Title: And Then There Were Two
Author: TWBasketcase
Disclaimer: I do not own the Breakfast Club or any of its characters that I use.
A/N: Wow that was quite a response! I go from getting hardly any reviews to all these wonderful ones! You guys really are great and now my muse is going over drive on this story. I really am having a great time writing it, and you guys make it that much more fun! So anyways, thanks a bunch to YellowGuitarPick817, Moonjava, KushelKitten (from the beginning!), Twitch in my Eye, Mara-Rabb, and most of all DarkoBender who gets me feeling good when I read her reviews and is probably the most faithful reader of this story. Thanks again guys. Lots of angst in this chapter so here we go!

Chapter 10 – Finding the Girl

I pushed my way through the crowd of onlookers in search of Allison; my heart was racing and I wanted nothing more than to just know she is okay. I don't care if she doesn't want to talk to me, I don't care if she wants to hit me or even kill me for that matter, I just need to know that she is alright; and if she needs me to kick that slime ball's ass again then I will. I feel so fucking guilty right now; I should have fucking stopped her from coming…I should have god damned kidnapped her if I had too. I knew what he was like and I let her come!

There was a fairly large crowd gathered around the bedroom; in fact it was so large that it had taken over the entire main hallway of the house. I wonder how people can honestly sit around entertained while this shit goes down. I feel like I'm gonna be sick. I stumbled through the living room and still there was no Allison. My hair was soaked and it was matted over my forehead as the sweat dripped off its ends and into my eyes. I must have looked like a god damned serial killer but I didn't give a shit. I had to keep looking.

I turned the corner from the living room and entered the kitchen. The room was trashed with beer bottles and pizza boxes. The table and counters were cluttered and there wasn't a person in sight. I noticed at the end of the kitchen behind the fridge was a stairwell – which more than likely led to the basement.

I took the stairs in threes, almost killing myself on the way down. It was a finished basement with a red and brown carpet and what looked to be quite a few rooms. There was the main room – it had some weight sets a TV and a sofa. There was a guy and two broads fooling around on the floor, but no Allison. I was starting to wonder if she was even still here…fuck I should have never let her come!

I made my way through the room towards a small hallway. Just as I was about to open the first door when Jackie had come out of a room – about two rooms over from the one I was standing in front of. She looked up at me with wide eyes and a frown; it was a mixture of sadness, anger, and shock.

"Jackie…have you seen my friend…ya know…the short one, lotsa hair, and dresses in black…she was with fuckwad…" I was stammering in nervousness, which was a little unlike me but whatever.

She raised her eyebrows in half confusion half amusement and raised her hand cutting me off, "Relax, Johnny, shit! I got her okay! I was just coming to find ya."

"Well where the fuck is she…lemme see her…" I tried pushing past her but she raised her hand to my chest and cut me off. I furrowed my brow in confusion and looked down to her.

"Hold up, dude!" She hissed, "I told ya I was coming to find ya! She's pretty shocked…she was crying a lot and then she passed out. She's layin' down right now…I wanted to talk to ya before you went to see her and take her home."

My eyes widened and I opened my mouth to protest but reconsidered. "Well, spit it out…what do ya wanna talk about?"

She narrowed her eyes at me, "John you know just as well as I do that I know how she feels…that fuckwad did the same shit to me." She paused. She was right though except hers was worse; she had been drinkin' with Dez and got a little too drunk. When she was half passed out Dez did the same thing…except no one had been there to help Jackie until it was too late. That was like eight months ago. I didn't honestly think that he would go this far with Ally for the simple reason that Ally wouldn't be drinking. He always took advantage of chicks when they were real fucked up, but never sober. I nodded my head and looked down to my feet when she continued talking again, "She's gonna be real fucked up over this, you know. So she's gonna want her space."

"She was pissed at me before this happened because she thought I was trying to hold her back from havin' a good time. Now I feel like I wanna blow my head off for not stopping this!"

She put her hands on her hips and smirked in typical Jackie fashion, "What the fuck are you talking about, Johnny? You did stop it! Who the fuck knows what woulda happened if you didn't show up!"

I rubbed my hands over my face and slumped down the wall until I was sitting on the floor, "She wouldn't listen to me…why the fuck couldn't she believe me!"

She sat down in front of me and took my hands off my face, "You tried, okay? Stop getting' down on yourself! She had no fucking idea and you know how Dez is…he probably said everything right and made her feel like she could trust him…" She trailed off.

"It was because of fuckin' Sporto…she was all sad about Sporto and fuckwad had to come and sweep her off her feet," I could honestly feel the disgust dripping off my own words. I just can't fucking believe I let this happen.

She looked at me totally confused, "Who or what the hell is Sporto?"

I smirked, "Never mind, it's a long story." I looked down at my feet and let out a huge breathe that I had been holding. I rested my head back against the wall and looked at Jackie; she looked real sad that this happened to someone else but I'm so fucking glad she was around to grab Allison in the middle of the fight. If anyone could talk to her about this shit it was Jackie, even if she was a little bit of a drunk.

"You should probably take her home," Jackie said, interrupting my thoughts.

"Huh?" I asked confused, how the hell am I supposed to take her home?

"You need to take her home," she said smacking the side of her head as if saying, 'duh!', "I was gonna crash here tonight so you can take my car…just don't fuck it up, Johnny!"

I nodded my head as she tossed her keys over. I gave her a small kiss on the cheek and stood up. Jackie has been a real good friend of mine since I was about ten. She lives around the block from me and she is a real cool chick. She is probably the only chick I have been friends with for more than six months; I never fucked it up by tryin' to come on to her, she's just always around when I need someone to talk to. She gave me a small smile, "Good luck."

I took a huge breathe before I opened the door and peered inside; she was lying on the bed, completely dead to the world. I stepped closer to her and wiped her hair off of her face. It broke my heart when I looked at her. She had tears stains on her cheeks, and all that black shit she usually uses on her eyes was smudged. Her bottom lip pouted out a bit and she had herself curled in a fetal position. It made me frown; that's how I sleep. I go to bed every night subliminally protecting myself from harm…she shouldn't be exposed to the kind of harm that makes people instinctively defensive.

I let out a sigh and gently shook her arm; she didn't budge. "Allison?" still no answer. "God dammit," I mumbled out loud to myself. I looked around the room and spotted her bag leaning against a dresser, so I picked it up and slung it over my arm. I nudged her again, this time a little harder, "Allison? Wake up."

I sighed loudly when she didn't move; this girl is even difficult when she sleeps! I looked around the room and then snuck my arms under her legs and shoulders; if anyone sees this they would definitely think I went soft! I pulled her up easily and maneuvered myself so I could pull the door open. There was no one in sight down in the basement so I walked slowly to the stairs and took each step carefully. When I got up to the kitchen there was a group of people standing around having a drinking contest; of course just going back to normal as if nothing ever happened. I took a quick right and exited out the side door unnoticed. Through all the movements Allison made no effort to even stir, except to push her face closer into my chest.

Well at least she's comfortable.

I approached Jackie's car and swung the door open, carefully placing Allison into the passenger side seat. I was about to close the door when I saw her shiver out of the corner of my eye. I looked around and pulled off my flannel so I was just wearing an undershirt and threw the shirt over her like a blanket. I closed the door and ran around to the other side of the car so I could get out of here with no interruptions. As I slid into the seat and pushed the keys on the ignition I turned around quickly so I was facing Allison.

"So where do you live?" I asked out loud – sarcasm dripping of course – with a smirk finally realizing that I had no idea at all. I let out a loud sigh of frustration knowing that the only place I could take her may be just as bad – if not worse – than this place.

"God dammit!" I yelled again, smacking the innocent steering wheel. I put the car in reverse to back out of the driveway and drove towards my house.

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When I pulled up the driveway I noticed my dad sitting on the front porch; as soon as he saw the car he stood up and made his way over. Oh great, looks like the shit has to hit the fan already!

I got outta the car to meet him before he noticed Allison in the car, "Hey pop!"

He swung his beer forward as he pointed, "Where did ya get the car, Johnny?"

I blinked, "Uh…it's Jackie's."

He narrowed his eyes, "Well what are ya doin' with Jackie's car, boy?"

"We were at a party and she was drinking…she got too wasted so she told me I could drive it home so that I wouldn't have to walk the long way." I lied easily.

"That so…" He asked raising an eye brow; he pushed past me and approached the car. I quickly followed him.

"Johnny!" He called loudly, even though I was right behind him, "Why is there an unconscious girl in this car!"

I winced; God this must look bad, "Listen Dad…about that…"

He widened his eyes and grabbed me by the collar, "About what boy? What were you thinking about doing to this girl?"

"Keep your voice down, she is sleeping!" I yelled in his face. Big mistake. He gave me a hard open handed slap to the face that made me stagger backwards.

My mother must have heard the arguing because she came running out of the house screeching "Keep it down boys, the neighbors will hear!"

I sighed to myself; could this get any worse?

"The boy here stole a car and he has an unconscious girl in it!" My father hollered.

My ma's eyes widened and she skipped down the steps to get a better look, "Dammit Edward this is Jackie's car…it isn't stolen!" she yelled pointing a finger at him, sticking up for me like she usually does. She walked around the side of the car and looked through the passenger side seat, "Oh dear…" she murmured. I ran up to her as she looked at me with a face full of concern.

"Ma, listen to me please…just here me out…" I started. She folded her arms waiting for an explanation, "This is Allison she is a friend from school. I was at a party and some asshole almost raped her so I kicked his ass and she passed out from shock. She ain't fucked up, I swear." She threw a hand over her mouth and looked back at Ally. My dad folded his arms waiting for me to further explain, "Someone needed to get her home and I was the only person there that she knew, so Jackie let me use her car to get her home."

"Okay, so why the hell is she here then?" My old man asked, not meanly…that's just his way of sounding confused.

"By the time I got her into the car I realized that I had no idea where she lived and she wouldn't wake up when I tried to wake her up…plus after the shit she went through I though I would be nice and not wake her up considering she would probably have a breakdown or somethin'. So I brought her here hoping she could sleep in my bed for the night and I can sleep on the couch…she's in pretty rough shape."

My mouth had tears in her eyes, "Oh my god, Johnny…"

My dad smirked, "Fine, just get her down there…and I swear to god boy you better not doing anything stupid!"

I glared at him, "Dad, I was nice enough to do this you actually think I would do somethin' stupid?"

"Watch your mouth boy!"

My mom stepped in, "Johnny just take your friend downstairs and don't start anything, okay?" I nodded my head and let out a sigh…my family is fucked!

My father walked back up the steps of the porch and sat down on his chair to finish his beer while my mother helped me; she grabbed Ally's bag and I scooped up Ally. We walked through the kitchen and down to the basement to my 'wonderful' bedroom. I set her on the bed gently and looked at my mom.

She gave me a smile, "You really are a nice boy, Johnny. Your father just isn't good at handling some situations."

"No kidding…" I muttered.

She ignored my statement and kept looking at me proudly, "You did the right thing sweetie and I'm proud of you." With that she gave me a kiss on the cheek and went back upstairs.

I grabbed my guitar amp and set it up against the wall so I could sit on it. I looked at the sleeping form on my bed and sighed; if I did the right thing, why am I still feeling so shitty? I watched her breathe for a few seconds more before that guilty feeling came over me again.

This is all my fault.

I could have stopped this.

I let her down.

I hope that she hates me forever.

I told her that I would be her friend and that I wouldn't hurt her. I introduced her to fuckwad and didn't pull more drastic actions to stop her when I knew something bad was going to happen. I'm just as much as a sick fucking asshole as fuckwad is. I pulled my under shirt off over my head and wiped the sweat off my brow with it.

She's gonna wake up tomorrow and scream at me. I shouldn't have brought her here but after letting fuckwad hurt her it's the least I could do. It was least I could do to get her out of that place.

I let out a tired sigh and rested my head back against the wall. For now I will just watch her sleep; my stunning friend can be in peace and if she wants to rip my head off tomorrow then so be it. I deserve it.

TBC

A/N – I really liked the way this chapter turned out…and I hope you guys do too. I will be back with chapter 11 very soon…probably Wednesday. So enjoy this one for now. R&R.