING

Kaitlin woke up with a serious killer headache. She didn't remember anything that happened the previous night. She looked around at the surroundings. She was in her room. She heard something open and looked to find her mother walking into the room with a cup in her hand. She sat on the bed and handed it to her.

"You got drunk last night," she said, "Your friend Bradin brought you home. He told us everything that happened last night. What has gotten into you?"

Kaitlin placed her face back into her pillow ignoring the question that her mother asked.

"Is this about Luke?" she heard her mother ask.

"It shouldn't matter," Kaitlin said.

"Yes it should," her mother said, "You are going to see a doctor. And, you are grounded."

"Fuck that shit!" Kaitlin yelled, "I'm not going to listen to you or do anything that you tell me to do. You don't control my life."

"If you live under this roof, you will follow everything that your father and I say."

"You will have to kill me first to get me to do that," Kaitlin said getting up. Once she was up, she fell to the floor. She was lightheaded. She used the bed as support to help her stand up. She walked to her dresser, picked out some clothes, and headed to the bathroom to shower.

She stood in the shower and let the water hit her body. It felt so good and made her feel clean and better. She ran her hands over her face to feel the water.

She finished showering, dried off, and put her clothes on. She walked back to her room to put her dirty clothes in a basket that she would take to the laundry room. As she walked in the room towel drying her hair, she saw Bradin sitting on her bed. He looked up at her from his hands.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Do you not get it? I care about you," he said.

"You don't know me. How can you care about someone that you know shit about?"

"I do know you," he said, "Luke always talked about you."

She covered her ears at the name of Luke. She heard Bradin try to talk to her again. "La la la la la la," she said so she wouldn't hear him.

"Listen to me!" he yelled taking her hands off of her ears, "You need to know something about Luke, something that he never told you!"

"And how would you know?" she yelled back.

"I talked to his parents. They were too scared to show you these," he said throwing papers at her the way that she did once to Erika.

"Fuck off," she said pushing away from him.

"Read them," he demanded, "You really need to see the real Luke."

"I know the real Luke! I don't need to read the papers! I know his secret! He was suicidal!"

"What?" Bradin asked. "That wasn't what I wanted you to read about," he told her.

Kaitlin looked at Bradin with confusion. Luke was hiding something from her all of these years. She took the papers and began to read the first piece. Bradin watched her as she read Luke's secret. He saw her begin to break down and sit on her bed covering her mouth. He sat down next to her. He looked at the papers and saw them begin to shake. The papers fell out of her hands onto the floor. Bradin took her hands into his and held them.

"Just because he wanted it," he began, "doesn't mean it should happen. You're right about him. He is a bitch."

"He… he…" she stuttered but couldn't finish.

"Kaitlin," Bradin said, "ignore that. You shouldn't die."

Tears escaped her eyes. She couldn't believe what Luke wrote. Her wet hair fell in front of her face as she leaned forward. She felt Bradin move his hands and wrap his arms around her and hold her with a tight grip.

"Calm down," he told her.

"How can I calm down when he wanted me dead?" she cried.