Drug Problems TWO MONTHS LATER

"Cal! What the hell? Do you EVER pick up your clothes?" Jordan yelled from the living room where she was picking up Cals dirty clothes.

"Yeah, when I feel like it!" Cal yelled back.

"Well then FEEL like it today!" Jordan went into the kitchen and dropped all the clothes at Cal's feet.

"Jordan, Jordan, Jordan. You just made more that you have to clean up." Cal shook his head.

"Whatever. I'm going to work and you have the damned day off so clean the stupid apartment." She turned, grabbed her purse and walked out the door.

AT THE MORGUE

"I swear he's the dirtiest person alive!" Jordan ranted on and on to Nigel, Bug and Lily.

"You've told us that Love." Nigel sighed and Lily got fed up and left.

"He's driving me crazy!" Jordan yelled.

"Yes yes yes." Bug went and followed his fiancée.

Jordan sighed too and finished the rest of the day in silence.

A relieved Nigel smiled and went back to working.

BACK AT THE APARTMENT

Jordan walked in with the groceries she had picked up.

"Cal! I'm home!" She called and walked into the kitchen that was when she smelled it. She was sure of it. Drugs. Lots of them. She went into the living room and saw Cal with some people who she had never met. She couldn't see the drugs, but she could tell that all of these people were high. There were about five men and two women.

"Cal, what's going on here?" She asked calmly.

"What the hell are you doing in here? You shouldn't be in here." Cal stood up angrily and went over to her. She stepped back.

"This is my apartment Cal. I can come in when I want." Jordan stated.

"No, you can't. Not when I have friends over." Jordan could smell the Pot on him.

"Are you doing drugs in here or something?" Jordan asked.

"Stupid bitch." Cal slapped her across the face and sent her sprawling. "Don't talk to me like that!"

Jordan held her face where he had slapped him and stood up. He advanced again but she ran to her room and pulled the hand gun out of her dresser. "Stay the hell away from me!"

Cal backed off at the sight of the gun and Jordan grabbed her purse and keys and made sure that her cell was in her purse.

"I want you the hell out of my apartment today." She walked out of the apartment and drove to the only safe place she knew. Woody's apartment.

She didn't care if Lu was there or not. She needed Woody now. Right now.

She arrived at Woody's complex and used her spare key that she still had to get up to his apartment. "Woody?" she knocked loudly, if Lu was there she didn't want to just open the door and see something she didn't want to see.

Woody answered the door in a pare of sweats and no shirt. She took her hand away from her cheek and smiled lightly before she started to cry.

Woody saw the hand mark on her face and immediately pulled her close.

"He's doing drugs Woody." She cried into his shoulder as Woody became angrier with Cal. Cal had hit her.

"Did he hit you?" He asked even though he knew the answer.

"Y… Yes…" She sobbed and finally released him. "I don't want to go there if he's there. I told him to get out." Her eyes had a look of hurt in them.

"Ok, I know you don't like Lu, but she's coming over today, and I can get her to stay with you, then I'll go talk with Cal." He knew that was a lie. He was gonna hit Cal.

She nodded. "Ok."

A HALF HOUR LATER

Lu walked into Woody's apartment and saw Jordan sitting on the couch alone.

"Why are you here?" Lu asked and Jordan turned. Lu saw the hand mark on Jordan's face. "Ohmigod!" Lu stared at Jordan.

"What…" Jordan cut her off.

"Please don't ask Lu." She started to get tears in her eyes. "Woody… he wants you to stay with me for a while… so he can go talk with Cal…" Jordan began sobbing and Woody heard her. He rushed out of his bedroom.

"It's not your fault Jordan. It's his." Woody hugged her.

"I know…" She cried herself into a deep sleep.

A/N I know this chapter is really weird, and it sorta sucks… o well. Hope u liked it neway! R&R o and sorry it took so long. This story enjoys giving me writers block!