Disclaimer: I do not own Summerland b/c if I did…Hun it'd STIL BE ON AIR! AAAAA! I hate it!

Author's Note: ok sorry took so long but here's the next chapter…and I DEFFENITELLY have the perfect idea! Here we go…

Harsh Words for a Hurt Life

Lindsey and I weren't exactly comfortable with each other quite yet after the kiss but I liked her a lot. Although I didn't understand why she was so withdrawn from us all the time? She never wanted to be around me at some points, and some night she was off skating or whatever she was doing?

I was sitting on my butt at home like I had been doing a lot lately. The phone rang and I picked up. "Hey Brae, want to come with us to a club tonight" my friend James was on the line, he sounded rushed and out of breath.

"Uhh…I don't know" I sat up. "Come on B, there's a bunch of girls there that would LOVE to meet you" I know he was smiling, I smiled but didn't think about the fact of where me and Lindsey were right now and I didn't think about anything else, I needed a good time.

"Ok dude, I'll see you there in a bit" he laughed, "Cool, later" I hung up and ran upstairs to change. "Aunt Ava I'm going out I'll be back later on or I might stay over at James's" I heard Nikki laugh.

"What!" I knew she was going to comment. "Yeah if you're too drunk to come home" I gave her a nasty look and ignored her. Sadly, she was right, I didn't want to expose her to it or if I ended up with some girl or something I didn't want her to see it or know about it.

"Whatever Nik, I'm outta here" I petted her head and ran out the door pulling my jacket over the polo I was wearing. Jumping into the car and found my friends at the club and pulled up there in a matter of minutes.

"Hey Bradin, this is Natasha" a cute brunette girl smiled at me. "Hey Bradin" she winked at me and I smiled back at her. She looked like a typical slut and I didn't like her, at all. She was hott but that was about all.

"Ok well we're going to go grab a drink and you two get to know each other" James said winking at me and grabbing his girlfriend Kylie by the arm. "So you go by a nickname" I asked trying to see if she had any personality to her.

"Tasha, and you?" I shrugged, "Not really I mean with my friends they call me different names but not really" she smiled, "Cool, want to dance" I nodded and took her hand, "Sure"

We went to the dance floor and she came up in front of me and started grinding with me, not saying I didn't like it and that she wasn't a good dancer but I would be more comfortable if Lindsey was here. She turned around and pulling my hand pulled me into a room on the far wall.

"Come on, let's have some real fun" she pushed me onto the bed and started unbuttoning my pants. "Natasha uhh…" she licked her lips and pulled my pants off and started kissing the inside of my thighs. I could barely hold myself up so I leaned back onto my arms. She kissed me on the lips and slid her fingers around the rims of my boxers.

"Natasha, stop seriously" I ordered her; I knew this was really wrong. She didn't listen instead knew I wouldn't do anything to stop her and she was right. I tried to keep from moaning as she gave me head.

After she was done she let me pull my clothes back on and then lay on the bed and pulled me on top of her. "I'm sorry Natasha, I'm not going to sleep with you I have someone I care about and she would never do this" I got up and left the room.

I walked over to the bar and wondering what to do, I figured I'd get a drink and get out of here, I didn't really feel like staying after what happened. Turning around I saw Natasha making out with some other guy. Shrugging it off completely I looked up at the bar where a few dancers came out.

"You're kidding" I groaned. James had tricked me into coming to a strip club and he knew I didn't like this kind of stuff. "James I'm going to kill you" I rolled my eyes and got up to walk out but noticed a familiar girl dancing on the poles. Looking closer my jaw dropped.

"No way!" it was Lindsey. She was wearing almost nothing and was dropping more and more of her clothes. I did want to see her but not like this and not in this type of atmosphere. She saw me and I noticed that she was a little surprised but kept on dancing, and soon the song ended and she got down.

Turning around, I headed back towards the bar and towards her. She didn't stop but I grabbed her arm. "What are you doing here…?" I said sternly and she didn't even turn around but stopped so I let her arm go.

"Nothing that concerns you Bradin" she looked up me, her face was a lot different, her eyes seemed almost bloodshot and she had on so much make up and just didn't look like herself. "…What happened to you…?" I looked at her.

"You didn't ask so I didn't tell you, now can I go because I need some water before I have to go back out and dance" she rolled her eyes moving her feet around a little. Shaking my head I took her hand and then slowly moved her hair away from her face.

"Tell me what's going on Cay" she looked at me and smiled. "Why are you doing this" I asked again. She shook her head and small tears appeared on her eyes. "I have to…" I was taken back by this. "Cay no one HAS to do this!" I told her, more tears appeared.

"I do…it's the only way" I pushed her chin up so she looked at me. "Only way for what Lindsey" she looked away from me and then back again.

"After you came here and left from Kansas, I got raped" she swallowed hard, I didn't know what to think. "Lindsey…" she stopped me. "…The guy got put in jail but I ended up with a baby…and no one will exactly give me a job in a new town" my jaw dropped open.

"This isn't a way" she shrugged, "I know maybe not but if you find another I'll take it" she looked down. "Bradin I don't care about what I'm doing I'm not like some of the girls, I'm not a slut…I just dance" I stopped her this time.

"No you're not a slut but dancing is bad Lindsey" I looked at her, "This kind is anyways" he kissed her on the nose. "Come on…want to talk about it" she shook her head. "No Bradin…I'm busy right now ok" he sighed, "This isn't a way Lindsey" she nodded.

"This is my way and my life…goodbye" I didn't know what to say so she disappeared back inside the building and from any hope I had of getting her to stop.

Walking back home I sat down and wrote down what happened, I didn't really know what to think about this but I knew I needed to stop her, and knew I cared enough to know that she deserved better.

Notes: Have to give credit to the inspiration for this chapter…the song: What Would You Do –City High