It was a party. Beer, check. Hook ups, check. More beer, CHECK. I didn't know the reason, but I felt drawn to alcohol. I had never drank before, so my first beer as suppose to be gross, but I felt like bottom shelf wasn't good enough, but drank anyways. Canned beer was what I had now, as for what kind... I didn't give a shit, I just enjoyed it, also, it was free.

I was sitting next to the fire, with it being negative twenty out and the water had frozen over. The beer kept my insides warm, but on the outside, my face was freezing. My hands were warm as I had gloves on, even with fingerless gloves. It was nice to be out and about, like all my problems were gone.

I may not seem like it, but I had a LOT going on in my head. My mothers, as she hadn't come back yet and was still in the hospital. Her friends coming to check up on me, walking about as if they owned the place at times. The visions of Jessica, and they happened at night now, so maybe the beer would keep them from coming. Ya, weight lifted off for now.

"Hey, someone looks happy!" I heard, with me looking at Chloe as she took a seat next to me by the fire, rubbing her hands and holding them out to warm up. "Want to tell me what's gave you a smile?" She asked, with me looking at the beer in my hand.

"I feel like I can forget, feel like I'm light, if you know what I mean." I said, seeing as I had confused her.

Before I could correct myself, someone walked over to her. "If you'd like, I could rub your hands for you. Nothing heats up a body like friction." The kid, Sean Kelvin, said, with Chloe looking up at him with a bit of a shocked look.

"Wow, does that line actually work?" I muttered, taking another sip of the beer, sip being a few good gulps, gulp being a mouth full. Shacking my head, I suddenly felt another headack, where I walked into a bathroom and saw some drunk chick about to give a blow job. I groaned as I stood up. "I'm heading to my car, I need an aspirin." I said, rubbing my head. Once I reached my car, I got in. That's when I realized that I had gotten in the back seat. I laid down, ignoring the headack that was coming.

Closing my eyes, I saw a man in a coat, looking over me. He had glasses, a black beard and was bald, almost reminded me of the guy from breaking bad, but this guy was younger. I looked around, where I then saw the same drunk chick, with her head cut open on the top.

"TRISH!?" I heard Jessica yell, with me grabbing my head as it was loud. I then tried to move, but noting would budge. I then looked down, seeing that I was completely tied down, not an inch was moveable, with tubes coming out of my arms, blood being draw. As much as I wanted to wake up, I couldn't. This was the longest vision I have had of Jessica. She cried as a blanket was moved over Trish, indicating that she was indeed dead. "You son of a bitch, when I get free, I will-"

"Do nothing." A familiar voice said, where I watched my mother walk into view. "You are a mystery, and according to your records, you were declared dead three years ago, and by law, you don't exist, giving us any right to do whatever we want to you." She said, talking the blood that they had been collecting.

Feeling a bump, I jolted up, looking around for what had happened. Looking in the front seat, I saw Chloe driving. "The hells going on?" I asked, climbing up front, with her looking at me in shock.

"You passed out, so I decided to take you home." She said, with me opening the glove department and pulling out the aspirin and taking it. "Whos Trish?" She asked, with me taking the pills without drinking anything.

"Don't know, some dead person in a dream I had." I said, rubbing my face. "Messed up, I was tied to a table with tubes in my body, my mother was there taking my blood like she worked there." I said, leaning the seat back and buckling up. "Been having weird dreams like that... No, more like memories." I said, rubbing my head.

"That is strange, but if you say that they are memories, then maybe its from emotional trauma?" She suggested, with me shacking my head.

"Not my memories, but of someone else." I corrected, feeling her making a left.

"Trish?" She asked, with me shacking my head again.

"Someone named Jessica, apparently she faked her death three years ago from my last vision of her." I said, looking at Chloe as she drove, where I watched as a car passed by, its lights lighting Chloe up. "You're pretty, you know that?" I said with a smile, with her looking at me then back at the road.

"Ya, you're drunk." She said, rolling her eyes.

"No I'm not... I mean... It doesn't matter, I'm having a strange case of Deja vu." I muttered as we came to a stop, with me seeing my home. "You ok with staying here, you really don't have a ride home." I said, with her looking at me as I sat up.

"If its fine with you, I'll take your car and pick you up in the morning." She said, with me shacking my head at her, where everything just blacked out form there.

The next morning

Opening my eyes, I found myself in the bathroom, sleeping in the tub, fully clothed and ready for bed, so a white shirt and no pants. The tub wasn't full and the shower wasn't running, so I didn't pass out while bathing. Standing up, I rubbed my head as I made my way out of the bathroom. Walking down stairs, I made my way to the fridge and grabbed a few eggs and started making me something to eat. I didn't know what had happened, just that I ended up in the tub. I was going to have to ask Chloe what had happened as she was the last person I saw.

Once I had finished, I tossed the eggs on two pieces of bread and made an egg sandwich. before I could take a bite, I heard movement upstairs, footsteps. Looking up, I knew that I was alone but wasn't sure what was going on. Placing my food down, I decided to go investigate.

Going up stairs, I made my way to my room, where it sounded like someone was going through my drawers. Opening the door, I slammed it open, where I quickly looked away as I saw Chloe, with no top on. "The hell!" I yelled, grabbing the door and hiding behind it. "Why are you here, I thought you took my car!" I yelled, blushing up a storm.

"You're the one who said you didn't want your car to get towed!" She yelled back, and I didn't even bother looking inside, or going in to get my clothes.

"Just toss me a pair of pants will ya!" I said, holding my hand in the room, where I felt something hit it. I instantly grabbed it, where I started getting dressed in the hall ways. "What the hell happened last night, how did I end up in the tub?" I asked myself, making my way down stairs to make Chloe something to eat, while eating my food as well.

Later, school

'My head still hurts.' I thought, walking to the nurse's office. Once I got there, I stopped as the door almost hit me, with Sean walking out, with him walking past me like nothing happened. Looking at him, I walked into the office, where I saw the nurse looking at a thermometer. "Hey, you wouldn't have any aspirin, would you?" I asked, with her turning to me, then looking back at the thermometer.

"I would have to get permission from your parents before I give you some." She said, tapping it.

"Not going to happen, my guardian is currently in the hospital and I haven't gotten an update on her condition, Cancer." I informed, with her shacking her head.

"Sorry, but looks like I wont be giving you any advil." She said, making me sigh, where I noticed something off about her.

"You ok, you look blue?" I asked, seeing her looking at her hand.

"Ya, one of the students came in, said he was cold, and he ended up giving me the chills." She said, with me knowing that there was more to it, but she didn't know that. "Anyways, back to class with you!" She said, tossing the thermometer away, with me leaving, still with a headack.

Later

"Wait, let me get this straight." Chloe said as we walked with Clark and Pete. "You walked in to get a cappuccino and walked out with a date with Lana Lang?" She said, and even I was shocked as Clark wasn't the type of guy to make a move on another mans girl.

"Its not actually a date!" Clark corrected, with me looking at him.

"Would you prefer the term "Play Date"?" I teased, with him looking at me in shock while Pete had his hand to his face, trying not to laugh. "No matter how you look at it, its a date if you take someone out somewhere, alone." I added, with Chloe looking from me to Clark.

"Even with the "Just as friends" rider, I'm impressed." She said, with me agreeing with her.

"How did you score the tickets?" Pete asked, with me wanting to know as well, but I had an Idea on who gave them to him.

"I bet Lex is behind this, got to give him credit, he's the only friend Clark has that would do such a thing." I said, with them looking at me then to Clark.

"Lex hooked me up." He said, looking at Chloe. "Actually, Chloe, I have you to thank." He said, confused at what he was talking about.

"What did I do?" She asked, not sure as well.

"You told me to get it out there." He informed, with me looking at Chloe then to Clark.

"Well good, I'm glad." She said, not sounding too happy.

Looking at the doors, we came to a stop once we saw Sean. I didn't like what I was seeing, he was pale, almost blue. "Maybe this is your chance?" Pete said, with her looking at me, then to the others. I kept my mouth shut, this was her decision. If she asked him out, that's for her to deal with, but something was telling me that this was a bad idea with how pale he was.

"Chloe." Sean said, sounding weak, like he would die here and now. "Don't I owe you a phone call?" He asked, pointing at her while rubbing his hands.

"I guess so." She said, and I looked at the others, wondering if they were curious about his actions.

"Well, what are you doing right now?" He asked, rather fast.

"I have to put the paper together, maybe after we can do something?" She said, where I watched him give up and look away. It wasn't ok, I'm defeated look, it was the I don't care look.

"Jenna." He said, where she looked hurt. "Hey, Jenna, wait up!" He called out, running over to her, pissing me off.

We stood there, watching them talk to one another before going off to do whatever they wanted to do. "Ok, I was playing barley hard to get, what's the problem?" Chloe asked, with me sighing and rubbing her back, with her looking at me. "Clark Kent gets a date with Lana Lang and suddenly there's no luck for the rest of us." She said, where I looked at where they ran off.

"I'll be right back." I said, taking off after Sean. I didn't run, but power walked. I didn't get far before Clark grabbed my arm, stopping me.

"Take it easy, there's no need to-"

"Clark, he needs to learn that girls are not property, or toys to pass around. If someone doesn't, then no one will and he will hurt more people, just like Chloe." I said, looking him in the eyes. "I'm not going to hurt him, just going to give him a piece of my mind." I said, with him shacking his head at me.

"I know how you feel, but this is Chloe's fight, not yours." He said, and he was right, it didn't involve me.

"If he hurts her, I wont let you stop me from taking him down." I said, yanking my arm free and storming into the school.

The next day

I had just finished talking to a victim of Sean's, I knew that he was trouble, because after he slept with them, that was it, and I didn't want Chloe being another one of his victims. With Jenna being the last girl he saw, I had to go find out why he would give her a second go as it wasn't like him to "tap" twice.

Getting into my car, I drove straight to her place. Once I had pulled up, I saw her car was there, meaning that she was home. Approaching the house, I knocked on the door, where her father answered the door. "Hi, I'm with the school news paper, and was wondering if Jenna could help me with an article I'm working on." I said, with him crossing his arms.

"She's still in bed, so its a no." He said, with me raising an eyebrow.

Looking at my watch, I looked up at him. "Its nearly five." I said as I looked up the stairs, where he also looked up stairs. Seeing him heading up stairs, I followed as it had me worried.

Once we got to her room, we saw that the room was empty. "First the water heater freezes, now my daughter goes missing!" He yelled, with me seeing the bathroom light on and the door open. Walking over to it, I pushed the door open all the way, where I saw Jenna, shattered to pieces. I was able to tell it was her as her head as still in tact.

"I'm sorry to tell you, but she's not missing." I said, where he walked over, only to scream in agony as his daughter was dead. "Call the police, I know who did this!" I said, walking out of the room, but he ran over to me and grabbed my arm.

"Who did this, who killed my baby girl!" He yelled, with me taking him by the shirt and pinning him against the door.

"Don't grab me like that again, or I'll punch you so hard that you go blind." I said, letting him go. "As for who killed him, it was Sean, her ex." I said, walking past him and down the stairs.

"What are you going to do?" He questioned me, with me looking at him as I reached the bottom steps.

"I'm going to kick his ass before he hurts anyone else!" I yelled, walking out the door, heading to the school as that was where Chloe was, and she was his next victim.

An hour later

I would of been here earlier, but I was in my car and didn't want to be seen jumping or flying for that matter. Pulling up to the school, I ran inside, heading straight to the Torch as that was where Chloe would be. Reaching the second floor, I came to a stop once I saw yellow flowers on the floor, with me knowing that he was leading her away. I followed the flowers, where it lead me to the school pool.

Looking inside, I watched as Chloe climbed out of the water, only for her leg to get frozen in said pool. "CHLOE!?" I yelled, kicking the door down, bot just the door but the door frame as well. I rushed over to Sean, who looked at me in shock. I punched him in the face, knocking him to the other side of the pool. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!?" I yelled, running over to him as he got up, his nose bleeding.

He grabbed my head, where I suddenly felt weak, but I was pissed. Grabbing his hands, I broke them, with him screaming in agony as I removed them, feeling cold. I head butted him, knocking him off him feet and back down. Getting on top of him, I started punching him over and over again, feeling colder with each hit.

Feeling someone grab my arm, I yanked myself free and punched at them, only to stop once I saw Clark. "That's enough!" He yelled, where I realized what happened. Behind Clark, should of been Chloe, but she was missing. Looking down at Sean, he was knocked out, bloody. Standing up, I looked at my hands, his blood on them. I nearly killed him, and I would of if Clark hadn't of stopped me. Backing away, I didn't know what to do.

"I... I need to go." I said, going home to clear my head.

Later

I had gone into my mothers room, took whatever drinks she had and practically drowned myself in Alcohol. She had kept a stash for her late nights working, kept her awake. Me, it was to forget tonight, the problems that came with it. Did I give him brain damage, what if I had attacked Clark, what if it was Chloe that had stopped me and I attacked her, did she see me use my strength? Questions popped into my head, and I didn't have answers to them, no one would.

Closing my eyes, I watched as a women stood before me, and my hand shot forward, hitting her chest and breaking her ribs, and from the force, stopping her heart. I walked into the street, ignoring the same voice telling me to stop, and once I looked back, I watched a man get hit by a bus, ignoring him, I walked on.

Opening my eyes, I knew Jessica had gone through something similar, but she actually killed someone, and the man wasn't able to stop her in time. Yet, there was sorrow, pain, and hatred. Sorrow for taking the life, pain for what felt like it lasted years, and hatred for the guy.

I didnt know what it meant, just that I needed to drink more.