Bianca's POV

My talk with Adam got me thinking and once I started I couldn't shut it off. While the guys continued to watch the movie, I spent most of my time thinking about this weekend. According to Drew, I'll come over after school and we'll have the whole weekend to ourselves. Earlier this week, I would have been really excited about the idea of alone time with Drew since we never seem to have enough of it, but now I'm looking for any and every reason to not go. I don't know what's changed, but I know that I don't want to be with Drew anymore. If anything, I haven't broken up with him yet in order to preserve my friendship with Adam. I wouldn't be able to hang out here if Drew and I broke up. Dallas probably wouldn't talk to me, Drew would probably hate me, and Adam would take Drew's side out of brotherly loyalty. It's probably extremely selfish of me to stay with Drew for these reasons though. Ugh, I don't know what to do! Breaking up with Drew means losing the entire Torres family but staying with him doesn't make me happy.

Drew shows up later that night and I put on a fake smile, "Hey babe," I say as he takes a seat next to me.

"Hey, you excited for tomorrow?" He asks with a flirtatious smile. I can tell Adam heard the question as well.

"Yeah of course, can't wait," I say smiling back. He leans in for a kiss and I let him. To my surprise he doesn't let up, and we're making out on the couch.

I notice Adam noticing us so I stop the kiss, "Save it for tomorrow babe," I say trying to get Drew to back off without actually having to reject him.

"Just giving you a preview of this weekend," Drew says giving me a cocky smile and one more kiss before putting his arm around me and turning his attention toward the TV.

The next day inevitably comes, it's Friday. I hardly talk to anyone at school, not in the mood to hear other people's problems when I have my own shit to worry about.

Adam notices my change in attitude, "Are you okay Bee? You seemed off today," he says to me at my locker. It's after school and I'm supposed to find Drew at his car.

"I'm fine," I say back, trying to brush off Adam's concern.

"Are you sure?" He asks with a worried look. I know he's being caring, and I wish I could tell him something reassuring, but I have nothing good to say right now.

"Yeah, I have to go," I say leaving Adam standing alone in the hallway as I brush past him. I don't look back to gage his reaction, but I assume it's one of confusion and worry.

I walk outside and see Drew's car idling in front of Degrassi. Drew rolls down the window and says, "Come on, Bee. Get in." Wow he's eager. As I get in the car I can't help but feel trapped. Trapped in the car, in this weekend, and in this relationship. I don't know how much longer I can fake this, but right now being here seems easier than admitting the truth.

Drew speeds back to his house and the second we walk in the door he's on me. I feel his lips pressed against mine and his tongue trying to force its way in. My hands go to the back of his head, tugging on his hair. He guides me toward the bottom of the stairs without breaking the kiss. His hands reach down to pick me up and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. He starts to walk up the stairs with his hands on my ass and my arms around his neck. Our kissing intensifies as I finally open my mouth and our tongues tangle. He kicks open his door and sets me down so I'm standing in front of him. We briefly make eye contact, his silent way of asking approval to continue. I respond by pulling off my shirt. He grins and starts kissing me again. He lays me down on the bed and climbs on top of me. I feel his hands trail down my stomach toward the top of my jeans and I move to take off his shirt. He breaks from the kiss and moves down to my neck, which feels kind of good. I'm doing my best to get into this and enjoy myself but there's a mental block I can't get rid of. As good as Drew is and as much as he wants it, I don't know if I can go through with this.

After a moment of debate with Drew still latched on my neck, I whisper, "Wait, stop." Drew's response is to start kissing me again, more ferociously this time. He pins my hands above me with one hand and starts unbuttoning my jeans with the other. He's putting all his weight on me and with my hands pinned down I have no way of moving him off of me. Once he breaks the kiss for a breath of air, I reiterate, "Seriously, Drew stop." He ignores me once again and starts tugging on my jeans, trying to pull them down. I feel completely helpless, his mouth is covering mine, my hands are pinned above my head, and he's successfully unbuttoned his own jeans now. For the first time tonight I think that Drew might not stop regardless of my consent. I feel the fear setting in, my lip starts to quiver and I can't help but writhe beneath him. My discontent is palpable but Drew continues his efforts.

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Adam's POV

"I'll just be a second," I say to Fiona as she sits in the idling car.

I walk into my house and head upstairs to grab my bag of clothes I packed for the weekend. I hear noises coming from Drew's room, just now remembering who inhabits the house currently. Sounds like Drew went straight to work on his plan to get with Bianca.

Not wanting to stick around and listen to my brother get laid, I locate my bag and start descending the stairs to exit the house.

I reach the bottom of the stairs when I hear a muffled voice say, "Wait, stop." It sounded like Bianca.

I hear the voice again, "Seriously, Drew stop." Okay that was definitely Bianca. Slightly concerned, I quietly climb the stairs.

"Drew please stop," the muffled voice says pleadingly with tinge of fear. Is this what it sounds like? It can't be, Drew isn't the type to force himself on a girl.

"What's your problem Bee?" I hear Drew say.

After a few seconds I hear Bianca say, "Stop," for the fourth time. Not entirely sure of what's going on I barge into Drew's room anyways. I see Bianca half naked lying under Drew, she doesn't look like she wants to be there.

I shout, "Get off her!" at Drew and grab his arm to pull him off of her.

"What the fuck, Adam?" Drew says angrily and pushes me.

I push him back, "Did you not hear her say no?" I yell at him. I glance over at Bianca and she looks like she's ready to break down.

"This is none of your business Adam, leave!" Drew says pushing me again.

"Fuck off Drew," I say, "Just look at her, does she look like she wants to be here with you?"

Drew looks at Bianca for the first time since I barged in. "Oh shit, Bee are you okay?" He says walking over to her. I can see a tear sliding down her cheek but she quickly wipes it away. I've never seen her look so vulnerable before.

Ignoring Drew's question, Bianca looks at me and says half-heartedly, "I'm fine Adam, you should go."

"You're not fine Bee, you're crying. Come on," I say while moving closer and crouching in front of her, I look up at her eyes and say "You can leave with me." Drew looks pissed that I said that but he's not going to make this about himself by interrupting.

Bianca glances at me, to Drew, and then back to me again. She looks like she's weighing her options. Wordlessly she stands up and starts to get dressed.

"Bee you don't have to leave," Drew pleads, "I'm sorry, this won't happen again, I promise."

She doesn't respond to him as she grabs her bag and looks at me like she's ready to go.

I walk out of Drew's room and she follows. I grab her hand as we walk down the stairs, it felt like the right thing to do. She needs to know I'm here for her.

I open the car door for her and look at Fiona, "Have room for another house guest?" I ask pleadingly, trying to convey to Fi that this was serious.

"Of course," She says, picking up on my urgency.

I climb in the passenger seat and Fiona backs the car out and onto the street.

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Bianca's POV

No one says anything on the way to Fiona's loft. I'm grateful for the quiet so I don't have to answer any unwanted questions from Fiona and Adam about what just happened. It also gives me time to think about Drew, and him going too far, and about Adam, the guy who saved me when I felt helpless.

I know Drew, I don't think he would have gone through with it. He's not that type of guy. He's eager to please me, not himself. Then again he can be selfish sometimes, but not when it comes to sex. Regardless, he didn't stop when I told him to and that's the important thing. I don't know if I want to break up with him but he definitely crossed a line and I don't know if it's forgivable.

Adam saved me when it was least expected. I don't know what he was doing in the house, I don't know what gave him the courage to stand up to Drew, and I don't know why he's willing to take care of me now but I know I'm definitely grateful for him being there.

Fiona stops the car so we must be at her loft. I climb out and notice Adam is already carrying my bag for me. No one's saying anything so I just follow them into the building, up the elevator, and into her loft.

Finally Adam breaks the silence by asking Fiona, "Where should I put the bags?"

"The guest bedroom," Fiona says pointing in a direction that I assume leads to the bedroom.

Adam heads off which just leaves Fiona and I standing here in silence.

I decide to break the ice, "You have a nice place," I say looking around the loft in order to avoid eye contact with Fiona.

"Thanks," She says a little to chipper.

"So I guess you're wondering what I'm doing here," I say trying to address the issue before she gets the chance to ask.

"Not really. You can tell me if you want but it won't change anything, you're more than welcome to stay here," Fiona says sending me a friendly smile.

I'm a little stunned by her hospitality, no one has ever welcomed me so whole-heartedly without strings attached, "Thanks," is all I manage to say back.

Adam walks back from wherever he was, "Fi, I'm starved," He says patting his stomach, "Let's order in."

"Okay, I'll get the menus," Fiona says walking toward the kitchen.

Adam takes a seat on the couch and motions for me to come join him. I take a seat next to him, close but not close enough that we're touching.

He reaches down and grabs my hand, "I'm here for you Bee," he says as he's looking into my eyes, then he pulls his hand away and turns his attention toward the TV. He grabs the remote and hands it to me, "You can choose what we watch, I'm going to go check on Fi," he says getting up from the couch. I already want him next to me again, he makes me feel safe.

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Adam's POV

I walk into the kitchen and see Fiona analyzing the different menus.

"Hey Ms. Indecisive," I tease.

She looks up, "Oh hey Adam," she says, "Do you want sushi, Thai, Italian, or Mexican? Or do you think Bianca doesn't like Thai food? What about Indian? Do you like Indian food?"

I interrupt her rambling, "Fi, let's just get pizza."

She looks relieved at the suggestion, "That's a great idea Adam," she says while picking up the phone to order.

I yell into the living room, "Hey Bee, what kind of pizza do you like?"

She shouts back, "Hawaiian."

Fiona orders, "Hi I'd like a large Hawaiian pizza and a medium thin crust pepperoni pizza and a small cheese pizza with an order of cheesy bread sticks please." Another moment passes before she hangs up the phone.

"Geez Fi, who is going to eat all that pizza?" I ask.

"Well you're a growing boy, so I expect you to eat it all," She says pointing a finger at me.

I laugh at that, "I'll do my best," and we walk back into the living room together. I take my seat next to Bianca again and Fiona sits in a chair next to the couch.

I look at the TV, "So you decided on The Bachelor? Really?" I ask unenthusiastically.

Fiona interjects, "Ooh I love The Bachelor!"

I face palm, "So this is what I get for spending a weekend with two girls. And here I thought it was going to be a lot more fun than this," I joke.

"Oh yeah? What'd you have in mind?" Bianca teases while winking at me.

I chuckle, "Oh I don't know. I expected intense pillow fights, maybe a little frisky wrestling, and if it was a really good night you two would be too hot from all the playing to wear clothes." They both burst out into laughter.

A/N: Turning point for Badam? I think so ;)