A/N: Okay, I think I'm spoiling the crap outta you guys now. :P But since I might not be home Monday or Tuesday, I decided to post it up today because all of you were so nice to review:) My weekend kind of turned into a downer since I can't goto the Cards game later today, but all's good, I'm still going to the one on the 18th with my aunt (who has breast cancer, so I'm giving her a gift :)). And if anyone caught the Live 8 performances yesterday, weren't they awesome!

m47e47l: Thank you for the music choices! Once I listen to them/find lyrics/smile happily (:P) they'll be used! Oh yeah, Noah could be bitch slapped soon, with writing nowadays, you never know what to expect. ;)

Another language warning...So yep, expect it.

Depending on if I get back, another chapter will be in either Tuesday or Wednesday. More reviews definitely Tuesday (also if I'm even home, I'm gonna be with my cousin taking care of him for the day).

But for now, enjoy this chapter! And have fun tomorrow on the FOURTH! Don't burn down your houses, ya hear? ;)

Sydney had finally stopped crying after twenty minutes, but she still sat in the grass, her knees brought up to her chest as she stared at the sky. Her world had practically collapsed in about an hour. She told the man she was quickly falling for the truth, and a look she couldn't even bear to see on his face, then finding out the awful truth about her boyfriend. The lying, cheating scum that didn't even deserve to have her heart in the first place. Now she knew everything, and her friends had been right, of course.

"Syd."

She turned around and squinted, the sun going right into her tear-filled eyes. She finally caught a glimpse of Michael once she could see clearly again. "Michael," The tears started to flow again.

"Oh God," He mumbled, sitting down in the grass next to her and wrapping a secure arm around her shoulder. She didn't mind, as she rested her head on his shoulder. He could feel the tears landing on his chest, but he didn't give a damn about that. All he cared about was Sydney's feelings.

"I can't believe it," She finally spoke up after minutes of crying. "I should've known, I should have trusted Francie, trusted my friends. But no, every time they told me about Noah, I'd just block out what they were saying and listen to what I wanted, what I needed, and I guess in my messed up mind, it was him."

"Sydney," He lifted her chin up slowly, making sure he had eye contact with her. "You can do much better than him. He is just a lying bastard, and I swear if I ever meet this guy he will never hurt you, and I promise you that."

She smiled between sniffs, trying to maintain her composure. "I fell for it; I fell for his fucking charm. He would be the only person that would listen to me," With that statement, the tears started up once again as she put her head on his shoulder.

"Sydney, it's not your fault. He just lured you into a false sense of security. Do not, please, don't think that it's your fault for that."

"Okay," She mumbled, as he wiped away her tears.

"Damn, is there some fricking party here or something?" Noah mumbled as he came up to Sydney's house. He parked his car on the street, getting out and slamming the car door shut, before walking up to the front door and knocking loudly. He was met a few seconds later by Irina.

"Noah, I thought you had to work," She said, but he interrupted, pushing her aside and going through the house to the backyard door. He froze, not even noticing Eric, Will, Francie and Nadia in the pool, but the two people sitting in the grass. He definitely recognized Sydney, but not the other person. He sighed in frustration, before opening the door.

"Sydney!" He shouted loudly, walking straight to where they were.

"Oh no," She mumbled, and that was all Michael needed to hear. He straightened Sydney, and in one quick movement he was on his feet.

Noah skidded to a stop as he noticed who the guy was, the one from the game, the one who Sydney kissed. "You sick fuck, what the hell are you doing with my girlfriend."

"Your girlfriend?" Michael asked, getting right up in Noah's face. This time he talked to where Sydney couldn't hear. "What about your other girlfriend, Noah? Is she waiting back at your place?"

"What in the hell are you talking about?" Noah backed away, trying to punch Michael, but failed when he easily ducked.

"You know the one at security gate yesterday?" Will said as he got out of the pool.

"I came home this morning, and you guys know it."

"Right, then why were we waiting for you while your tongue was practically down some other girl's throat?" Will growled, he was about to put his ideas from earlier in the morning into action.

"Will!" Francie shrieked, smacking herself upside the head. Sydney heard the whole thing, not even daring to turn around as she was in tears again.

"What the hell, that was my cousin! And no, it was a kiss on the cheek!"

"Right, explain this you bastard," Will said, showing him the picture. Noah's expression changed, from anger to the deer-in-the-headlights look that had been known to come from cheating boyfriends and husbands.

Sydney by this time, had enough, as she got up, garnering everyone's attention as she walked straight at Noah.

"Baby, please, let me explain," Noah pleaded.

Sydney glared at him as she took the last steps, and then struck her fist right into his jaw, as he fell down onto the ground. She got on top of him, pinning him down as she grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"I swear if you ever decide to show your fucking face around here, then this will be ten times worse. I know the truth, why'd you do it? Taking me for granted?" She stopped, holding back tears. "For the sick pleasure of knowing you can play me? No one, absolutely no one gets around hurting me," She ended, sending him one final blow, right to his eye. "Now get away from my house," She commanded, getting off of him as she crossed her arms over her chest, watching him stagger up.

"You'll-You'll pay for this," He said, the words barely able to escape his mouth before Michael sent a punch right to it. Noah fell over again, this time crawling as he tried to stand.

"Don't even step into my house," Irina warned as she walked outside, she wasn't too pleased from what he did to her just a bit ago.

Noah looked at her, before stalking away towards the gate, opening it and leaving quickly.

Sydney looked to Michael, who was rubbing his knuckles from the blow. "Vaughn."

"I told you," He said, stopping to look at her and smile. "I'll never let anyone hurt you."

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Sydney sat staring at the notebook she had in her hand. It was now Sunday, the day before school started. Six days had passed, and besides the hockey games, she didn't go out, so everyone migrated over to the house for the whole week. Finally, after the whole week was over, complaints were coming out from the guys and Francie that they had to go home for at least an hour. Which lead to where she was now, listening to the radio, Gwen Stefani's "It's My Life" flowing out of the speakers. She placed her feet on the desk, leaning back her chair as she put her pencil to paper, trying to think of something to draw. The only thoughts were of Michael, and still of Noah. Ever since that Monday she was thinking of at least a million ways of killing him.

The worst part, though, was that she would have to deal with him at school.

"Sydney!"

The shouting of Nadia made Sydney scream, falling completely over in her chair. "Shit, Nadia! Want to scare me just a little bit more?" She cried out and stood up, grabbing the chair and placing it in its position.

"I would, but everyone's going to the movies, you in?" The grin showed on her face from her previous accomplishment just seconds ago. It was a hard task to scare Sydney Bristow, and Nadia finally did.

Sydney sighed, taking a seat on the bed. "Nah, I'm going to stay home."

"Okay, Syd," Nadia said, walking over to Sydney and sitting next to her. "You're like, scaring everybody. You've done nothing but sit around the house; thanks to me you actually had human interaction when everyone came over for like, the whole week."

"Well when your boyfriend cheats on you, everything changes just a little bit," Sydney hissed out.

"That doesn't mean you need to end your social life," Nadia commented, and stood abruptly, grabbing Sydney's arm and pulling her up. "Come on, you are going."

Sydney growled, and nodded slowly. "Fine, I'm going to go take a shower."

"Meet me downstairs in an hour," Nadia said as she heard knocking at the door. "They're here! Move fast, sis."

"Whatever," Sydney growled, going to her bathroom and slamming the door shut. Nadia looked at the door, before turning to the notebook Sydney dropped, and opened it, flipping a few pages back, and began to read.

'I can't believe it. Why don't I listen to my friends, and hell, my family even? I'm thinking of taking Will's advice now when he told me about his fifty ways to kill Noah, or make him wishing he was dead. I think I've multiplied that list now to at least a thousand. Words cannot even describe how much I hate that fucking man, but the bruises he probably has on his face do just a little.

And Vaughn, he's so nice. The polar opposite of Noah, thank God. And when he punched Noah, I think I figured out something that I wouldn't have written down until now: I am falling bad for Michael Vaughn. And by the way when I told him I had a 'boyfriend', he felt the same exact way for me. He has to be the sweetest guy ever, especially when he just let me cry on his shoulder for what felt like years. I hope something happens between us, but not too soon, I just hope he'll understand that.'