A/N - Got home early from work.. Mom's busy. That means another chapter! Very soon, cuz I got so many reviews so fast. And hits. I finally reached 9,000 hits! You know what I hate? People who take one glance at the way I write or something, then hit the back button and try finding another story. And that would count as a hit. Oh well, that's still a whole heck of a lot to me!

P.S. This story is far from over. FAR FROM IT. Or well, it should be. My mom's nagging at me telling me to end it ASAP, but I'm not gonna listen to that woman. NOPE.

The school's not fair. The school's not fucking fair. I walk into the front office, two hours late to school, eyes puffy and red and huge. Then they give me a fucking detention. They told me that it would be tomorrow, but I asked them to just make it today to get it over with. Seeing my very angry face, they agreed.

Nate ended up getting detention, too. And here we were, stuck in the detention room of Green Oak High. It's not really that big since hardly anybody gets detention. Did the administrators care when we told them that our brother and friend just tried to commit suicide? Nope. What kind of a school is this?!

The gossip that the kids were spreading made me lock myself in the bathrooms so many times today, just to cry. To cry for Shane. I heard so many things in the hallways.

"I heard he did it cuz Angela crashed his party."

"No, he did it cuz Angela wouldn't take him back."

"No, he tried doing that shit because Jenny forced him to."

"Wait, why would Jenny do that?"

"Because she hates them. I was in a lot of her classes. She's openly expressed her hate for a long time."

"No, that's seriously stupid."

"I think she tricked him into taking some drug, then she slashed his wrists herself."

And just as easy as that, the rumor spread that I had a part in his suicide. Why were the kids so stupid? Why couldn't they see that those reasons were idiotic, and who in their right mind would believe such liars? The students at Green Oak. That's the answer.

"Why would they believe such stupid shit?" I ask Nate in detention.

"I don't know Jenny, but none of it was your fault, I know that," he tries reassuring me. I start crying again. I just can't stop crying.

"But I could've tried to prevent it! We were friends. We were becoming such good friends," my last word gets broken before I start sobbing.

I didn't have to worry about Dave stopping the slut rumors about me anymore. There are new rumors out and about, and they are so much more worse. I can't believe it. And I can't believe that I cry throughout the forty-five minute detention. All I did was cry. And after detention, Jason drove us to the hospital again to see Shane.

"God, I'm crying so much today," I say to Nate as we walk to Shane's room.

"You have plenty of reasons to cry," he says, putting a hand on my shoulder. It's weird how he didn't seem bothered by this at all.

"Yeah, I know, but I've never cried this much before. Ever," I put emphasis on the last word.

When we arrive at Shane's room, he's still asleep. If possible, his face is even paler. I walk up to him and sit back down in that stool. Why couldn't I make him at least a little bit happier? Reliving our conversation this morning in my head, my tears start falling again. He said that he loved me. What kind of love was he talking about? And I said it back. But nobody was there to hear.

"Jenny, please, don't cry," Nate says when he gets near me.

"But look at him, Nate. Something else must've happened over the weekend to make him do this," I try reasoning through my sobs.

"Something did, but he should be the one that tells you," he replies.

"What happened? I can't wait for him to wake up and tell me. What happened?" I keep asking Nate.

"Jenny, I really can't tell you." He's obviously avoiding the question. I don't care if he can't tell me. I hear something and turn my attention back to Shane. He's starting to wake up.

"You can ask him about it now," Nate tells me before leaving me alone with Shane.

"Ask me what?" Shane drowsily asks.

"You should be fully awake first," I say before forcing a small smile.

"I'm awake now, so ask me the question."

"Shane, did something happen this weekend? Like, something.. Really bad?" I finally ask the question. His color is starting to return.

"It's nothing big," he tries reassuring me.

"If it's nothing big, it wouldn't have caused you to have done what you did," I push.

"I.. had a fight with Nate," he reluctantly admits.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I ask.

"It started when Nate asked me about the whole Kate issue. He asked me if I knew anything about it, and I told him the truth. That you told me a couple days in advance. Then he got really mad that you told me that, but I didn't understand why he'd get mad over that. We started fighting about our trust issues and everything, about our strained relationship. Then he let something slip.

"He accidentally admitted what happened between you guys last week. That.. That fucking kiss." He says the last word with huge disgust.

"It's all my fault," I sob, looking at anything but Shane. The rumors were kind of right, it's because of me that Shane tried to kill himself. But why would he kill himself over such a worthless person? All because of that stupid kiss.

"I couldn't believe that he did that. He knew since the first week of school how I felt. He knew all along, but he still did that," Shane says before he himself starts crying.

"Shane, you shouldn't have attempted to kill yourself over something as stupid as me," I tell him.

"You're not something stupid," he tries reassuring me before crying harder.

"Please, don't hurt yourself anymore," I beg.

"What hurts the most is unrequited love," he mutters.

"The love isn't unrequited," I say before putting my hand on his cheek. His face is tear-stained.

I hear somebody running down the hallway and immediately turn around. It happened just when I said that the love wasn't unrequited.

"Nate," Shane says. "It was Nate."

"What do I-" I start before getting cut off.

"Go and chase him," Shane tells me. I hesitate, not knowing what to do. "Go!" he yells, and I run out of his room and down the hall, in search of Nate.

Wait, where would Nate be? Shane just totally forced me to chase after Nate. But why would he? He just literally admitted that the reason why he tried to commit suicide was because of unrequited love. The feeling of loving somebody but not getting any in return. I heard that it's one of the worst feelings.

I run out towards the front entrance, and I'm outside now. All I can do now is walk around and hope to find him. After five minutes, I see him hidden behind a tree. What shocks me is that he's screaming curse words and he's punching the trunk. I can see the bark flying off of it. I immediately run up to him and grab his hands, trying to stop him from bloodying them up even more.

"Don't fucking touch me, you bitch!" he yells before breaking free from my grip. The next thing that I feel is a sharp pain across my left cheek as I get pushed to the ground. I can hear him heavily panting as I try to collect myself together. I taste something metallic in my mouth, and I know that it's my blood. I turn my head to look up at Nate. He has a horrified look on his face.

"Oh my God, Jenny, I'm so sorry!" he apologizes, kneeling down next to me. "Don't move, I'll help you get up."

I let him pull me up to my feet, resulting in my hands being covered in blood. My tears have completely stopped by now. Why wasn't I yelling at him? Why wasn't I hurting him, too? How come I'm not pushing him away when he hugs me?

"I'm so sorry," he keeps apologizing. His hug is so tight that my face is buried in his chest, and it's getting a bit hard to breathe.

"Why?" is all I manage to utter out. I can't talk so well. Just moving my jaw hurts like hell. I can feel more blood gushing from a cut in there.

"I don't know what came over me," he says, before pulling me closer, if that was even possible. I feel a dampness on my head, and when I look up, I see that Nate's crying now. Everybody's been crying too much today.

"It's okay," I assure him through my pain.

"No, it's not! You're bleeding. You're hurt because of me," he cries out. He pushes me away before grabbing my face.

"I've hurt you so much. I've hurt Shane so much. All I ever do is cause people pain." He lets go of me before turning away.

"No, you make me happy!" I scream at him to get it through his head. I didn't like where this was going, and that screaming made my mouth come on fire as I try to swallow the blood.

"How could I ever possibly make anybody happy?" he whispers to himself, still facing away from me.

"Nate, we went from ignoring each other to becoming the best of friends. How could I not be happy?" I spit out the blood since I can't manage to swallow anymore.

"But that's the point. We're friends. Just friends," he mumbles, still not willing to face me.

"I don't know what you guys want anymore!" I scream in frustration. I spit out more blood.

"We want you! And we'll do whatever it takes for it," he threatens before running away from me.

That's the second time he's run away. I don't know if I can take this anymore. I don't know if I can take on all of this at once. The suicide attempt, the punch, everything. I can't go back in the hospital. A nurse or doctor's definitely going to notice and try to treat me, and that's the last thing that I want right now.

"I'm sorry Nate," I whisper in the direction he went off. "I'm sorry Shane," I say in the hospital's direction. "I'm sorry everyone."

And with that, I take the hour long walk home.

A/N - Do the Nate fans hate me now? I think that the last scene is really important to the story, and I can guarantee you that Nate's never hitting Jenny again. But how would you feel if some girl that you really liked pretty much confessed her feelings to your BROTHER. And you still want to punch something, and you weren't thinking. So it was an accident out of pure anger. But that just shows you guys how much both guys feel for her.

And it just adds more suspense to the ending of this story. I'm sure that won't come for quite some time, but when it does, it'll be like the ending of a drama for me. Tears and joy. What do you guys think?

Oh, and like, I know it's early, but.. SEQUEL OR NO SEQUEL?!