A/N: 'Nother chapter! Hurray! Oh yeah, warning: Usage of drugs is mentioned in this chapter, I am not promoting drugs though so don't do 'em. I discourage it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for random students…if any of these students happen to share a name with any OCs you have or is your name or something, it is purely a coincidence.

"Carly, you can't tell me you're not going!" Paige nagged as she came out of her bedroom dressed in a tight green mini skirt, pink tube top, gold heels and her hair long blonde hair in a pleats. Some of her make-up that stood out the most consist of pale blue eye shadow and light pale pink lipstick amongst her other cosmetics.

"Oh, and why not? What's so special about this party anyways?" Carly asked while casually flipping through her magazine.

Paige sat down on her roommate's bed and ogled at Carly with dubiety. "'What's so special about this party?'" Paige quoted in a mocking tone, "You wanna know what's so special about it?"

Carly nodded, slightly befuddled by her friend's reaction.

"Well, I'll tell you what's so special about it, it's going to be the party of the year, that's why!" She exclaimed while tossing her head back and arms up for emphasis.

"Yeah, alright, but why?"

"Why what?"

"Why's it going to be the party of the year…it's just another house party to my knowledge." Carly clarified.

Paige still stared at her like she was dumbstruck, "Because, Travis's parents are away and he's house sitting the mansion, so he's going to be throwing the most outrageous party ever. He's hiring staff for catering, bartending, DJ, and so much more!" Paige explained wildly.

Carly thought for a moment, "Who's Travis again? His name sounds familiar…"

"Um yeah, he's in your calculus class I think…he's also the guy that's dating Rebecca in our World History class…"

"Oh, that Travis! Well, we are kind of acquaints of his, I suppose I'll go…just one condition."

"What's that?" Paige asked eagerly.

"Is Steven going?" She asked while raising a fine brow at her friend.

"I don't think so…but if he is, I don't think we'll see him there…"

Carly sighed with relief, "Good, because you know I can't stand him."

"It's not my fault you dated him…" she trailed off as Carly held her hand up to shush her.

"Please, let us never speak of that again and pretend that never happened." She replied in a serious tone.

Paige shrugged not caring, she wasn't one to dwell on past boyfriends, her philosophy is if a relationship ended, it ended for a pretty damn good reason and there's no point of getting back together because it'll probably end again for the same reason…of course her philosophy didn't always work when it came to other people's relationships, but it worked for her, and that's all that mattered as far as she was concerned…plus she was usually the dumper and not the dumped.

"Anyways, c'mon, go get dressed while I go call Blake to pick us up!" Paige said as she ushered Carly towards her closet and then left Carly to put together an outfit while she contacted Blake.

Carly stared at her wardrobe intently, trying to figure out what she should wear. 'Something nice and casual…but not fancy and formal…nor trashy looking.' After a while she finally settled on a tight black tank top and black and white pinstriped slacks with black leather kitten heels. When she walked out of her bedroom dressed, Paige just gaped at her.

"What?"

"Blackaholic." The blonde merely scoffed.

"Hey, black is a neutral color it looks good on everyone." Carly countered, "Plus it's a slimming color," she added as an afterthought.

Paige just shook her head; "You need some more color in your life."

"I do have other colors!"

"Then why don't you wear them as often, and you should start wearing skirts too, because you have wonderful legs to show off than keep them concealed under pants."

"I can dress myself thank you," She snapped.

"Alright…now your hair…"

"What about it?" Carly thought her hair was fine; it was worn down with her natural waves cascading lightly past her shoulders.

Paige raised an eyebrow, "It needs to be done, that's 'what about it'." She answered as she conducted her to the bathroom and directed her to sit so the blonde could see what she could do with Carly's lush ash brown hair.

"Hmm…" Paige would occasionally say as she fooled around with Carly's hair, pushing her hand through it, holding it together in some places, pulling it back along with other motions she did to see what she could do with Carly's hair. "Trying to find a style that would look good." She murmured to herself. "How about we straighten it?" Carly's best friend suggested.

Carly shook her head, "I don't think we've got enough time,"

"A braid?"

"Not a fan."

"Fine, you're so difficult…oh I know!" Paige grabbed some hair ties and pins, and preceded to put Carly hair in a set loose bun, she kept two strands down to frame her face. "There! Magnificent!"

Carly stared at her reflection and the reflection of her friend blankly. "You know I could've put my hair up like that myself right?"

"Must you complain? Now c'mon, lets wait outside for Blake." Paige barked before heading outside.

Carly followed Paige outside but grabbed a denim jacket before heading out.

Blake arrived not long after and the girls clambered into his car. "Hi girls," He greeted the two, "So are you guys stoked about this party tonight?"

"Me: yeah, Carly: so not up for it." Paige answered simply.

Carly shot her a look, "I didn't say I was a no-go, I wouldn't have come if I was now would I?"

"She's got a point you know." Blake agreed.

"Whatever," Paige simply answered shrugging the issue off.

About fifteen minutes later Blake pulled into the neighborhood where Travis lived. "Alright, his driveways probably packed with cars, so help me find a spot to park," Blake announced to his companions.

Carly and Paige nodded and kept their eyes peeled for a large enough spot for Blake to park, it really was packed. Cars were parked all over the street, in other people's driveways, in lawns, on the side of the rode, some cars were actually boxed in between other cars and Carly wondered how they were going to leave. It took the three of them what felt like forever to find a big enough parking space for the Escalade until Blake finally got fed up with it.

"Damn it, you know what, Carly, Paige, outta the car." He ordered. Carly and Paige exchanged puzzled looks but obligated Blake's wishes. "You girls go to the party, I'll go to another section of the neighborhood and park there."

"No, it's okay, we'll wait for you." Carly offered while Paige shot her a look.

"Fine," Blake said and then drove off to find a less populated area of the neighborhood.

Paige glared at Carly, "What?" Carly asked the blonde, who just continued to give her friend a dirty look.

"Why'd you have to tell him we'd wait for him?"

"What, you wanted to go without him?"

"Well, no, but I really want to party." She whined.

"Keep your skirt on prissy, He'll be back before you know it, besides, this party is going to last well past midnight from the looks of it." Carly answered while glancing over her shoulder at the mansion where many of college kids swarmed. From what she could see, it looked as if they might be having a good time, the music was blaring from the house, she could hear students from the backyard screaming, splashes from the pool, students loitering around and chatting, and loads of other things.

"Oh my god, what is that smell?" Paige said disgusted while suddenly covering her nose to block out the stench.

"What smell–?" Carly started but then a foul scent reached her nose and she followed Paige's suit and covered her nose while fanning the air trying to rid it of its odor.

"Jesus Christ, where the fuck is that awful smell coming from?" Paige asked, "I think I'm going to pass out."

Carly removed her hand from her nose for a second and sniffed the wafted air, "I think someone's doing drugs, maybe a bunch of potheads…or is it weed?"

"Maybe it's crack or coke or meth." Paige offered.

"Regardless there's a bunch of druggies around. So that's where the scent is coming from." Carly answered.

"Stupid burnouts, being such crackheads and potheads, why can't they just smoke their fucking marijuana somewhere else and spare innocent people like us from the nasty stench?" Paige began to swat at the tainted air with a look of disgust.

"Um, maybe because they're drug addicts not a single useful thought processes through their burnt out brain?" Carly offered. "Oh look, Blake's coming back!" She pointed out as she saw his figure approach them.

When the two walked up to him the first thing out of his mouth was, "Alright, which one of you is doing weed?"

"Trust me, it's not us," Paige assured him as they walked towards the front door while squeezing between cars and cramped spaces just to get there.

When they were just about to go in, a random student that was streaking leaped out from behind the hedge and ran in front of the three screaming and crackling like a maniac and going off to disturb others in his birthday suit.

Carly, Blake, and Paige just stood there dumbstruck and speechless. Carly felt that she was growing scarlet with embarrassment after witnessing that epidemic and she glanced at Paige who was equally as red. Blake just stood between the girls slacked jawed.

"Why couldn't it have been a woman streaking, but instead it was a man…" He murmured.

"A fat man…" Carly added with a shudder, completely horrified.

"With his fat bouncing and ding-a-ling waddling around…" Paige described her eyes wide.

"Man, I hope it gets caught on a vine or something…doing somethin' stupid like that; running around naked, then again, I guess I should of expected this when comin' to a party with booze, stupid Freshies are gonna get drunk and do stupid things." Blake mumbled to himself referring to the fact that freshman students and alcohol just don't mix well or they do moronic things, as just proven by the streaker.

"I think I'm partially traumatized…" Carly mumbled to herself in monotone.

"Me too…" Paige concurred.

"Alright ladies, let's just go in and forget about the sight we just saw by having a blast and getting wasted." Blake said as he opened the door to the unlocked mansion and ushered the two girls in.

The mansion was packed; students were everywhere grinding up against each other, dancing like they just don't give a shit if anyone was watching or not, the place was dim lit, horny and hormonal students were making out on couches, people were hanging around the bar, only god knows what was happening behind closed doors, upstairs, and outside in the back yard.

The three of them were finding it hard to maneuver around the crowded mansion just to get to the bar to grab a drink. People would be smacking into them while dancing, a few times they almost tripped over furniture they couldn't see, a wall would occasionally clip their shoulder, and then there were the rude people who weren't going to move and keep on talking and ignoring them.

"This is supposed to be fun right? Not some sort of punishment?" Carly called sarcastically to Blake over the blustering commotion, wincing as she rammed her knee once more into some object down below.

"WHAT?" Blake bellowed while cupping his hand around his ear to indicate that she needed to speak up, apparently he didn't hear her, or chose not to.

Carly rolled her eyes, "Never mind!" She proclaimed. Blake just gave her thumbs up but grimaced when a random girl shoved him out of the way.

Two near trippings, four shovings, seven clippings of shoulders, and one stubborn rude person later, the three of them finally arrived at the bar, they were relieved to have finally made it, but their grins soon turned into frowns when they couldn't find an opening.

"This is so damn frustrating!" Paige shrieked with agitation. Carly second that statement with a nod, but Blake tried to squeeze his way in.

"What do you two ladies want?"

"Just get us a beer damn it," Paige answered for the both of them.

Carly frowned, she didn't want a beer, she was more in the mood for maybe a Strawberry Daiquiri or a Pina Colada, something that was frozen and blended but had rum in it to give her a shot to the brain.

Paige caught Carly's expression and furrowed her brows together, she sighed. "Alright, what did you want?"

"Huh?" Carly's blue-green eyes blinked up at the blonde's vivid blue. Paige put her hands on her hips and gave her a look. Carly finally understood what she meant, "Oh, no, it's fine. I'll settle for a beer," Carly wasn't going to make a fuss over a silly little beverage; it would just be stupid and a waste of time.

"I could always tell Blake to change it."

"No, no, no, I don't want to make it difficult, look he's already ordering them."

"So?" She was then about to get Blake's attention but Carly grabbed her arm.

"No, I don't want to make a fuss over drinks."

"Carly, you are making a fuss by not letting me change it." Paige shot back. Carly blinked realizing Paige was right. That was Paige; she liked to tilt the argument to her advantage to give her more leverage so she'd get her way by leaving her opponent feeling guilty, that was her game and she usually won it too, but not this time, this time Carly caught on and decided to play.

"I'm not making the fuss, you are!" She hissed. "You're the one being stubborn enough to want to change my order, if you would get off my case then there would be nothing to fuss about."

Apparently that comment caught Paige completely off guard, she was taken aback for a moment before gathering her wits and biting back, "Yes, but you don't want the drink, I'm just trying to do something nice for you."

Carly felt guilty for a moment but quickly shook the feeling off, "But I don't have a problem with it, besides, you're the one being stubborn and difficult, I'm okay with my drink, you just want to complicate things because that's your style."

"Nonsense I–!" She was cut short though when her boyfriend came along and passed them their beer bottles. Carly gave Paige a little smirk of victory and Paige wrinkled her nose and gave a small scowl in defeat before deciding to change the subject for the better. "Bottles babe? I thought you had more class than that."

"Who cares, the contents the same." Blake answered before taking a swig. "Look, I dunno about you two, but that music is just begging for me to dance to, so I'll see you whenever."

Paige squealed with delight and grabbed Blake's hand and disappeared into the crowd of dancing students. Carly just stood there slightly bewildered, first she wondered why the two of them would bring their drinks with them if they were going to dance, second she wondered why the hell they abandoned her, and her last thought was what the fuck she was going to do to entertain herself.

She sighed and trudged off deciding to explore the place. She made her way upstairs which wasn't nearly as crowded as down, but it was practically hormone heaven, every bedroom door Carly opened there would be a pair of horny student making out on the bed or attempting to get past first base.

She opened a door down the hall and to her left and found that she opened the door to a porcelain tile bathroom. Sounds of moaning and groaning brought Carly's attention to the counter and her eyes went wide with shock and she was frozen with embarrassment.

A male student was sitting on the counter with his pants down to his ankles and his girlfriend, or whom Carly presumed was his girlfriend, was giving him head. They were both too wrapped up in their pleasure to notice Carly when she first came in.

"Take it all you dirty girl," He moaned with his eyes shut as her head bobbed up and down buried in his crotch, after about a moment he finally opened his eyes and looked in the direction where the dumbstruck Carly stood. He knitted his eyebrows into a scowl, "Hey, what are you doing here?" He snapped.

"Am I interrupting something?" She asked stupidly and Carly mentally swore and kicked herself, 'Of course you're interrupting something stupid, what kind of a question is that?'

"Yeah, you're disturbing my blow job," He barked, his girlfriend looked up dazed and began to look around, before the guy gently directed her back to what she was suppose to be doing. "Get, unless of course you're interested in a threesome."

Carly wrinkled her nose in disgust and gave him a repulsive look, "Ew," she answered simply with utter abhorrence, but then received a glare from the two of them, "You know what…I think I'll leave you two alone," She squeaked nervously before slamming the door shut behind her trying to erase her memory of the scene she just witnessed, although it became difficult to forget once she heard the students moaning once more.

"Maybe I should go explore outside," Carly told herself as she wandered to the staircase, she passed a dirty blonde with shaggy hair that she recognized as Travis. 'Might as well warn him about the rooms.' She stopped in her tracks and tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

He spun around and his blue-green eyes met hers, "What?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah, you might want to clean the bathrooms and bedrooms when everyone leaves,"

"What'd you do?" He demanded in an accusing tone.

"Me? No, I didn't do anyone but, uh, in that bathroom," she pointed to the one she just came out of, "Well, someone's getting sucked off."

Travis looked at her blankly, "Thanks for the warning…at least, I think. Hey, um, by the way, have you seen Rebecca?" He asked.

Carly didn't even need to think, "Nope, I've just run into a bunch of people I don't know."

"Riiiight, well, I'm off to find her," He turned to leave but paused, "Which reminds me, you're Carly Jones right?" She nodded and Travis continued, "Steven's looking for you," he said simply before getting back to his search to find his girlfriend.

'Oh god, no.' Was all Carly could think as she wandered about the mansion, she didn't know where she was going, her feet just dragged her around. Eventually she strolled out into the back yard and the scent of whatever the stoners were doing snapped her out of her trance.

Carly pinched her nose shut and got as far away from the odor as possible, which was by the pool. She watched in awe as drunken college idiots committed crimes against stupidity and idiocy itself.

Students were diving off the roof of the mansion and into the pool; seniors were stripping innocent freshmen of their clothing down to their undergarments duck taped them to trees while gagging them with old sweaty gym socks and torturing them in various ways, such as covering them with sticky sweet substances so insects would be attracted to them; some students were attempting to light fireworks only to foolishly engulf their own clothing in flames and try putting it out with booze, only to build up the fire as a result, but they eventually managed to douse the flames when a little light bulb went off in one of the imbecile's head that to put out a fire you need water. Apparently the fat student that was streaking earlier had recruited some students to join him in the wonderful chaotic world of streaking; they would shock people, act grotesque, and even do a little jig behind an unsuspecting victim and cause them to go ten shades of crimson in a heartbeat.

Carly didn't know whether to chortle with amusement or sigh at how pathetic their intelligence was. Instead she shrugged and decided to wander back into the mansion to get smashed just so she could forget all the gruesome things she saw this night. As she reached the sliding glass door and was about to step in, a hand grasped her arm and tugged at her causing Carly to almost lose her balance.

Carly turned around and was ready to tell the jerk off but stepped back slightly when her gaze met Steven's.

"Hey," he began with a slur, "I've been lookin' for ya."

Carly narrowed her eyes and stared at him, he looked like a mess, not that he ever looked like he had his shit together. His black hair was rumpled and unkempt, his jeans were hanging low, his wifebeater had a bit of booze slopped on to it, and he smelled of alcohol, cologne, sweat, and drugs, the mixture of the four odors created an intoxicating stench, it made Carly want to vomit.

"So I've heard," she answered coolly. She didn't care really; she just wanted to get away from him, so the sooner the conversation ended, the sooner she could get the fuck away.

"Yea, wanna talk to ya,"

"About what?" Carly asked in her same cold tone.

"Well, pretty thing, when you going to come back to papa and show me some lovin'?" He asked with a twisted grin.

Carly gave him a scowl filled with utmost loathing, "I can't believe you," She spat, "We're over, we've been over, we're never getting back together, get over it!"

The grin fell off Steven's face immediately, "We ain't over till I say it's over!" He snarled taking a step towards Carly, who took one step back.

Carly rolled her eyes, "Oh please, we technically weren't even together!"

"Oh yeah, well what about that–!" He was cut short by Carly's agitated yells.

"–I was drunk! All you did was plant lies in my head, that's what you do; take advantage of drunk girls, get laid, feed them bullshit, abuse them and throw them away. You're just pissed off that you never made it past first base with me and now you want to get in my pants!" She yelled.

"Didn't stop you on going on dates with me!" He hollered back at her.

"Yeah, like, um, how many?" Carly pretended to think, "Oh yeah, like seven, and only for four and a half months! Face the facts, we're done, nothing happened but a harmless fling, now grow up." Carly sneered before turning and preparing to leave.

Steven seized her arm and pulled her back, "You bitch! How dare you say that!"

Carly was too pissed off to argue or wrestle out of his grip, so she did the first thing that came to mind, she took a large gulp of air and shrieked. "RAPE! RAPE! SOMEBODY HELP ME! HE'S THREATENING TO RAPE ME!" She screamed, but Steven quickly covered her mouth to muffle her screams and attempted to do some damage control by explaining the situation to all the people staring at them.

"It's alright folks, she's okay, she's just so stoned and wasted that she's hallucinating and doesn't even –Ouch!" Steven yelped when Carly bit down hard on his hand and she tasted blood in her mouth ('Gross, even his blood and skin taste like toxic, I think I'm going to be sick'), Steven stared at his hand horrified that she broke the skin. "YOU STUPID BITCH!" He roared as she broke out of his grasp.

"Don't listen to him!" Carly cried exasperated to the bewildered students staring at the scene in front of them, "He's an abusive man! All he wants to do is fuck me!"

Steven at that moment probably would've struck at Carly; she even braced herself for the blow by shutting her eyes tightly and using her arms as a shield over her head if the students were too stoned and drunk to do anything about it, but the hit never came. Carly slowly opened her eyes and saw Steven was being restrained by a bunch of jocks. Steven was attempting to wrestle out of them but it was futile, so instead he began screaming all sorts of crazy threats and profanities at Carly.

Carly cocked her head to the side while looking at the jocks, "Thank you, I appreciate it. But uh, what are you going to do to him?"

The blonde approached Carly, "Don't worry, we'll just do to him what we do to all abusive assholes like him, we'll bind him to that tree for the rest of the night." He said with a slight wink.

Carly smiled, "Once again, thank you." She said before heading inside to maybe find Blake and Paige and tell them what just happened.

Carly sighed as she sat at the bar, she hadn't found Blake or Paige so she decided to wait at the bar and get sloshed to help herself forget about all the horrifying things she saw tonight; the streaking, the blow job, horny students, Steven, the insanity occurring outside, all of it, she wanted it swept away from her memory bank. 'I wish I could forget all about Steven, and pretend I never met him,' she mused to herself as she stared down at the amber colored liquid in her glass. She was suddenly beginning to feel light headed and giddy; it felt as if the alcohol was beginning to take its intoxicating effect on Carly, but she was still sober enough to carry on a conversation apparently.

"Well, well, well; I just can't stop running into you can I Carly Jones?" A familiar distinct voice asked from behind her causing her to jump slightly in surprise.

Carly shut her eyes, 'Can't be him can it?' She turned around in her stool and found herself getting lost in a pair of beautiful hazel eyes, yup; it was him, "Hi Wade," she greeted with a bit of a groan, as she looked him up and down from head to toe. He certainly was easier on the eyes than Steven; Wade was actually well kept together.

He took a seat next to Carly and he curiously gazed at Carly with a perplexed expression fixated on his face. "Hey, um, are you alright? I could go, I mean you seem like you're having a bad day and I don't want to be a burden or anything."

Carly quickly glanced at him, he was staring at her and it made her feel nervous for some reason, but she didn't want him to go. "No, you're fine," She said but then he gave her a confused look and Carly realized the error in her sentence and attempted to mend it but only made it worse in the process. "No wait, that's not what I meant, I mean not to say that you aren't good looking or anything, cause I mean you are and stuff," Carly exclaimed frantically and quickly only to groan in the end, 'My head hurts,' she sighed and gathered her thoughts. "What I meant to say is," but Wade's laughing cut her off. She frowned at him, 'Is he ridiculing me?'

When he finally finished getting a kick out of Carly's overreacting, he gave her an amused look. "Relax, it's alright, I get what you mean, you just phrased it wrong right?"

Carly nodded embarrassed with herself. "So, I'm surprised to see you here single, after all, a good looking guy like you should be able to hook up in an instant at a place like this." Carly stated a bit shocked while inwardly feeling a little bit hopeful. True she barley knew him, but it made her feel better to know that she wasn't the only one that was single, and she couldn't help but feel like she had some sort of animal attraction towards Wade.

Wade sighed, it was more of a depressed sounding sigh then a dreamy or happy one, "Uh, well, I was here with my girlfriend," Carly felt her heart sink slightly, "excuse me, I mean ex-girlfriend, as of tonight I'm officially flying solo." He corrected and Carly felt her spirits lift slightly, 'Well, at least he's available.' "But I could ask you the same, why aren't you here with anyone, after all, you are a reasonably attractive girl." He asked but mentally added, 'Reasonably attractive my ass, she's drop dead gorgeous.'

Carly giggled slightly, "Well, for one thing, I recently got out of a bad relationship, and so I need a bit of time to recover, and the second thing is that Mr. Right still hasn't come along," She admitted coyly. "But, what made you go solo tonight?"

"Eh, caught some guy eating out my girlfriend in the bathroom." He answered.

Carly's eyes widened, "Was this the bathroom upstairs, that had white porcelain tiles? And did your ex-girlfriend have dark brown hair, blue eyes, and was wearing something like a denim skirt and hoodie, and was the guy a red-head?" She reluctantly asked.

"Yeah, why?" He asked slightly dazed about her strange questions.

"Oh shit," Carly squeaked. "I caught your ex giving that guy head earlier in the bathroom and I told Travis about it. I thought she was his girlfriend, what a two-timing bitch, I'm sorry for you Wade." She apologized sincerely, no matter how you look at it, being cheated on hurt, it was going to scar you for a while she realized it was going to be a long time before Wade wants to jump back into another relationship, she figure she should at least be a friend towards him.

"Ah, well, don't be sorry, I was going to break up with her anyways, all we did was argue and scream at each other, hell, even make up sex sucked, and didn't really make amends for long, soon after, we'd be at each others throats again." He explained in a slightly optimistic tone.

Carly winced slightly, "I never imagined you as the kind of guy that would argue; you struck me as rather passive."

A smile tugged at the corners of Wade's mouth, "Trust me, I thought so too, but damn it, there's a limit as to how much shit I can take and that woman, just, wow, she was just so whiney, clingy, needy, and well, immature to put it simply. I'm quite surprised I put up with it for so long. And your last relationship?"

"Another long story, for another time," She answered.

Wade shrugged, "I gotcha." Then he grinned slightly at her and decide to poke fun at her, "Do you really think I'm good looking?"

Carly felt herself blush, "Um, hey, you called me attractive, so spill it!"

Wade began to chuckle and he ruffled his hair slightly and Carly caught on that it was a joke and joined in with her giggling.

The two of them continued their chatting, they talked about nothing, and they talked about everything. It was until Carly's fourth drink that Wade noticed her words began to slur more often than not.

"Err, are you alright?" He asked when Carly suddenly began to clutch her head in pain.

"The music…loud…" She groaned thickly.

'Yeah, I take it you're not okay this time.' He told himself. "You're here with Blake and Paige right?" Carly nodded slowly and Wade stood up and began to rub her neck in a circular motion to ease her pain a bit, "Alright, I'm going to see if I can find them, I'll be right back, so don't go anywhere." He whispered softly into her ear.

She let out a moan to indicate that she understood and Wade went off into the crowd to search for her friends.

Carly buried her face in her hands, she couldn't think straight, she heard someone plop down next to her but she paid them no attention, at least until he spoke in an all too familiar voice that drunk or sober, Carly recognized.

"Hey babe,"

Her blue-green eyes went wide, 'Steven…'

"Blake! Paige!" Wade bellowed through the dancing mess of people.

He made his way all throughout the mansion, calling their names, but being unsuccessful in finding them. It was really beginning to frustrate him to the point where he gave up.

He slowly made his way back to the bar still scanning for any signs of Blake and, or Paige. When he got back he found Carly trying to push another guy off of her.

"Stop it Steven!" She cried while trying to shove him away from her, Wade immediately intervened.

He tapped this Steven guy on the shoulder, "What do you want?" he growled.

"I think maybe you should leave her alone, or are you too mentally incapacitated to understand what the word 'stop' mean?"

"Huh?" Steven said dumbly, "No idea what you said man. She's my girl and she's so loaded, she's shit-faced and can't even remember I'm her boyfriend and I'm going to take her home."

"I am not shit-faced! Loaded maybe, but not shit-faced! My name is Carly Jones and you're a sick fuck that doesn't even deserve to be a human being!" She screeched; she looked up at Wade and her eyes just pleaded for him to knock him out.

"See, there she goes calling me a sick fuck again, believe me dude, she just gets crazy when she's drunk and doesn't remember a thing."

Wade raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?" Steven nodded eagerly. "Because when I was talking to her earlier while she was sober, she told me that she just got out of a bad relationship, I take it you're the one she's talking about."

Steven frowned, "I see she's feeding you that 'I'm single' bullshit."

"It is not bullshit! We are over!" Steven turned to Carly and glowered at her, he grasped her hair and was ready to yank on it and almost smacked her hard across the face but that was where Wade drew the line.

Wade clasped his hand around the back of Steve's neck and roughly turned him around, "Hey buddy," He started in an angry tone, but he never finished his sentence because he was too enraged to speak, he clutched his hand into a fist and punched him squarely and brutally in the jaw.

Steven fell to the floor and staggered to get up but he couldn't and clutched his jaw in pain.

Wade helped Carly off her seat and he winced at the bloody mess he caused Steven's face to be. He turned to a distressed Carly, "Do you think I was too hard on him?" He asked.

"Oh no, he didn't deserve that," Carly started and Wade began to feel guilty. Carly walked over to the crumbled mass that was Steven on the floor, "You were far too easy on him; he defiantly deserves more pain than that." Carly retracted her leg and kicked Steven hard in the groin; he withered in pain and began to scream at Carly again.

Wade scowled and approached Carly, "Disrespectful little shit, he deserves a kick in the gut for being so rude to you." He stated, and he probably would've kicked him too if Carly hadn't begun her groaning again.

"Did you find Blake and Paige? I can't think right, I can't see straight." And Carly began to stumble when she took an uneasy step and she probably would've fallen too if Wade hadn't caught her in time.

'Oh yeah, I left because she was sloshed and needed Blake or Paige to take her home,' He realized as he began to support Carly. It was a little awkward to say the least, with each step she took she became more and more uneasy to the point where Wade didn't trust her walking on her own two feet anymore. He wondered at first how he was going to support her, he was a foot taller than her so slinging her arm around his neck wasn't going to work; he figured the best way was to carry her.

He swung both of arms around his neck and Carly straddled on his back with him grasping onto her thighs to make sure she wouldn't fall. Since he couldn't find either of Carly's friends he figured he could just drop her off wherever she lived.

He exited the loud lively mansion, and into the dead of the silent night, it was actually kind of nice to be away from that headache inducing music. Carly absent-mindedly nuzzled her face into the crook of Wade's neck trying to get comfortable. At first he was a little startled but remembered Carly was probably dizzy from her intoxicating drinks and wasn't aware of much going on around her since he beat Steven.

"Now where did I park my car again?" He mused to himself before remembering he parked it in a whole other section of the neighborhood, he silently cursed his stupidity for parking so far away and actually contemplated whether or not he should leave Carly there for a moment to fetch his car and come back for her. He went against his judgment and held onto Carly not trusting that she might be there when he came back.

Wade began to stride to the direction of his car while firmly holding on to Carly, 'She's so light,' he noted. A few moments later he came across his beloved crimson 1968 Dodge Charger. Wade sighed with relief that he finally found his car. Using one hand he fished into the pocket of his jeans and retrieved his keys and unlocked the car.

He opened the passenger side first and settled Carly in who was moaning and groaning slightly in response from her sudden change in position. Wade got into the driver side and turned on the ignition. As he left the neighborhood he lightly shook Carly awake.

"Carly, where do you live?" He asked.

Carly's eyes fluttered open slightly and she thought for a moment, "Uh, um…I don't think I remember…" She groaned.

Wade sighed, he supposed he could just take her to his place to crash one night, and he could take her back to wherever she lived in the morning, it was no big deal, he'd recap everything to Blake and Paige later.

"Oh yeah, and Carly?" He said softly.

"Wha?"

"Please don't puke in this car." He said in a half-joking manner and in a half-serious manner.

"You got it," Carly nestled her head into the leather seat and let out a small sigh and stated something so true it made Wade snicker a smidge. "Men and their cars." And then she was out like a light, lightly sleeping in his car.

When Wade pulled into the parking lot of his apartment building, he carried Carly into the lobby; he approached the elevator but groaned when he saw that it was out of order. He now had to walk up seven flights of stairs, 'Man, I'm going to be so wiped after this; I might just collapse in bed too.'

As he walked up the stairs he came across people shooting him strange, bewildered, or dirty looks for having a young woman straddled around his back. Wade didn't even bother to explain to them it wasn't what it looked like, he just figured to let them think what they want to think.

When he had one flight left to go his legs ached in protest to move, his breathing had become heavy, and he was heaving himself and Carly up the stairs.

Carly was so engrossed in her relaxed sleepy state of mind; she absent-mindedly began traced small circles on Wade's chest. Wade glanced up at the sleeping girl, 'Well, I see someone's enjoying the free ride,' He mentally jeered, but he meant that in a light hearted playful way. 'She looks so peaceful and calm, glad she's able to relax considering what just happened to her.'

Wade finally reached his level and tread over to his apartment. He didn't have a roommate but he did have an extra bed so Carly could sleep in the spare bed. He opened the door and lightly set Carly down on his bed so he could set up the other bedroom.

When he came back to collect her she had already buried herself in his king-sized bed and got comfortable, he found her discarded shoes not far from the bed. Wade exhaled and raised an eyebrow, "Alright, I guess I'll go sleep in the other bed," He said to himself while going in his drawers to change into his sleeping gear. As he walked pass the bed Carly lightly grasped his wrist and tugged slightly in a pleading manner.

"Please don't leave me alone tonight," She whimpered in a begging tone.

Wade pushed back his bangs, only for them to fall back into place over his forehead again anyways, and snickered slightly, 'Alright, just let me change, and I'll be back."

Carly let go of his wrist and Wade went into the bathroom to change into his gray sweatpants and a black tee shirt. He crawled into bed next to Carly and shut off the lights before the both of them dozed off.

Author's Notes: Woo! I've finally managed to make a chapter well over ten pages, (almost twenty!). Yeah, see clearly this chapter alone bumped the rating up to M, eh heh-heh. Nice bit of Wade/Carly fluff, woot. And who knows if Steven will come back, who knows. (shifty eyes) I'm just fooling with you, even I don't know!

Well, hope the chapter was enjoyed, please review and tell me what you think!