Note: This is a co-written story written by me and my friend Punkofatomboy. It started out to be her own story but then we clicked with something and decided to write the story together, alternating on chapters. However this is not the original story; it is the alternate version.

Punk's prologue

"Jacey will you get the fuck out of my room?" The dark haired 14 year old narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her tight fitting purple top. "I said get the fuck out of my room!" Her 16 year old brother yelled and then threw a large hard covered book at her. She retreated out of the room slamming the door behind her.

"I'm telling Cole you're shooting up again!" She yelled at the closed door. No response came from inside. Jacey brushed her dark brown bangs out of her eyes and went downstairs. "Cole?" She asked beginning to search the house for her eldest full brother. "Cole?" She asked a little louder going threw the house and then outside. She began to cry softly as she walked up one of the ramps set up in her backyard. She set on the edge and dangled her legs over the side. "God, why does he have to shoot that shit?" She asked out loud. "Dad and Mom told us over and over how bad it is. They told us what they went threw. Why is he being so stupid?" She looked up into the blue sky.

Jacinta Rose Novak pulled her knees up to her chest and wiped her dark brown eyes before burying her face into the backs of her legs and crying more. She didn't know long she wept before she left warm hands on her shoulders. She looked up and into the face of another of her older brothers. "Jeremey." She said softly wiping her eyes once again. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here." Jeremey Branden Novak replied with a slightly cocky tone. "Dunn just dropped me off." He sat down next to his sister. "What's the matter?" He looked at her, his dark eyes meeting hers. They both had their mother's dark brown eyes, but Jeremey looked more like their father only he had their mother's straight jet black hair, and Jacey looked more like their mother with their father's curly dark brown hair. "I won't tell Mom and Dad."

"He-he's shooting up again. I went into his room looking for my element hoodie and I saw him with the needle in his vein. He promised us he stopped! He swore to Cole in blood he stopped!" Jeremey wrapped his arms around his sister. "Cole even went in and took all his drugs and needles. Why the hell did he have to go and get more!" Jacey sobbed into her brother's shoulder. Jeremey hugged his sister tightly, a feeling of betrayal seeping into his heart.

"Did Cole say when he would be home?" Jeremey asked his sister once her sobs had quieted. She pulled back and shook her head. He sighed and stood up pulling her to her feet. They walked down the ramp together and went inside. "It's after 5 now. The demo must just be getting over." Jeremey looked back at his sister. "I'm starving."

"Dad said they would get dinner after Cole's demo." Jacey and Jeremey sat down at the dining room table. Jacey looked up and wiped her eyes again. "Maybe you should go check on him."

"I'm not going in there while he's high. If he wants to stick a fucking needle in his arm and get fucking high he doesn't need me checking on his ass." He vented. But he immediately regretted it as his sister crumbled to tears again. He sighed angrily and put his head down on the table. His phone rang just then and he picked it up. "Yo." He paused and looked at Jacey who was looking at him questionably. "Hey Josh, how's England?" Jeremey kept looking at Jacey as he spoke to their half brother. "Yeah Jacey's right here." He said after a few minutes and handed the phone to his sister.

Jacey burst into tears as soon as she heard her eldest brother's voice. "He's shooting up again." She sobbed, "He doesn't care about us or anyone or anything but his drugs." Jeremey got up and left the room going into the living room. He threw himself down on the couch and sobbed.

"Jey." Jeremey looked up after awhile and wiped his eyes taking the phone back from his sister. "Lets get the table ready for dinner, they'll be home really soon now." Jeremey nodded slowly getting up and following his sister. Jeremey started to set the table as Jacey lit the candles. In the Novak household candles were used more then lights these days. Their mother was very much into 'dark stuff' as their dad described it. To the Novak kids it didn't bother them that the inside of the house was either painted black or dark blue or there was one of their parents sponsors names plastered across wall paper. The floors were either black carpet or black marble. The bathroom, the kitchen, just about everything thing like that was done in black marble. The couches and chairs in the living room were black leather and there was a lot of medieval type lighting and other things. And of course heartagrams were everywhere. "What are you looking at?"

Jeremey snapped out of daydream and looked at his sister. "Just spacing out." He said. Then they heard their mother's lambo pull into the driveway followed not long after by the sounds of their parents and two of their older brothers. "What's for supper?" Jeremey called.

"Pizza, chicken wings, and salad. Oh and mountain dew and Pepsi, and red wine." Cole said coming in with a grin. He was sweaty, his normally spiked black hair lying down in front of his blue eyes. His black cargos and black t-shirt were rumpled and he threw his board down and kicked off his black adios. "I need to take a shower though before we eat."

"Red wine? You must have done really good then." Jacey turned around in her chair and looked at her brother. Cole nodded. And started to go upstairs. "Wait." Jacey got up and went after him.

"What's going on Jacey?" Cole Vincent Novak looked at his little sister. Her face told it all. His eyes narrowed. "Chris!" He called for his younger brother who had gone with him.

Christopher Ryan Novak looked up from where he had sat down just moments before. He looked at Jeremey and then bolted up from his seat and ran upstairs. "I'm gonna kill him."

Jacey sniffed and looked away. Cole pulled her into a rough hug. "Go downstairs with Jeremey." Jacey left and Cole looked at his brother. "Corey is such a fucking idiot. I can't believe he is fucking shoot up again." Cole Chris and Corey were triplets and Corey Benjamen Novak was the youngest. Chris nodded in anger. They talked in hush voices because their parents had come inside. Cole and Chris finally knocked on the door to Corey's room.

"Corey open up." Chris said. The door unlocked and Corey stood before his brothers. He looked haggard coming off his heroin high. Chris and Cole took one look at each other and shoved him into the room. They stepped in and locked the door behind them. "Look asshole. We told you what would happen if you did this again." Chris fumed.

"Yeah, whatcha gonna do? Tell Mom and Dad on me?" Corey smirked going over to the bed and laying down.

"Dam straight." Cole went over to the bed and wrenched his brother from the bed. He grabbed and held one of Corey's arms tightly and Chris grabbed the other arm.

"Fuck you guys!" Corey yelled. "You can't do this." He kicked and cussed as Cole and Chris brought him downstairs. The yelling brought Branden and Jade Novak, their parents. Jeremey and Jacey weren't far behind.

"What the hell is going on?" Jade demanded looking at her sons." Cole, Chris, let go of him." She crossed her arms. She knew something was going on, and she already had a good idea what Corey had done to make his brothers act this way. Her dark eyes searched her son's face.

"Mom, Corey's been shooting heroin for the past 3 months." Cole said his eyes meeting those of his mother's.

"He's lying!" Corey yelled.

"Wanta bet?" Chris shot back.

"Boys. Stop." Novak demanded. He looked at his wife and she looked back. They went over to Corey and pulled his arms to them. They each pulled up one of his sleeves while he tried to pull away from them. They looked at him and let go of him. "Corey Benjamen Novak!" Novak yelled. He raised his hand and smacked his son across the face. Jade turned around and smacked Novak.

"Don't hit him."

"Why not Jade he deserves it!"

Jade sighed looking at her husband and shaking her head. "Chill, okay?" She went over to Corey who was curled up crying. She put her arms around her son.

"Mom I can't stop." Corey sobbed. "I've tried. I've tried so hard."

Jade held her son. "It's ok Cor...It's gonna be ok."