DISCLAIMER: I donot own 7th Heaven or anything related to 7th Heaven. All medical information on this story is either half-truth or completely made up. I am not a doctor. Also, if you are a fan of the happy relationships in 7th Heaven, don't read. Thos story contains a "rebel" who doesn't agree with her family and not so nice language and themes are sometimes used. Thank you. Enjoy! PS: this part contains some characters from another story called D4 from PaUlKaRiYaSgUrL9. She (the author) let me use them. Therefore I don't own them or the characters from the Mighty Ducks. Don't worry, they are just minor players, they will have no impact on the story aside from that they are friends. Also, I'm trying out the POV thing maybe on one part because PaUlKaRiAYaSgUrL9 is helping me as Brooke and that way people know what's her part and what's mine. Tell me what you think.

"Well, after the arguement that we had on Monday about Kay's walking home from school, I realized something. We haven't talked about the situation with Kay's disease and what comes from that. So, your mother and I set up an appointment with a therapist." ...

With that, all three children finally did something together. They groaned in one long sound.

"We're going." Kevin reiterated. "Next Thursday."

Oh, no. Kay thought. That's the first day of rehearsal. Either I skip rehearsal or I tell them that I have practice and have them bring the entire family to see the show.

Chapter 6: Out of character

Finally ungrounded, Kay was able to wake up bright and early Saturday morning to go shopping with Brooke. The two girls always had done this ever since they first met. It was like a back-to-school shopping trip after school started to make sure they were in style. Truthfully, it was mostly for Brooke, being as Kay didn't care for material objects all that much, but they always did it together.

At the Glenoak Mall the two girls stopped in at their favorite stores: Hollister, Weathervane (Brooke), Hot Topic, Sears (Kay) and H&M (both). Three hours and 256 dollars later, they stopped into the Food Court.

"So, why exactly have you uber-moody all day?" Brooke asked after they had gotten some salads.

"I haven't been moody. I think I've been rather cheerful for having just spent the entire fucking afternoon following you around." She spat back.

"See? Moody. What's wrong?"

"My stupid parents think I need counseling so every Thursday we have to go to family freaking counseling!" Even though she didn't yell, Brooke could tell that her friend was very upset.

"Kay, you do."

"What?"

"There is something wrong in your brain. Your family has avoided it for so long they have subconsciously made you believe that you are different and therefore not as good. Why do you think that you're so jealous of your brother and sister? They made you believe you're not worth it by refusing to deal with the issue." Brooke said, keeping her tone firm but gentle. She knew what was about to happen. Kay was not the person to take advice lightly.

"You really think you know me, don't you? You know nothing." Kay got up from her seat and starting walking away. She turned back and said, "I'll find my own way home," before exiting the food court.

Brooke was left there, sitting in the middle of the rather large, very packed food court with two trays of salad in front of her. She had expected Kay to run away. That's what Kay does best, she thought. Run away.

Kay could feel the hot tears starting to fall from her eyes, but she pushed them back as far as she could. Holding her head high, she started for the mall exit. How could she say something like that? She wondered. She's supposed to be my best friend, she's supposed to be there for me and stick up for me. But no, she has to be her stupid selfish self. I hate her. With that single thought, she could not fight back the tears any longer and they came flooding from her eyes. Not wanting to attract any attention, she lowered her head and walked more quickly out the door. Once she reached the parking lot, she made for the pay phone around the corner. Without warning, she bumped straight into a figure turning that same corner the other way. The force of the collision sent her to the pavement, where she scraped the bottom of her hand.

"Ouch." She said trying to see the stranger in the darkness of the shadows.

"Sorry," a male voice said, apparently from the stranger. "Here let me help you." He reached down a hand and waited her Kay to grab hold of it.

Even though her parents had always warned he of strangers, she did not exactly want to follow what they said at the moment and put her uninjured hand in his and let him pull her up. She brushed her pants off before looking at him. Now that she was more in his line of vision, she could see him better. He had dangerous looks, not Michael Ross dangerous, more like a James Dean. Actually, he looked strangely just like James Franco, who played James Dean in a film about him. "Umm... Thanks for helping me up." She said, staring at him.

"No, I knocked you down. There is no need to thank me." He said, giving her a smile. All thoughts of Brooke, her family, her problems just swept away with that smile. "My name is Evan, what's yours?" he said, holding he hand out once more.

"Umm… Rachel… Moore." She said, not quite knowing why she lied. She took his hand again, shook it weakly and brought her hand down again.

"Well, hello Rachel." Evan said, checking her out. "So, what is a fine girl like you doing here all alone?"

"Actually, I'm just gathering together some stuff for my new place." She lied. Truthfully, she did not even know where the lies came from but she couldn't stop. She wanted to lie to him, she wanted him to like her, and she really wanted him to take her pain away.

"Really? Well, you know, you could always stop at my place to see what kind of stuff that a cool place needs. You know, a fridge, a couch, a bed." Evan scooted next to her very close, running his hand over her arm.

If my parents could only see me now, she thought before saying, "Well, maybe I should" in her sexiest voice.

"My car is over there," he said pointing to a red camaro in the second row. "Let's take a ride." He grabbed he hand and starting leading her to his car.

Kay started to hesitate, remembering the countless stories of rape and murder she had heard on the news and from her dad. Several of them had started the way this had. But at the moment, she didn't care. Reckless abandon had taken over and she was prepared to suffer the consequences. He turned back to her, questioning her halt with his eyes. She looked at him for a moment longer, muttered a "fuck it" and walked with him to his car. They got in and drove off, seconds before Brooke came out of the mall.

She had waited 10 minutes before going after Kay. She knew that she needed some time to calm down before she would be semi-reasonable. After the 10 minutes, Brooke followed the direction she had seen Kay go in. Since it was basically the only way out, she knew just wear to go. Undoubtedly, Kay would go for the pay phone to call one of her uncles, most likely Matt, for a ride home. But when she reached the outside of the mall, no one was there. In the distance she could see a few cars leaving. A black one and a red one were the closest, but she didn't recognize either one from any of the cars that Kay's family had. Maybe she's in the bathroom or maybe she just walked to the other side of the mall. I gave her enough time to do that.

Brooke decided that she had better just make sure she wasn't still in the mall, so she looked around for a bit. After she couldn't find her, she called her cell and left a voice message that they needed to talk and to call her later. Then she called her boyfriend and told him to meet her later at Mario's Pizza for their date. She had no idea what Kay was really doing. Kay had always been the responsible one about making sure she was okay and not hurt, actually she had run off for several hours where no one knew where she was before. So, why would Brooke think anything was wrong?

Authors Note: I'm so sorry that took so long and is so short. I was really busy with a play that I'm in and school and whatnot. But the play is over. I'm also changing the rating to R next chapter… you'll see why. I'll update by Wednesday the latest. Thanks for reading. Love yeah. Also, Brooke isn't necessarily a bad but since Kay's just left her before she has no reason to think anything bad.