Author's notes: Here you guys go for another chapter, oh, yeah, in my last chapter I know I changed this for some people, but other people who read it earlier, I changed how long Carly dated Steven to about four and a half months, everyone got it (readers nod) good!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but OCs, if they happen to have the same name as you/someone you know/an OC of yours it is purely coincidence.

Carly's eyes slowly fluttered open she groaned at the migraine that came with her rude awakening. She noticed the bed smelled nice, like fresh cut grass after a long downpour of rain, Carly never recalled her bed having this kind of scent. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes while yawning silently and rolled over on to her back and glanced around the room before realizing she never recognized this room and it wasn't her.

Carly's breathing became quick and heavy and she felt herself slowly become panic-stricken. She didn't know where the hell she was, what she was doing there, and most importantly whom she was with. All sorts of nasty scenarios ran through her head only to make her headache worse and worse than it already was.

A light snoring cut through Carly's thoughts and she looked over to her left to see someone snoozing next to her, his chest rising and falling in sync, but all Carly could see was the back of his head for his face was turned away from her.

She sat up and leaned against the bedpost and began to calm herself down, 'Alright Carly, just relax girl, you can get through this. Clothes on me?' She glanced down at herself from under the covers and noted she was still in top and slacks from last night, her shoes were nowhere to be found though. 'Check, clothes on him?' Carly glanced once more under the sheets and sighed with relief when she saw he was clothed too. 'Check. Good, now, just wake him up and ask to go home.' She instructed herself.

Carly leaned over and lightly tapped the guy on his shoulder, "Excuse me," she whispered softly trying to wake him up. He grunted and stirred before rolling over and Carly couldn't help but smile when she saw it was just Wade and she was overreacting over nothing.

Wade sat up and leaned against the bedpost while he yawned and stretched his arms slightly. He opened his eyes and saw Carly up sitting right next to him with a curious expression fixated on her face. "Morning Carly," He greeted sounding slightly groggy.

"Well, good morning to you too, ow," Carly lightly clenched her head in pain once more when anguish over took her like a tidal wave of agony just came and smashed her down.

"Hangover?" Wade asked.

"I guess…" She winced in agony once more.

"Bathroom is the first door on your right when you leave this room in case you can't hold your liquor," Wade explained while pointing it out to her.

"Thanks, but I'm pretty good at keeping what's in my stomach down, but do you have and Advil or Midol or something that relieves migraines? Headaches I can't deal with and could do without." She requested while keeping one hand over her forehead, massaging her temples.

"Right, I'll be right back." He replied before getting up and leaving to fetch Carly something to ease her anguish.

Carly sat there, thinking about what he did for her. 'Why? Why did he do this? I barely know him, why didn't he just leave me behind for Blake and Paige, why did he get involved?' All those unanswered questions made Carly's head spin, 'Just why?' was all she wanted to know.

While Carly sat deep in thought pondering over why, Wade returned with a glass of water in hand and two pills in hand. He sat down on the bed, which startled Carly since she was unaware of his presence.

"Here," he held out his hand with the two medicine tablets and Carly accepted them and downed them with the water. "What a night last night eh?"

Carly gave him a lopsided smile before downing the rest of her water, "Yeah, I guess, I'm never going to let Paige convince me to go to a party again."

Wade chuckled slightly, "So, um, who exactly was that Steven guy?" He finally asked giving in to his curiosity.

Carly's expression seemed to darken, Wade immediately regretted asking because he could see that the subject of him seemed to disturb her. Just as Wade was about to tell her to forget about it, she sighed in defeat.

"He's my ex-boyfriend…" She mumbled. "Still can't believe I went out with that…that…asshat! God he drives me nuts."

Wade raised an eyebrow, "Why'd you date him?"

"I dunno really, I guess because he was like my comfort zone I suppose. Even though he would treat me like a goddess just to butter me up, it felt nice to mean something to someone, it feels good that you're needed and wanted or yearned for ya' know? When I was down, Steven would make me feel like I was the center of his universe and if I left him, he'd be devastated and might do something crazy. Even if it all was just a lie and a bunch of bullshit he was spewing, I guess, it just made me feel important and loved, I was so blinded by his compliments I didn't even really see who he was…I was just being…selfish. I'm not much better than him I suppose. He was just there to stroke my ego." Carly replied sadly.

Wade nodded, he had never experienced it, but he had a feeling he could only imagine what she meant, pride can be a person's greatest weakness, but there was one thing she was wrong about. "You're not worse than him, what he did was just a ploy and you fell for it, many people fall for it and eventually go far enough to do what he wants. It's not your fault."

"Is it? Because he was like the devil whispering in my ear and I bought every word he said. Idle hands are the devil's tools." Carly countered.

"Look, it's not worth beating yourself up over that guy, just forget it, it's all in the past, you shouldn't turn yourself into looking like the bad guy, a puppet is controlled by the puppet master, he was behind it all, he just manipulated you into buying it. You were just a pawn as far as he was concerned, just someone to brag to his friends that he got laid!" Wade snapped harshly. Normally, he would be nice to her and such but she was so persistent to find an excuse to blame herself that he had to be aggressive so Carly could get it through her pretty little head it wasn't her fault.

Carly winced upon hearing these words, not only because he said it so harshly, but because there was truth within those words, and the truth hurts. She really was nothing but a pawn in Steven's little game, she was just a puppet, someone to use and later throw away. She couldn't help but feel infuriated at how easily she was fooled, easy to take advantage of. She wanted to take her anger out on Wade, 'But,' she realized, 'it's not his fault, he was just stating what's true, I have no one to blame but myself.' A mental war began to rage in her head about who's fault it was and it was beginning to tear away at the inside of her mind.

Part of her said everything was her fault for being so easily fooled, another portion of her said it was Steven's fault because he's a master strategist that does it frequently and knows how to corrupt girls and have them wrapped around his pinky, another part of her just wanted to punch Steven and throw a temper tantrum or cry or have a fit or something that would show the world her suffering. Carly absentmindedly clutched the blanket tightly in distress while trying to figure out which voice in her head was right.

Wade watched intently as Carly sat on the bed only guessing what war waged in her mind, but he could tell she was debating it intently just by the look in her cerulean eyes.

"Why?" She suddenly muttered from out of the blue.

"Huh?"

"Why?" Carly repeated softly.

"Err, why what?" Wade asked purely puzzled about her question.

"Why didn't you just leave me behind last night? Why did you get involved, I've proven I'm nothing but trouble haven't I?" She clarified in monotone.

"Oh, well, you're my friend Carly, if I left you there unattended by anyone, God knows what could've happened to you, someone might've taken you home, and I'm not talking about just Steven, I mean any guy who's willing to take advantage of a drunk girl like that. And, well, someone like you deserves to be treated better than that, and I know it's weird to wake up in a bed with you and I didn't take advantage of you or anything–and that's the truth too, but I respect you and I couldn't stand to think of someone mistreating you for their own selfish lust and desire. If I found Blake or Paige you'd be in your own apartment, but I couldn't find them so trusting you with no one but myself I brought you here.

And you're not nothing but trouble, stop being so hard on yourself, you're not a good for nothing either before you even get that idea." Wade explained.

Carly silently nodded and finally gave him a knowing smile; to signal to him the she understood that he meant every word and she took it to heart. She suddenly gave him a tight embrace, which startled Wade at first, but he returned it till she finally pulled away. "What was that for?" he asked.

"A thank you, for everything." Her smile lit up the room, and Wade couldn't help but notice how much nicer the room seemed to be with Carly just in it.

"C'mon, I'll go take a shower and I'll take you out for lunch." He suggested.

"Oh no, you've already–" She began to decline his offer but she was shushed when Wade gingerly pushed his finger against her full heart shaped lips signaling her he won't take no for an answer.

"Nonsense, I insist, a cute girl like you deserves to be taken out and spoiled every once in a while."

Carly blushed and finally nodded in defeat. Wade smiled and headed in the direction of the bathroom to shower leaving a Carly behind and feeling rather hot and lightly touching her lips from contact with Wade's finger. She couldn't help but notice the room seemed gloomier without him.

A/N: OMG, what a crappy chapter. Sorry guys…I'm running low on inspiration here, I'm still thinking about what the next chappie should be about. Anyways I'll try and update sooner.