Adam woke up to knocking, well more like pounding, at his door. Groaning, Adam walked to the door in a grey shirt and black shorts. "What is with the pounding?"he rubbed his eyes and when his vision came clear he saw Faith standing there smirking.

"I thought I could be nice and wake you up. Group is in an hour. Breakfast in the main room." Then she walked away from his room.

Adam closed the door and grabbed clothes then walked to the showers. It was Sunday and three days of being clean. He wanted to keep going that way. The guys were coming tomorrow and he wanted to show them that he was changing. But then he thought about Faith and how no one comes to see her. He felt bad for her. If she had no one then why was she trying to get clean? Maybe for herself. Adam finished up his shower and got dressed into black jeans and a white tight shirt.

Adam walked into the main room and saw a spot open across from Faith. She caught his gaze and smiled holding up a plate of chocolate muffins. He returned the smile and sat across from her grabbing a muffin.

"Thank you." She nodded and silence fell between them.

"So are you going to tell me why your here?" Adam asked when he finished his muffin.

"Nope,"she said shaking her head. Adam laughed but something caught his attention.

"You stupid fucking whore." He saw a redheaded girl being pulled out of the main room and the same blonde girl from last night smirking.

"I'm guessing she likes to start a lot of shit." Faith nodded and stretched. Adam noticed part of her grey sweater sleeve was pulled down and he could only see a part of her scar.

"Well, I'll see you in group." Adam nodded then watched her walk back to her room. He walked to his room also and pulled out his notebook. He suddenly had the urge to write.

'So what if you can see the darker side of me. No one will ever change this animal I've become'

"Adam, time for group."Faith said from the doorway. He nodded and followed behind her and sat down in the same spot asyesterday.

"Nice to see your on time today Faith. Try not to have another brawl today. That was your third one this week," the bald guy from yesterday said. Adam just gave her a look and she shrugged.

"Okay, today we're going to go around the circle and your each going to tell us why you want to change. Adam your first."

He rubbed his palms on his jeans and spoke up. "I remember I sneaked out from the hotel me and my band was staying. I knew this guy that had exactly what I needed. When I came back to the hotel, my band mates knew I left for my fix and they were pissed. They threatened that if I don't stop I would get kicked out. That was the changing point for me." The guy nodded then Adam sat in silence and listened to the other peoples stories and then it was Faith's turn.

"Why do I have to tell everyone my personal shit? It's non of their business,"she said crossing her arms.

The leader, who's name is Greg, rubbed his eyes. "Faith, the group sessions are to help you change and stay clean." Faith shook her head and stood up and was going to walk out but the blonde chick from yesterday spoke up stopping her.

"Your such a bitch. Your here to get clean but you don't do anything to do it. What would your daughter think? Oh wait thats right, your daughter died. Why was that?" Faith spun around and slowly walked towards her.

"Listen here you stupid fucking cunt. Don't you dare bring up my dead daughter. What I did was an accident and I pay for it every god damn day of my life. So shut the fuck up you dumb cunt." Faith was in her face by now and Adam knew that at any second she could snap. But she didn't do anything except for walking back to her seat and sitting down with a groan.

"Well then, I think we should go call it a day. Don't forget next month is the annual ball. See you tomorrow. And Faith remember your still being watched because of last week." Faith just flipped him the bird then walked out.

Adam knew the little episode had upset her. He felt sorry that her daughter had died but he wanted to know how. As he was walking to his room, he started having an itch for his drug so when he got to his room he pulled out his note book and wrote...'pain without love. pain. can't get enough. pain. i like it rough. cause i'd rather feel pain then nothing at all.'He closed the notebook and laid back in his bed. Whenever he had an itch for the drug, writing lyrics to a song would help. He thought of what the band was doing back home.

"We need a medic!"someone yelled from the hallway. Adam sprung up from his bed and ran to his door and saw someone standing in front of Faith's room. He looked past them and saw blood spots leading to a body lying on the floor with blood oozing out from Faith's wrist.

"Oh my god,"Adam whispered but he knew he couldn't go and help her.A medic ran in front of his vision and before Adam could see anything else, the president of the clinic came and told everyone to go to their rooms and close the door. The last thing he saw before closing the door was Faith's eyes holding his gaze. He could see pain inside them and they were pleading for help.