Disclaimer: Wow, I don't own Shake it Up, big surprise.

A/N: So… Well, after my computer crashed, I only managed to recover three word documents. The three I needed! This one, the start of the next chapter, and a chapter for one of my other fics, YAY!

Cece stared into the mirror, her reflection staring back at her. She twirled a piece of her red hair absentmindedly. Why was she so nervous? It was just Ty. Okay so maybe not 'just' Ty. They were going on a date, after all. And she was actually kind of looking forward to it. Plus, they had kissed.

They had kissed. She still didn't quite understand what had happened. One moment they had been talking about Rocky, and abuse, and other such depressing subjects, when he had suddenly kissed her. Just out of nowhere, leaned in and kissed her. To say she was shocked was an understatement.

Not that she hadn't enjoyed it, because she totally had. They had really connected, and to top it off, Ty was, it would seem, an excellent kisser. Did he always spontaneously kiss girls? (She really hoped not.) Or only when this girl was Cece, and they were talking about Rocky? Come to think of it, all their talk about Rocky had really seemed to bring them closer…

Rocky. She was going a big date with Danny tonight. Cece wasn't too worried, after all, they would be in a fancy, expensive restaurant. Danny wouldn't pull anything in public, would he? Her dad had never…

She examined her wrists, glad that the marks had faded, though you could still faintly see the thumbprints on each one. She knew now that scars didn't have to be visible to hurt. She had scars that would never heal. Scars of the worst kind, emotional scars. She gently touched the side of her waist. Her one major physical scar, one that would never leave. The memory attached to it still frightened her, haunted her dreams.

The doorbell rang, and she heard Flynn scream, "GOT IT, MOM!" followed by, "CECE, IT'S FOR YOU!"

She looked herself over once more in the mirror before bounding down the stairs to see Ty standing at the door, with Flynn looking at him suspiciously, "What's he doing here?"

"I'm going on a date." She replied simply, hiding the fact that her heart was doing some crazy fluttering thing, which was honestly freaking her out, though the feeling was actually quite pleasant.

"With Ty?" He asked, taken aback, "But why?"

"Hey!" Ty cut in, affronted.

Cece waved him off, "Yes, with Ty. Bye, squirt!"

"Don't call me squirt!" He screeched as Ty and Cece left. The door closed with a click behind them.

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"Whoa, this movie is great, it's even better than the first!" Cece whispered excitedly. If anyone were to say the date was going well, Cece would disagree, it was going great. The movie was action-packed and romantic at the same time, and her and Ty were really hitting it off. They had already almost been kicked out for talking, which Cece took as a good sign, even though no one else would.

"Glad you like it." Ty said with a laugh. He put his arm around her shoulder, then turned her to face him. He kissed her softly, and she laughed before kissing him back.

"Eww!" Said a voice next to Cece. They pulled apart quickly, and looked over to see Flynn sitting next to her.

"Flynn," she whispered heatedly, "What are you doing here? And how did you get in? This is a rated R movie."

"I snuck in, duh! What about you? You're not seventeen yet, either!"

"You snuck in! Flynn, you can't do that! And Ty's seventeen, so they let me in!"

"What are they doing?" Flynn interrupted, pointing to the screen.

Cece and Ty looked at the screen. Cece's eyes widened and she clapped her hand over his eyes, "Oh my god!"

"Cece, I wanna see! What's going on?" Flynn said, struggling against her hand.

"Nothing, Flynn!"

"Then why won't you let me watch?"

"Okay, you can watch again." Cece said, uncovering his eyes as the scene ended.

Ty looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"What? You think I'm going to let my 10-year-old brother see that? No, if I let him, I'd have to explain it to him."

"Good point."

"Cece, I want to leave." Flynn muttered, tugging on her shoulder.

"Hmmm?" Cece said, turning to face him, "Oh, Flynn, what's wrong?" she said, concerned at his anxious face.

He pointed a shaky hand at the screen, where it showed a red-headed girl screeching in pain, a knife through her stomach.

"Come on, Flynn," she whispered comfortingly, "Let's go." She motioned to Ty that they were leaving, then slipped out of the theater. Flynn hung on to Cece's arm while Ty looked at them suspiciously. He never in a million years would've guessed they were this close, or that Cece Jones would leave a date and a good movie for her brother, and yet, that was exactly what had happened.

"You okay?" Ty asked Flynn, concerned. It was weird, but he really cared for the little guy. Which was doubly weird, because he was Cece, his date Cece's, little brother.

He nodded a little too enthusiastically, and Cece frowned.

"Why is it always the redhead?" Cece asked jokingly, while fingering her own red locks.

Flynn laughed a nervous, mirthless laugh. The trio walked up the stairs to the Jones' apartment. Cece opened the door, and they all stood in the doorway, and Ty confronted Flynn.

"Okay. You're acting really weird. Like, gory movies don't usually freak you out, at all. You see one girl get stabbed in this movie, and you freak."

"Just, drop it, Ty. All right? I… had a great time tonight. Maybe we could do this again some time?" Cece leaned up and kissed him softly, then closed the door.

Cece sighed. She wished more than anything that she could explain. But it was too painful to talk about. And Flynn, as if he needed more reminding of that night…

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"James! Don't talk like that in front of the children!" Cece's mother reprimanded.

"I'll talk however the hell I want, if you don't like it, I don't give a shit." He replied angrily.

"James. Stop it. You're scaring the kids. You're scaring me."

"Good. It's about fucking time."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, bitch!"

"James. This isn't you. You've been drinking again, haven't you?"

"Yes, actually, I have. Who's gonna stop me? You? Don't make me laugh."

A fire rose in Mrs. Jones' eyes. She looked at him, anger written all over her usually kind features. He took one look at her outraged expression and snapped. He slapped her across the face, harder than ever before. She gasped in shock, closing her eyes against the pain.

"Stop it," Flynn screeched, "Stop it!"

James turned to face his son, who shrunk back in fear at the sight of his enraged father. He walked towards his youngest child, and both children were hit with the overpowering smell of alcohol.

He grabbed a knife from the table, and thrust it forward, towards his son's neck. Cece gasped and did the one thing that made sense at the time. She jumped in front of the blade. It entered her lower stomach, off to the side a bit. She heard screaming, but she couldn't distinguish the voices. Was it her mother? Or Flynn? Or was it her own piercing shrieks? She decided it was all three.

James Jones smiled wickedly as he felt the knife break through flesh. He twisted the knife, enjoying the screams the accompanied it. He looked in Flynn's eyes, and realized his mistake. It wasn't Flynn he had stabbed, it was Cece. Oh well, he thought before he dragging the knife from her stomach to her side. He pulled it out of her, and watched hypnotically at the red liquid pouring from the wound.

A/N Please READ:

In this chapter, they go to an R rated movie, so let me explain: the the theater in my town, at least, will let you in if you're over seventeen or with someone who's seventeen or older.

I've never mentioned it before, but this takes place two years after where the series is at now. So Cece and Rocky are 15, Deuce and Danny are 16, and Ty is seventeen. Flynn is 10.

And the whole Cece-covering-Flynn's-eyes-thing? I'm pretty sure you can quess what's going on… If not… (it was a sex scene)

Also, I read another Cece/Ty story where they go to Eat Prey Kill 2! So, great minds think alike? I think so!

Hope you liked it! I worked super-hard!

Reviews would be lovely!