A/N- Ok I know this is short and I'm really sorry. Some of you aren't going to like this chapter, and are probably going to think I have issues. Please review, even if you hate it.
It was 4:30 and I was extremely bored, so I decided to go hang out with Nate. I walked into his room and he said he was getting ready to go out, but he said I could come if I wanted.
"Ok," I said, "but do you think you'll be able to bring me home around 7? I'm going out with Teddy tonight."
"Yeah it shouldn't be a problem I guess." He replied.
"So where are we going?" I asked.
"I met these guys before and they want to go hang out by the junkyard." He said, walking out the door.
"Oh fun." I said sarcastically, following him out the door.
"Hey, you don't have to come." He said, a little annoyed.
"No I want to." I said getting into the car.
Ten minutes later we were at the junkyard. There were five other guys there; one was Vern's brother Billy. Theydidn't really seem to care that I tagged along, but I'm sure they didn't love it. There were all in the process of getting wasted when I realized that Nate was way too drunk to drive me home.
"Nate, what the fuck?" I said, seriously pissed off. It's not like I care if drinks, but he's supposed to be the normal one in the family. Plus, I had no way of getting home in time to get ready now; it would take way to long to walk.
"What?" he asked
"You're supposed to bring me home." I said a little bit too bitchy.
"Fine. Get in the car." He said. He definitely was not aware of the fact that he was wasted. I know Nate; he would never drive anyone anywhere if he was drunk.
"Yeah right." I said. I was not about to be killed.
"I'll bring her home." One of the other guys said, I'm pretty sure his name Ace. Anyway, that worked for me, he wasn't drunk, or if he was he didn't seem it.
"Are you sure?" I asked. Nate completely ignored him and was now talking to Vern's brother.
"Yeah no problem get in." he replied.
We got in the car and I told him how to get to my house. Something was definitely bothering him.
"So how come you weren't drinking with them?" I asked, trying to break the silence.
"I have to baby sit my sister later." He said. He seemed like the type of guy that really care about his sister and actually looked out for her. I thought it was sweet.
We talked pretty much the rest of the way home, just about random things. I found out he was 18 and that he knew Chris and Teddy and everyone and didn't like them. He wouldn't tell me why though. Anyway he dropped me off at exactly 7 and left.
I decided to just leave on the same clothes I was already wearing and just took my hair down. Haha, I guess I really didn't need that much time to get ready. No one was home so I just kind of sat around waiting for Teddy to come.
Teddy came a little bit before 8, but I didn't care because I was already ready.
Anyway just as we walked out the door he told me that he talked to Gordie.
"He just doesn't want you to come between us, especially him and Chris. He thinks were all going to end up drifting apart and he doesn't want any more drama." He said, "But we're not drifting apart, and I really want you to hang out with us and everything, so I told him that he didn't need to worry about it. He said he try to a little bit nicer to you."
"Wow, I really don't want to screw up you guy's friendship or anything, ugh I really don't want him to hate me either." I said kind of laughing.
"Don't worry about it." He said.
"So where are going?" I asked.
"To the lake." He said.
"Um, I'm sorry, but there's no way I'm going in that lake." I said. He just laughed at me.
"No not in the lake, just by it." He said.
"Ok good."
We got to the lake and were sitting down by the edge, talking about random things. I could tell he wanted to ask me about before. I figured I could trust him, which is really weird for me, I normally don't trust a lot of people.
"Evee?" he said.
"Yeah?" I replied, knowing what was coming next.
"What happened before?" he said, staring out at the lake.
"I was in therapy." I said half as a smart-ass, half seriously.
"Yeah I kind of figured that, but why?" he said, still staring out at the lake.
"Why does it matter." I said, now completely serious, but not in a bitchy way.
"Because that's the same place I go to." He said, now looking at the ground.
"What?" I asked, now completely confused. I definitely wasn't expecting that.
"I've been going there for five years." He kind of half mumbled.
"Why?" I asked, realizing that I was completely turning this around and putting the focus on him.
"Mainly because of my dad. What about you?" he asked, looking up at me.
"Kind of the same reason. My dad is dead. I couldn't handle it, and that caused some problems." I said.
"Like this?" he asked pulling up his sleeve and showing me his wrist; it looked exactly like mine. Wow, ok definitely not expecting that either. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.
"How did you know?" I asked; it was my turn to stare at ground.
"I saw your arm in the tree house before." He said really quietly. "How long?" he asked.
I knew what he meant. "Since I got clean, a little before then, too." It was weird. I felt ok telling him this. I really hope I don't end up regretting it. He just nodded and stared off at the lake. I knew he understood, and I was glad that he left it at that.