Hey guys,

Thank you so much for all of those who reviewed the last chapter and a special thanks for those of you who have reviewed the last three :) I love you all ...

So hear is the next chapter for you, I hope you like it =]

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Enjoy, xx

He walked to the doors and the lady let him out. He took her to his car and layed her down in the back seat. He didn't strap her in because he knows that it scares you when your drunk. He layed her down and jumped in the drivers seat, strapping himself in and turning the key he left the party, never wanting to return.

He knew he had to take care of Mitchie, hopefully his mom wouldn't be awake at home ...

As Shane rode down the highway he could hear that Mitchie was in pain. She would stay silent and then suddenly she would just scream, it scared him, but he hadn't crashed so far. He was worried about her. He didn't have a clue what to do with her. Maybe it would be helpful if his mom was awake?

Caitlyn was sitting on her hospital bed waiting for Jacob to finish singing her out. She had re-dressed herself in the pyjama's that she left her house in; her clothes chucked in a plastic bag. Jacob turned and smiled at her.

"Come on then Caity, let's get going" He explained as he held out his hand. She took it and jumped off the bed. She landed on her ankle and yelped in pain. "Idiot" She heard Jacob mumble and she whacked him.

The whole time they were walking Caitlyn was clutching to her phone, hoping that Mitchie was OK. Shane better look after her or she would kill him, it was her fault for leaving her alone there.

"Should I ring Mitchie and see if she's OK?" Caitlyn asked as she climbed in the passenger seat.

"No Cait, she'll be fine. If anything happens Shane will let you know. Calm down" He assured her as he strapped himself in and started the car.

Sighing, she turned and rested her head on the cold glass. She couldn't deal with her parents shouting at her and grounding her tonight. Not when she was so worried about Mitchie and Alex.

Meanwhile, at the party, Nate and Jason were holding onto each other as they looked around the party for Alex. So far they'd looked everywhere and couldn't find her anywhere.

"Nate, she's obviously gone home. Can we go now? It's getting way out of hand here" Jason asked, obviously getting a little worried about their safety. All around them drunk people were fighting, making out or they had seen unfortunate scene's of Seniors in groups grabbing the drunk Freshman and taking them into the back, where they would hear them scream and the guys laughing.

"We can't leave incase she is still here. Look, we'll try ringing her and if we get no answer, then we'll go home" Nate explained as he pulled out Mitchie's phone that Shane had given her and dialled Alex's number.

It answered but she didn't. He could hear a guy talking and instantly he recognised the voice as Leroy's. He was drunk and a complete pervert. Alex was in severe danger.

Shane turned the last corner slowly, making sure that Mitchie wasn't falling around in the back seat, she hadn't been sick but he knew she was about to. He could hear it in her moans and the way she kept saying 'Sick'. He pulled up outside his driveway and opened the door. Grabbing Mitchie and took her over to the grass verge. Laying her down he tied her hair up around her shoulder's, out of the way, and sighed as she was sick. He turned around and grabbed her bag from the car before locking it. He sat down next to her on the grass and rubbed circles on her lower back, in an attempt to sooth her and calm her down.

A drunk man walked past with a girl of only Mitchie's age.

"Oh dude, score!" He laughed as he picked up the girl and ran off. She was screaming and laughing. Shane wanted to help but he couldn't leave Mitchie alone.

"Are you done, Mitchie?" He asked quietly and she nodded.

"I'm so sorry, Shane. I've completely ruined your night"

"It's fine, I just want you to be ok" He answered truthfully and she smiled before sitting up.

"Can we go inside? I'm cold now" She admitted and he nodded, helping her stand on her feet. They walked slowly to the front of the house and as Shane helped her up the stairs a familiar pair of slippers stopped him from walking any further.

"Good evening, Shane" She greeted in a stern tone.

As Jacob pulled up on the driveway the porch light flicked on and there, waiting at the door was Mr and Mrs Geller.

"Oh God" Caitlyn cursed under her breath as they stood there with their arms folded, frowns on their faces.

"Good luck baby girl, I'm staying round Kelly's tonight. You ok getting out?"

"No" She admitted and he sighed as he walked round and opened her door for her. She grabbed onto his arm and slowly and carefully got out of the car. As soon as her parents saw the state she was in and her leg they ran out.

"Caitlyn Geller! Where the hell have you been and what have you done to yourself?!" They bellowed as they ran up to her. Jacob kissed them on the side and smiled as he backed out of the driveway. Leaving her to explain by herself.

"Nate how are we going to find Alex and Leroy when we've already looked around this whole party?" Jason asked, making a point. Nate sighed and looked at him.

"We haven't looked in the building yet, we'll look in there and if she isn't there, then we'll go" He decided as they took off, dodging through all the people, and lept inside the building. As soon as they did, they saw Leroy leading Alex outside, their clothes on backwards and hair muffled up. Alex was crying and laughing and Nate and Jason stopped.

"What the hell do you think you're doing Leroy!? She's a freshman" Jason shouted as he walked up to Leroy, punching him square in the face. Nate grabbed Alex's arm and led her outside.

"Are you OK?" He asked her, concerned and worried.

"Yeah, can you take me home?"

"Of course. Jason!" He called as they both grabbed Alex's arms, holding her up, as they lead her out of the party.

They all got in Jason's car and strapped themselves in, Alex had her head hanging out the window, in case she wanted to be sick. Nate sighed. "Leroy is such a prick, once we find out what he done to her, he's dead" Nate scolded as he checked on Alex in the back seat. "Poor girl"

"Mom, I can explain" Shane begun as he held Mitchie up with his right arm. His mother was currently asking him where he had been, where his brothers were and who the girl was.

"Shane, stop worrying OK? I know that you went to that party, Nate told me and I said it was OK for you to go, that I don't need you to explain. What I do need you to explain is what happened to this poor girl" She asked as she quickly walked down to the other side of Mitchie and held her up gently. "Come on sweetie, let's get you cleaned up"

As they got inside and turned off the porch lights, Denise layed Mitchie down on the sofa in the living room, with a sick bowl and a glass of water. It was a good thing Denise was a nurse, otherwise they would have no idea what to do.

"OK Shane, I need the whole truth of what happened" She started.

"Ok well basically I met her at the party and she had a lot to drink, she was really worried because she lost her two best friends and I helped her look for them before everything got out of hand. She walked into a building at the side and later, when I found her she was being led around by some girls who had said that they spiked her drink 5 times more than normal"

"Oh God, poor girl. How old is she?" Denise asked as she felt her temperature.

"She's a Freshman" He admitted, feeling ashamed. She was only 14 maybe 15 years old and this had happened to her.

Denise looked at him in shock, before sighing. "Let's get her sorted ... "

There you go! =]

Sorry, the next chapter is going to be mostly Smitchie with a lot less Alex and Caitlyn. I hope you liked this chapter and it wasn't too confusing. I promise the next chapter will be a lot better, this was also another filler chapter because I needed all of this stuff to happen.

Next chapter - Smitchie. After that - You'll have to wait and see.

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Love,

Eloise xx