A/N: Sorry for the wait! My computer has been acting strange and everytime I would try to upload this chapter, it wouldn't work! Anyway, I'm going out of town next Monday for about twoweeks,so I'll try to get as many chapters posted before then. I hope you like this chapter!

Warnings: language, drug use, mentions of sexual abuse.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything (except for Jason and Rachel). Don't sue please:D

((New characters))

Jason Howard: 17 years old. He is tall and skinny with naturally messy hair. Parents are divorced and he lives with his father who is verbally and physically abusive. He is friends with Scott and Rachel.

Rachel Blackwell: 16 years old. She is tall and thin with short black hair. She moved in next door to Scott about a year ago and they've become good friends over. She doesn't know exactly what is going on at home with Scott, but seems to be one of the few to see through the mask that he puts up.

Chapter 2
Trouble Sleeping

Scott opened the door to his house. He tried to be as quiet as he could, but being high and walking through the door soaking wet from the rain didn't exactly help. He made it as far as the first step before he felt someone yank his arm, whipping him around in the process.

"Let go of me." Scott said, jerking his arm from his father's grip.

"Where the hell have you been? You have a game tomorrow!" came his dad's angry voice. Elaine was standing behind him with her arms crossed.

"What are you looking at?" He shot at her. She just gave him a crooked smile. He hated her. He hated her so much.

"You have no right to talk to her like that!" his father yelled at him.

"Can we just get this over with? I'm tired."

"I asked you where have you been?" his father repeated, trying to keep his patience.

"Out. Anything else?"

Scott's dad grabbed Scott by his shoulders and looked at his eyes. He could see they were red, slightly bloodshot.

"What are you on?" He said in a weary voice. He was tired of his son coming home high. He knew it was because of those friends that he was hanging out with.

"Nothing, just leave me alone. I'm a growing boy. I need sleep." Scott said, once again shaking loose of his father's grip before heading up to his room and slamming the door loudly.

"I just don't know what to do anymore." Martin said, sighing. "He's getting out of control."

"You don't think it's me, do you? I mean, with the divorce and everything..." Elaine said as she wrapped her arms around Martin's neck.

"No. He likes you, just give it some time." He replied. "I'm going to bed."

"I'll be there in a little bit. I'm going to go talk to Scott, maybe he'll finally open up to me," she said. It was getting easier and easier to lie to him.

"Good luck," Martin said before giving her a quick peck on the lips and heading for their bedroom.

Elaine waited until she heard the door close and headed up the stairs. 'This is getting way too easy' she thought as she reached Scott's door and went inside, being sure to close it behind her.

"Scott," she said in a seductive voice. "I know you aren't sleeping."

He was lying on his bed, his face buried in his pillow. Why did this have to happen to him?

"Go away."

"Oh Scotty, you know you want me."

"I said go away." He stated a little more firmly as he turned to face her.

"Shhhh." She put her fingers up to her lips. "You don't want him to hear us, do you?"

She walked over and got into the bed next to him. She felt his body become tense and began caressing his upper body. Slowly she leaned in and kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Scott's mind screamed for him to push her off of him, but somehow he couldn't. Whenever he was around her he would always seem to choke up. He hated himself more and more each time for being weak. If his father ever found out...

Her hands made their way to his boxers and he let out a desperate groan.

"Please... stop..." Scott managed to whine.

But she didn't stop. She never did.

The next morning...

Scott lay on his bed, exhausted. It was 8:00am and he had to be at school in half an hour. He didn't want to go. He wished that he could just lay there forever. He wished that he were anyone else in the world right now. His head hurt and his hands were kind of shaking. It was either from the lack of drugs or from sheer fatigue. He hardly ever got any sleep, and when he did all he sees is her.

"Scott, get down here! I'm leaving in five minutes!" his dad called from downstairs.

He groaned and rolled over in his bed to go back to sleep. He knew couldn't stay here, but right now he didn't care.

The next thing he knew he was being roughly shaken awake.

"Scott! I told you to be downstairs ten minutes ago!" his dad yelled angrily.

"Yeah, I heard you." Scott replied, his voice still thick with sleep. "And I don't really care."

"You can't miss school today. You have scouts waiting to see you play in the game tonight!"

"Like I said, I don't really care."

"I don't know what is up with you, but whatever it is you need to fix it. And fast." He retorted, storming out of the room.

He heard his dad say goodbye to Elaine downstairs before hurrying out of the door. He laid there, the feeling of disgust growing thick in the pit of his stomach. He just wished that his dad would see what a horrible person that Elaine was. Then maybe things would get better. Then maybe he wouldn't have to get high every day.

He lay there for a couple more hours until he heard footsteps coming towards his room. When his door opened he thought he was going to be sick. It was ten o'clock in the morning and she was already coming after him.

"Go away, Elaine," Scott said, quickly getting out of bed and going over to his dresser to get out some clothes to wear to school. Suddenly staying home didn't seem like such a good idea. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and headed for the door. As he passed by Elaine she grabbed his arm. He froze. Her touch always seemed to have that effect on him.

"You know better than to talk to me like that, Scotty." She closed the space between their bodies and stroked his face with her hand.

"I... I have to got to school," Scott said, his voice coming out as a whisper.

"Don't worry," she said, kissing his lips softly. "I'll be here when you get back."

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