Ok so I'm kind of a newbie at posting my fanfictions on this website. So please forgive any errors I make while writing my story. And thank you There she Goes and Shes Comin For giving me the first review I had ever received. I took your advice and I'm going to use it. So this chapter will have some more Nate and my favorite character Sully (applause). This chapter will also have a Bryce and Zayn fight. They're still on the flashback and it left off with Zayn seeing Bryce and Juliet getting heated. So here is the second chapter of The Secret Life of Juliet Drake. (Make sure to review!)

"Harrington, get your fucking hands off my sister." said Zayn nearly growling at him.

"Oh, hi Zayn, I'm just calming your sister down, ya know?" said Zayn getting off of me, "She drank a bit too much tequila and now she's a little 'out of it'."

"Harrington, I'm going to kill you fucking dickshit! You got my sister drunk." Said Zayn going up to Bryce and punching him right in the left eye.

Bryce basically flew backwards and crashed into the other couple who was now fully aware of the fight. The lady from the other couple screamed at the top of her lungs and a whole crowd was forming at the door. Then I thought to myself.

Huh, I'm totally not coming back to school after this party.

Bryce got up and he started running up to Zayn and kicked him in the stomach. Zayn bent over and Bryce got on top of him making both of them fall on the ground. Bryce started punching Zayn in the gut. The whole crowd was mixed with people gasping, cheering and screaming. Zayn threw Bryce off of him towards the window and kicked him between his legs. Bryce screamed and Zayn jumped on him but they ended up breaking through and falling out the window.

Dear God.

I was pretty aware of everything going on but also really sick. I guess I wasn't fully recovered. But even though I couldn't walk straight or get my stomach to stop giving me signals to throw up, I was definitely aware that I was in for it at home.

One: for lying to dad since I said I was going studying with some friends

Two: for going to a high school party after curfew

Three: for drinking tequila and getting drunk at the party

Four: for nearly "doing it" with Bryce Harrington

Oh, I was dead for sure

Great job Juliet, for showing mom and dad that you're a responsible 14 year old.

I tried to get up and go to where Zayn and Bryce were nearly killing each other at but I was really unstable. I was knocking into everything. When I finally reached outside, I could see a cop car coming towards the house.

"Zayn, there's fuzz trouble." I said with my words slurring together

"I gotta finish with this douche for nearly raping my sister!" He said elbowing Bryce in the back

"Oh yeah Zayn, just think of your little clean sister losing it all to me… I wasn't even going to use protection either." Said Bryce nearly smirking

"Bastard…" hissed Zayn. He grabbed Bryce's arm and twisted it behind his back. Bryce screamed and the 2 police came out of the car. They separated Zayn from Bryce.

"NO! Let me finish off with this asshole." Said Zayn trying to pull away put the police guard just held Zayn away tighter. Don't get me wrong, Zayn is strong, but this guy was huge and muscular so I don't think Zayn has a chance of getting away.

"No officers let me go, I need to finish off my get together time with Jules." Bryce said winking at me. I didn't even blush or smile. I just gave him a cold hard stare. At least I was able to do that in the condition I'm in.

"Get together time my ass. You were trying to get in her pants." Said Zayn pointing at me

"It's not like she didn't want me to." He said

This made Zayn tick and he tried harder to get away but the cop still held a firm grip on him. Then the cop looked at me. He was really buff when you look at him directly. He had to be at least 6'4. He was bald and had an orange beard and a really pointy nose. He looked at least 38.

"Are they referring to you miss?" asked the officer.

"Is it a crime to say yes?" I asked trying not to slur on my words but failed.

"No but I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to come with us." He said sighing.

I nodded and walked over to their cop car. Me, Bryce, and Zayn had to sit in the back. But they made Bryce and Zayn sit in opposite seats and me in the middle, sadly, next to Bryce. They started the car and it was quiet for about 2 minutes then the buff cop asked.

"Ok, lover boy… your stop first. Where do you live?" he said referring to Bryce with an annoyed voice.

Bryce hesitated for a second. Then he said:

"What happens if I don't tell you?"

The cop stopped driving then turned around to face him.

"Kid, do you know I could be charging so many things against you? Drinking, rape, curfew…"

Bryce kind of twitched then he told them where he lived. And that's where we went. When we got there, the other cop who hadn't talked trough the whole incident asked me and Bryce to exit out the car and towards his house. So we did and while we did, Bryce took a grip on my hand and flipped off Zayn. I wasn't going to let this bastard win. So I ended up kicking Bryce in the shin. He took the message and dropped my hand.

The cop was knocking on the door of Bryce's house and then that's when Bryce's mom came out. She saw the cops and murmured "Oh god."

"Ma'am, me and my partner were out and we saw your son at a teen party…"
Then he ended up telling Bryce's mom everything. Bryce's mom looked at me with an apologetic look and told the police this won't happen again. And she grabbed Bryce's blood covered wrist really hard and pulled him inside.

Then me and the cop got back in the car. Zayn looked at me and put a hand over my cheek.

"You look so green." He said. That's when I studied his face. He had a bloody nose, a busted lip and a black eye.

"Well, I feel really sick right now Zayn." I said looking down and clutching my stomach.

"Just wait until the morning…" Zayn murmured

Nathan Drakes POV

"Damn, those kids must have had a lot of homework to do…" I said taking a swing of my beer.

"Nate, what time did those kids leave?" said Sully who was accompanying me in the drinking.

"About 7." I said thinking back, "they said they were getting help from friends."

"They both said that they were getting help?" Sully said bringing out his cigar.

"Yeah." I said going back to drinking.

"At the same time…?" Sully said looking at me giving me the "Hello?" look.

"Alright Sully, what are you getting at?" I asked. "I've had enough of your 20 questions quiz."

"Nate, how naïve are you? They're teenagers kid. It's a Friday night. Do the words Teen Party not go in your head?" said Sully.

"What? Why would they need to lie about going to something like that." I said setting down my beer. Bryce goes to parties all the time.

"It must mean that there's something there that you wouldn't find… "most appropriate.""

I was about to say something but then the door rang and Sully got up to go answer it. He looked through the window and then he said:

"HOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLYYYYY Shit!"

"What?" I said getting up.

"The fuzz kid." Said Sully walking away.

"Crap, they finally caught up with us." I turned around and saw Sully going through the cabinet where we kept snacks.

"Sully! This is no time for tea and crumpets!" I said whispering.

"I'm aware indeed, my great English man." Sully said then he brought out two shotguns from my cabinet.

"You were hiding shotguns? Shotguns where my kids look for food?" I asked basically screaming

"They never found out did they?" Sully said grinning.

I looked towards the window again only to see the cop still there and Zayn and Juliet coming out the car.

This can't be good.

"Sully, put the guns away. You've got to see this." I whispered then opened the door.

"Hello sir, are these your kids?" he asked looking at me as if he was trying to scan me.

"Yess…" I said really cautiously. Then I looked at Zayn who was beat up pretty badly, "What happened kid?"

"I believe I can tell you that sir. You son and daughter were at a high school party." Said the cop. He was pretty buff

"What a surprise…" said Sully coming behind me.

"And your daughter had some Tequila from a boyfriend I see…"

"And stop there. Tequila? Boyfriend?" I asked looking at Juliet who was trying to avoid eye contact with me.

"She became drunk off of it and that's when her boyfriend, who by the way is named Bryce Harrington, took it as a chance to sleep with her."
"Wait… did he!" I asked grabbing on to the cops shirt. "Cause I'm going to hunt that little punk down…"

"No sir, your son came just in time and began to assault Mr. Harrington trying to defend the sister." Said the cop swatting away my hand.

"Good job kiddo!"I said patting Zayn on the back. At least I could finally trust this kid now

The cop didn't seem to like the fact that I let Zayn go off easy. He said:

"Sir, please take this matter seriously, I could be charging your children against many rules broken right now and-"

"Yeah I will take it seriously." I said grabbing hold of Juliet's wrist. By the time I'm done with that girl... she's lucky her brother was there because if Elena found out I left them to go to a teen party. Then get caught by the police. I'd do anything. I'm trying to steer away from trouble and that includes treasure hunting. I gotta take care of my kids now.

"I'm sorry Mr…" I said extending a hand towards the cop

"Bunny? Mr. Bunny." He said shaking my hand

The kids couldn't help but snicker. I tried my hardest not to crack up too after Sully "excused himself" to go crack up in the kitchen. A big buff guy like this has a last name Mr. Bunny?

Mr. Bunny left with this other police guard. The kids were still making fun of Mr. Bunny but once they figured out I was glaring at them. They kept their mouths shut.

Juliet's Point of View.

"Now if all of you are done laughing, could someone explain to me what the hell is going on?" asked dad really angrily.

Neither me nor Zayn said anything. Dad chuckled and leaned on the door. He just stayed like that for a minute then signed.

"You two, sit at the dining table."

Neither me nor Zayn moved. Why was dad acting so calm? I could feel that anger burning in him.

"Go now!" said dad pointing to the kitchen.

Me and Zayn practically rushed to the kitchen and sat down. We say Sully eating a sandwich while smoking his cigar. Is that even possible?

Sully looked at us then grinned. How did he find this funny when our dad was about to strangle us? Strange most likely me!

Dad came into the kitchen and sat down in one of the dining room chairs. He looked at both of us and said the first word.

"Who's talking first?"

Me and Zayn looked at each other. I did my beg pleading look at Zayn. If dad was gonna be mad at us, he was gonna be mad at me the most for doing the most faults. Anyways, Zayn understood my look and sighed.

"Dad we went studying at first but then we wanted to cool off and went to a party we got invited to."

"Well where are your text books then?" he said watching Zayn to see what he'd say next. Of course, Zayn was never good at lying so he just looked down and kicked my leg as if to say 'Your turn'.

"Dad, listen we went to the party and then Bryce practically forced me to drink tequila." I said with my voice still slurring a bit.

"Oh god…" dad said looking at me with a cautious look. "Your drunk aren't you?"

"Ehhh ..eh.. noooo…" I said but the green on my face and my unbalanced standing and sitting made it obvious.

"Juliet, you took advantage of my trust. You lied to me about all of today." Said dad putting his fingers on his eyes.

"What I'm still stuck on is when did you get Bryce Harrington as a boyfriend?" Sully said coming to sit down.

"You know Bryce?" said Zayn wide-eyed

"Everyone knows Bryce. The womanizer, the thief.." dad said

"His second home is practically the pound!" Sully exclaimed.

I looked down. This is way too embarrassing. I was never going out with Bryce I just had a crush on him that was it.

"I'm not going out with Bryce…"

"Huh, I don't know what to believe anymore." Dad said putting his hands over his head. "I trusted you. I expected this from Zayn but you?"

I kept looking down. I can't believe this is happening.

"Now what is Elena gonna say?" dad said.

"It depends on how bad it is…" said a feminine voice coming into the kitchen.

Crap, double screwed now.