i know, i am horrible. i havent updated in forever, i will try my best to make this chapter long. things have been... busy for the past while, so here i go. and yeah, uhhm, please read and review, summer is coming soon which means (new summerland!) no school, leaving some more time to type, okay? ok :)

Someone

Millions of things flew through Kay's mind. She couldn't believe what had just happened with Tanner. She thought he was a good guy. She trusted him, she cared for him. Maybe he didn't feel the same all along. She felt horribly violated. And she felt like she would have been able to stop him earlier if she had just realized what he was there for. She did her best to be stable as she ran down the beach in the dark, but she felt so dizzy and rushed. She stumbled and fell onto the cold, night sand and took a deep breath.

"What the hell did I do wrong? Why is it always me?" she cried to herself, her long hair falling from it's loose ponytail to cover her face. Did that even make sense to her? True, maybe things were rough sometimes, but always her?

She slowly got up and made her way back to the house, where it seemed none of the lights were on. She sighed and started to head up the stairs, stopping at that coveted stair where Bradin kissed her. Then nothing happened after it. He didn't try to talk to her really, they mainly avoided each other. Had she felt more than what she thought with Bradin? Or did he have a simple crush on another teenage girl? She sighed and continued to trek up the stairs.

She quietly turned the handle on the back door but it was locked. Great. This was just what she needed. She had no energy to climb through any window, so she did what she had to do. She banged on the door. It was a loud bang but was quickly 'shh'ed by someone in the living room. She hoped for it to be someone like Ava, or Susanna. Even Johnny. Not Jay. Or Bradin. She quickly checked her watch as she heard the person fiddling with the locks. 11:48. Not that bad, seeing as Bradin's curfew is 11:30 usually.

A hand grabbed her arm without her realizing and pulled her into the house. A framilar hand, she thought as she peered on. A hand in the family..

"Jay.." she said quietly in a sarcastic way.

"Kay, where the hell have you been? There are rules in this house and you are no exception for them. I want a valid excuse to where you were tonight," he said through his teeth, leading her over towards the couch. She didn't say anything at first. She held back her tears she knew he couldn't see because of the lack of lights.

"I, uhm..., well, ..." she paused. She needed to say something part way believeable.

"If you were out with Tanner, you won't believe what-"

"I was, alright Jay? And I know you are going to go total big brother and ground me forever, and make me take extra shifts and stuff at the shop, and I don't care right now. All I really want is a good night's sleep, if you don't mind," she ended her speech talking really quietly. Jay wasn't even thinking about her feelings right now, all he thought about was Tanner. And how he hated him.

"Whatever Kay, early to rise tomorrow, trust me," and with that he got up, and walked out without saying anything else. No goodnight. No I'm glad you're fine. No I love you. Nothing. Kay let her head hang as she got up and headed to her room. She felt even worse now. Her brother couldn't even face her anymore without showing his true feelings. She wasn't even wanted in their house, that's how she felt.

"All I do is make things worse.. " she concluded as she fell onto her bed, still in her clothes. A single tear fell down her face and she pulled her covers over herself.


"Kay!" a voice boomed from outside her door. Kay quickly perked up, her hair a sticky mess. She looked over at her clock. 6 am? There was a bang at the door.

"Kay, get up!" a voice said as the person opened the door.

"You are supposed to wait until I say you can come in, " she snapped, laying back down on her pillow. Jay looked at his sister and shook his head.

"I am just here," he started to walk over to the window, "To make sure you are awake, " He pulled open the blinds, letting the sun stream through.

"Ahhh, kill me now, " she said, pulling the covers over her face.

"And to tell you, you are grounded. For three days. No leaving the house." and with that, he walked out of her room, slamming the door behind him.

"I can't believe him, I was only what? Twenty minutes late.." she said to herself, sitting up in her bed.

"Yeah, but you didn't call, and you didn't say where you were, leaving you grounded," spoke a voice from her doorway. Bradin, who had slowly opened it peered in on her room.

"Again, you are supposed to knock then I let you in," she sighed in an angry tone, "You can go now, I really don't need this from you,"

"Whatever, are you okay? You look kind of .. tense,"

"I'm fine Westerly, please just let me sleep,"


After a full day of sitting in the house, mainly in her room, Kay had gotten a lot of thinking done. Thinking about her life mostly. It was after dinner now, everyone had headed down to the beach. She desperatly would have wanted to head down with them, to sit in the sand and let the water fall across her feet. But Jay didn't budge about it. She never remembered him being so strict about these things.

She was still thinking as she again sat up in her room. Her life seemed so jumbled and out of place now. Everything felt so wrong. Her parents didn't want her, so they sent her to the states to live with the brother she never kept in touch with anymore. Then she fell into a family where she didn't fit. She was out of place. No one got her jokes, no one really got her. Then there was Bradin. And Tanner. Both causing her to have emotional trauma to go along with everything else.

Why did she feel so horrible about it all? And so sad? It seemed she couldn't please anyone, anywhere she went. She could always go back home. But she knew once she ended up there, her parents would send her away again. Probably to some school. The tears were coming back to her face as she glanced out the window, seeing them all talking and playing around the bonfire on the beach. They don't even care.

She slinked out of her room, and came across some of Ava and Susanna's sewing tools. A pair of sharp scissors came in her view. Something to take away the pain. She grabbed them quickly and held the blade to her wrist. Too obvious. She thought for a moment. No, it would work. She pressed down and thought of wearing long sleeved shirts for a while. 'The weather is getting cooler,'. The blood dropped down her arm as she watched them outside again, a final tear falling down her face. She felt better. Or did she?

(yeah, it may seem kind of harsh, but ive been planning it out, lol. Sorry if that sucked, its not my fault, ahah. R and R and I will love you all. :)