Chapter Five: Cutting and Drinking

A/N: I'M SO TIRED. UGH. I tired but I'm going to write another chapter today, because I love you. This is for you How to Rock lovers. We have to save H2R or I'LL DIEEEEEEEEEE! Okay so let's get on with the story!

I've also noticed that i have a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes and they're annoying to me so I'll try to fix them. If I figure out how to... Can anyone help me?

And one more thing! I've decided to make Molly Zander's sister so her and Gravity 5 are kinda friends.

OH and another thing there's cutting and drinking in this chapter so... you've been warned...

Disclaimer: I don't own How to Rock. If I did there would hopefully be more Zevie. AND IT WOULDN'T BE CANCELLED! I only own the plot. And I don't own Spongebob. Just putting that out there.

Last time on Broken:

"Are you guys okay?"

"He was suppose to be the caring friend, but I guess he's still vain."

"He's an asshole. He played us and now just look at Stevie,"

"Stevie. You don't have to pretend like everything's okay. We know you're faking."

And they know that on the inside I'm crumbling and I am but I just don't want they to know.

Be good to her, Nelson.

Stevie's Pov:

I wake up to the sound the TV playing. I open my eyes and see Kevin and Nelson awake and watching Spongebob. Kacey is asleep on Kevin's shoulder.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." Kevin says.

"Morning." I say with a small smile. We watch Spongebob for an hour before Kacey wakes up.

"Morning sleeping beauty!" Kevin, Nelson, I yell. She just squints her eyes at us and falls back onto the couch. After two hours of Spongebob and small talk Kacey and Kevin leave.

"Are you sure it's okay." Nelson asks.

"It's fine. Your mom needs you home so go. Plus you live two houses down so if I need you I'll come visit" I say. He nods hesitantly then leaves.

I clean up the living room then go up to my room. I collapse onto my bed and just lie there. I look at my alarm clock and see that it's already one o'clock. Next to my alarm is a picture a frame. I sit up and pick it up. It's a picture of Zander and I in the ninth grade at slow dancing the winter ball. Zander's in a white suit and I'm in a puffy snow white dress that goes up to my knees. I smile at the picture then frown. I almost forgot that Zander lied. My hands tighten around the frame. Damn I should have known that he was lying, he's Zander Robbins. I stare at the picture then throw the frame against the wall. The glass shatters into tiny little shards.

I race to the bathroom and grab my razor. I've heard that this helps the pain, somehow. The thin medal is cold against my skin. Just this one time. I gently press on the the razor and flick my wrist. It stings a lot and there's a little bit of blood but it feels really good. A tear leaks out and I realize that I'm crying. I curl up and cry.

Zander's Pov:

God I'm such an idiot. I should've just quit the football team. They're just asses who can throw a ball. Everyone I care about is hurt. Especially Stevie. God I fucked up. I feel my back hit my bed and I look at the frame on my nightstand. It's a picture of me and Stevie at the winter ball in the ninth grade. I reach over, grab the frame, and stare at it. My fingers run over Stevie's white dress and I smile.

I wonder if she's okay.

Of course she isn't dumbass! YOU HURT HER!

You don't think that I don't know that!?

Well you should have thought about that a couple years ago. You don't think that becoming her friend as a bet wouldn't come back to bite you in the ass?

Damn it! I have to stop talking to myself!

Yeah and you should get Stevie back! SHE'S HURT AND IT'S YOUR FAULT!

"I KNOW!" I yell. I throw the frame onto the nightstand and storm out of my room.

I grab my keys and run to my car. I drive until I get to the liquor store. The words "John's Liquor Barrel" light up in red. I rip the door open and go to the back of the store. Cases of beer line racks or are stored in fridges. I grab two six packs and speed walk to the cash register. Setting the beer on the counter, I take out forty bucks and my fake id. One of the perks of being a jock. The man behind the counter scans the cases, looks at my id, then takes my money. I don't even wait for the change. I grab the cases and run out to my rusty pick up truck. I hop in and put the beer in the seat next to me. I drive back to my house and head to the woods behinds in my backyard, the cases of beer in my hands. The sound of water rushing fills my ears and I see the the small stream. I sit a log and take out a bottle of beer. I pop the cap off and chug it down. The bitter taste feels like it numbs the anger inside of me. I chug down the rest of the bottles in that pack and hide the other pack in a hallow tree, for tomorrow. I wait for the dizziness in my head to fade and then I stagger back home.

"Where have you been?" Molly asks. Molly is my annoying twin sister and head cheerleader. She is also the reason why I can't ask out any cheerleaders.

"In the woods. I wanted to clear my head." I say.

She scoffs, "I know what you did to your band."

I groan, "How?"

"Kacey." she says. " She told me everything and that Stevie's basically a mess." Her eyes are cold, " How could you do that to them? I'm not their best friend and I may be cruel and sneaky but you... you are just an ass!"

I clench my fist together. " YOU DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW THAT!?" I scream in her face. "I KNOW THAT IT'S MY FAULT! I KNOW THAT I'M AN ASS! I KNOW THAT THE PEOPLE I LOVE ARE HURT AND I CAN'T DO A DAMN THING BECAUSE I'M THE ONE WHO HURT THEM!" Tears start to leak out and Molly pulls me into her arms.

"Shh.. It's okay baby bro, it's okay" She coos, " It's okay. They'll forgive you, you just how to show them that you can." she says.

I pull away from her and nod "You're right." I whisper.

She smiles and pats my shoulder, "Okay now go upstairs and get changed. Mom will be home soon." I turn around and run to the stairs. I change into a new into my sweatpants and white tank top. I smack my lips together then race to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Got to get rid of the beer breath.

A/N: it's 2 a.m. and im going to post this chapter now, so srry if there are tons of mistakes! UGH and im tired! okay so remember to help save how to rock! OR I'LL DIE! K PEACE!