A/N: Hey I'm not getting as many reviews as I got on the earlier chapters of this story? What happened, huh? Come on, guys you've got to review. Every review makes my day so much better so consider it while you're reading why don't ya? Oh, by the way, I've been getting people asking me when Vader's going to find out that Luke is his son. Don't worry. I've got the whole thing planned out. It'll come soon enough.

Chapter Nine

The morning after the dinner party disaster, Luke woke up remembering what had happened and grinned. All in all, sabotaging that dinner had been really fun last night. After Japhonan had yelled at him, Luke had gone back to his room and locked it so no one could come in and yell at him some more.

The grin left his face when he remembered how angry Japhonan had been at him and how upset and horrified Lizzian had been when she saw what a disaster her hard planned party had become.

Luke got solemn again. They were probably going to send him back now. And that was a good thing, wasn't it? He'd planned for them to send him back, didn't he?

Luke realized more and more that no matter how much he tried to justify it, he was still going to be upset. But he didn't want to stay here either! Did he?

Getting out of bed, Luke decided to go see what Japhonan and Lizzian were up to. It was good sleeping in his clothes, he thought. Luke always slept in his clothes and that way he didn't have to bother getting dressed when he woke up every morning because he was already dressed. It was convenient.

Luke tip toed quietly down the hall to the master bedroom and put his head against the door. Just as he thought, he heard voices on the other side of the door. He pressed closer to hear them.

"… maybe we should try something new," Lizzian was saying.

"I agree," Japhonan said. "Being around people isn't changing the boy's attitude at all. What else could we do?"

Luke faintly heard Lizzian make a noise that sounded like frustration. "I don't know. What did the people at FHF do?"

"No, no, no, whatever they tried didn't work. Or else the boy would be talking by now."

There was silence for a while. Luke waited, hoping they'd say more. After a few moments, Japhonan spoke again.

"Maybe it's just a time thing. I'll bet in a few more weeks, he'll start to get more familiar with us and with being around other people."

"Yes," Lizzian said, after considering it. "Yes, I bet that's it."

Luke had heard enough. He stormed away from the door, across the hall and down the stairs.

They weren't sending him back!? After everything he'd done, they weren't giving up!? This couple was harder than any other pair of people Luke had ever had to work against. Why couldn't they just give up before he started to like them? Luke knew that after a few weeks of these people being so kind, he would eventually start to like them… and then they'd send him back. That would hurt more than anything. This couldn't happen to him! Not again!

When he was younger, before Luke had had any experience in this kind of world, he would instantly begin to like his foster parents. But they'd send him back after a while for one reason or another and Luke was always left feeling lost and alone.

Well now he already knew that he was alone, so what was the point in pretending he wasn't? There was no way he was going to stay here long enough to like these people!

Luke looked around the apartment, trying to get his thoughts in order. No good. He was too angry and confused.

Making his way to the kitchen, Luke decided that maybe a sip of water would cool his temper down. He opened the freezer unit, but instead of going for the water jar, Luke's eyes fell on a leftover bottle of champagne from last night that hadn't been opened.

Luke didn't stop to think about what he was doing. He took the bottle of alcohol, then left the apartment. He went through the halls of the whole apartment building complex till he came to the exit. He left and walked out into the streets, never once looking back.

…

Lizzian probably wouldn't have found out so soon that the boy had left if she hadn't decided to check on him. She opened the door to his room and saw that the boy was no where to be seen.

This, of course, led her to believe that he was in the kitchen. That was the second place she looked. But when she didn't find him in there either, she began to get worried. Lizzian checked the dinning room, the library, and all the other rooms. The boy was nowhere to be seen.

"Japhonan!"

…

Luke had walked until he had left the upper part of Coruscaunt far behind him. Here, he sat down, happy to rest his tired legs. He looked at the champagne bottle he held. Luke hadn't opened it yet. He still didn't know if he wanted to.

Suddenly all the times when people had hurt him came to memory. That did it. Luke popped open the bottle and took a long sip. He put it down and grimaced at the unusual taste. For some reason, he raised the bottle to his lips again and took another sip. His body felt cold, then it got warm. Luke sipped it again. This carried on until there was nothing left in the bottle.

By this time, Luke had become quiet delusional and confused. He stood up and found that the world was spinning. He fell back down. Grunting, Luke tried to stand up again, using the wall of the building he'd been sitting against for support. Finally, he succeeded in standing up.

His head began to swim and Luke couldn't see clearly no matter how much he tried. Maybe a little walk would clear his head. Yeah, that was it.

Luke took a shaky step forward. Then another. His head began to ache but Luke didn't notice it much. He kept walking and didn't hear the sound of a speeder starting up nearby.

A few more steps. He decided that maybe he'd get farther running. And so, he began to run the best he could being drunk.

Suddenly, a speeder took off. The driver didn't see Luke until it was too late. They collided and Luke went crashing to the ground. He cried out at the pain that the sudden contact with the speeder had caused him.

Luke rolled his head from side to side. He couldn't stand up. He hurt… all over… so much… consciousness was leaving him. He faintly heard people yelling.

"Someone, call the hospital!"

That was the last thing he heard before he fell into unconsciousness.

A/N: Review you guys or you may have to wait a while for the next chapter… I'm just kidding. But seriously, reviews would help. I need at least seven reviews on this chapter before I give you another.