A/N: Agh, I know it's been forever. And I am sooooooooo sorry. You have no idea how much I've been wanting to post a new chapter. But I love you guys so much for keeping up with my story and I will try to update more. I just want to say that I haven't really had the motivation to do anything and I've been suffering from a major case of writers block. Plus I've been working on my European History homework. So, here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy it. Those of you who still have faith in me anyway...

Adam's POV

I was sitting on the couch watching Ridiculousness when the doorbell rang. "I got it." I called, hoping Allie wouldn't come downstairs. She'd been up in her room all day and I didn't think to go up and check on her.

"Hey Jason." I said as I opened the door and let him in. He looked... nervous. I punched him in the arm and chuckled. "What's up with you man? You look like you're gonna have a heart attack." He looked up at me and I expected him to brush me off or offer up a sarcastic remark. Instead, he just stood there.

My smile faded. "Something wrong?" Dumb question. Of course something is wrong. "I-I can't do it." He said and for a moment I was confused. He didn't sound like himself. In fact, he kind of sounded like a wimp. "Can't do what?" He flopped down on the couch and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm not gonna take her to the party tonight. I can't do this to her."

Of course, I knew who he was talking about. "Jason, what are you talking about." I asked, still standing by the door. Jason gave a frustrated sigh. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." He said, standing up and facing me. "At first I was okay with all this because it's fun to mess with people. I'll admit that. But this... This is wrong Adam and you know it. You know about everything and I can't believe you. You've known Bree your whole life and you know what she's been through. You knew her mother died and you knew she was alone. You knew that her father didn't care and you still left her." He said, his voice steadily getting louder, but I kept my cool, letting his words go right through me. It's like I wasn't hearing him.

"I was never actually with her." I stated and he just stared at me with a blank expression. "That's such a load of-" he stopped and looked away from me for a second. "You might have everyone else fooled. I think you even have yourself fooled. But I can see right though this act. I saw the way you looked at us in school. I could see the anger in your eyes when I touched her. You practically radiate jealously."

I clenched my jaw, refusing to respond. I tried to ignore what he was saying, but it was all getting to me now. "This prank your going to pull on Bree. It would haunt you for the rest of your life. What would you do if something happened to her? How would you feel?"

I couldn't take it anymore. My arms shot out and I pushed him away from me. He staggered but caught himself before he fell. "You hurt her and I'll put you in the hospital." I growled at him, surprising myself. He stared at me, shocked into silence by the murderous look on my face. You could hear a pin drop it was so quiet.

"The thing is, you've already hurt her. The only thing holding her up is me. I don't care if she hates me, but she is going to figure out about all this." He paused, and pushed past me, walking towards the door. I didn't even turn around. "She loved you Adam. You hurt her and she still loves. As much she tries to hide it, I can see it. The odds are that you're probably gonna lose her for good tonight. As far as I'm concerned, you're gonna get whats coming to you. You don't deserve to have someone like her."

I turned around as he opened the door. "I never wanted to hurt her. I just didn't know what else to do." I said quietly. Jason's shoulders slumped slightly and he sighed. "You brought this on yourself Adam. You tell Bree tonight or I will." With that he was gone. I stayed completely still until I heard Jason's car drive away.

Thats when I heard footsteps on the stairs. "Adam... what's going on?" I couldn't answer her. I was still trying to figure out what had happened. Jason was right. I deserved whatever happened tonight. Could I really own up to what I had done? I don't think I could stand to see her face. But if Jason told her, than she'd think I didn't care at all. I flopped down on the couch and put my elbows on my knees, resting my head in my hands.

Allison's POV

I had never seen my brother look so... broken before. Cautiously I walked up to the couch and after a moments hesitation, I sat down beside him. "Adam?" He didn't answer me to I put a hand on his shoulder and shook it gently. "Adam...What's wrong?" He finally looked up at me but it wasn't a look I wanted to see. He looked distant, as if he was really deep in thought or he was looking right through me.

"How much did you hear?" He asked, but he didn't really sound angry. "Enough to know why Bree doesn't come over anymore..." I said quietly and he looked back at the floor. "I messed up Allie." He said. I had no idea what to say to him. What could I have said?

"What are you going to do?" I asked and he sighed. "There's nothing I can do." I stared at him. "Nothing you can d-" Anger flooded through me. "Of course you can do something!" I yelled surprising myself. Adam snapped his head up to look at me, his eyes wide, and I stood up. "What is wrong with you Adam? You're not even going to try to fix this? Bree was your best friend and you're just going to let Jason tell her about all this."

Adam stood up as well. There was fire burning in his eyes. That was the first time I had ever been afraid of my brother. But I wasn't going to back down. "You know Bree would forgive you. You're just too scared own up to what you did. I can't believe that after everything you would just abandon her like that-"

"Oh get over it Allie!" He yelled, cutting me off, and I froze. "This isn't really about me, is it? You just want me to make up with Bree because she was your only friend. You've always been a loner. I guess it takes one to know one. I don't understand how such a friendless loser could be my sister."

I felt tears well up in my eyes and I couldn't do anything but stand there and take everything he was saying. "Oh, and news flash, Bree was never actually your friend. She was only nice to you out of pity because she knew you didn't have any friends."

Don't listen to him. He's just angry. Tears streamed down my cheeks as Adam's rant finally came to an end. The fire in his eyes had mostly burned out and I think he was just realizing everything he said. "You know, Bree loved you. She would never admit it, but I knew. I could tell you loved her too." I didn't want to be there any longer. I couldn't tell if the pain now imprinted on Adam's face was because I was crying or because he was regretting what he said. Not that it mattered.

"I hope Bree never forgives you Adam. You don't deserve her." I said and then turned and ran up the stairs. I don't know why I ran. Maybe I was expecting Adam to come after me and apologize, but it didn't happen. I slammed my room door shut and locked it. Not long after, I heard a car start and drive away from the house. I collapsed onto my bed, refusing to make a sound as tears fell down my cheeks.

Everything was still and the only sound was the constant ticking of the clock on my wall. My heart was aching and my hands shook as I unconsciously picked up my phone. I found myself staring at a text I had gotten earlier today.

Adrian: have you changed your mind?

For a moment I just stared at the text. I hated parties and being around large groups. But that wasn't the only reason I was nervous. A bunch of the "cool" kids from my school were crashing a party. My stomach churned. It was a bad idea and the only reason I said no before was because Adam would have been all over me for it. Anger made me see red at the thought of my brother and I quickly texted back a response without thinking it through.

Allison: yeah, I'm in

Bree's POV

I looked around the school grounds wondering how I got there. Where is everyone? I thought as I walked across the yard. "Bree..." I spun around but no one was there and a shiver ran down my spine. Suddenly I saw a silhouette across the yard. I took a few cautious steps forward and the figure also moved forward. I froze where I stood as the figure came within eye-shot. "Mom" I said. My voice sounded strange in the still, empty air.

She smiled. "I've missed you Bree. You've grown so much." What could I say to her? This is a dream. She isn't here. This is all just my imagination. Her smile faded slightly. "I know you think this is a dream Bree. But I'm really here." I shook my head and looked at her. "Then why didn't you come to me before?" She sighed.

"I wanted to. But I'm here now because I need to tell you something. You need to be careful." She said. "Be careful? Why?" I asked, fear seeping into my voice. "I know you don't understand what's happening to you Bree. You're trying to ignore it. But your ability... Your gift. It can't be ignored. Your... father. He passed it down to you."

I thought I was imagining things. But maybe I really had thrown those books of my shelf... with my mind. Its seemed insane. "Gift? Mom, I threw books off my shelf with my mind. It's not a gift. What if I hurt someone? What if I get mad? And what do you mean my father? He has powers?" She looked up at the sky as if she was searching for something. "I should have told you. But you were so young. You wouldn't have understood. I wanted to wait..." Sadness clouded her eyes.

My mouth was dry and I was almost afraid to ask what she meant. "Should have told me what?" She looked back at me. Her figure was starting to fade. "I'm so sorry Bree." Her voice was getting quieter. "Wait! What did you need to tell me." I said frantically. "The answers will come Bree. They are closer than you think..."

I jolted up in bed, breathing heavily. It was getting dark outside and I knew Jason would be here soon to pick me. I really didn't want to go to this party. I didn't fit in with this crowd and the whole idea just put a really bad feeling in my stomach.

My phone buzzed, gliding across my nightstand and I picked it up. It was completely ridiculous but I always held a small hope that maybe...just maybe, it was Adam.

Jason: Hey, I'm coming over right now. Be there in 10.

I didn't respond and suddenly wondered what I should wear. After a second of debate and staring at my closet, I finally went with my dark blue skinny jeans, white tank-top, and grey plaid button up shirt. It was a plain outfit and I hoped it would help take the attention away from me.

I brushed my hair and pulled it back into a high ponytail. I decided against eyeliner and just put on lip gloss.

A car honk sounded outside and I put my phone in my pocket. I walked down the stairs and out the door, locking it behind me. When I got in the passenger seat I noticed Jason looked almost nervous. "Something wrong Jason?" I asked and he looked at me. "No...everything's fine." I wasn't convinced but I figured he'd tell me when he was ready.

"You look nice Bree." he said and I blushed. "Thanks..." He smiled and pulled out onto the road. I leaned against the door and watched the scenery fly by. The nervous knot in my stomach kept getting tighter and tighter to the point where I felt like I was going to be sick.

You're over-reacting... This is just a normal party. People go to parties all the time. Why should this one be any different?

A/N: What did you guys think of that? I really hope you liked it and again, I'm so sorry it took so long. Favorite and Review, because you know I want to hear what you think. :D

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- muzic-wolf