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Whiskey On The Rocks

I stand next to my bed and fold my cute black halter before place it in my duffel bag. I do the same with my favourite pair of faded jeans before putting in my huge makeup bag and then zipping up my duffel and throwing it over my shoulder. As I exit the room I turn off my IPod speakers and flip off my light switch.

"Sam!" I call walking down the stairs. I hear no response and when I turn into the living room I find it empty.

"What the hell" I mutter looking around the empty house.

Walking over to the window I look out to check for the car. I see Dean working on the impala and quirk my eyebrows in uncertainty before walking towards the door.

"Dean" I call impatiently, walking onto the porch. "Where's Sam?"

"There might be a hunt a few towns over. He went to check it out." He replies busily without removing his head from under the hood of his car.

"What? Why didn't you go with him?" I drop my duffel off my shoulder and onto the porch.

Dean removes his head from under the hood of the car and wipes a grease smudge from his forehead "It's probably nothing. He just wanted to make sure, so he is gonna ask around town."

I sigh in frustration, crossing my arms over my chest "Great"

"What's the big deal?" he asks puzzled.

"He was supposed to drive me over to Charlie's house. I'm staying over there tonight."

"Oh" He nods understandingly, rubbing the oil off of his hands with a dirty red cloth. "I'll give you a ride."

"Really?" I ask hopefully.

"Sure" he nods "Just give me a few minutes." he motions to the Impala.

I strum my fingers self consciously on my knee as I quietly sing along to AC/DC. I interrupt my soft melody only when Dean asks me a question.

"Do you need a ride home tomorrow?"

My fingers continue their beat as I nod "Yea. Thanks."

"No problem" he mutters as he turns at an intersection. "What are you guys gonna do tonight?"

"I don't know" I shrug my shoulders "Probably just watch TV." I smile and try to be convincing. If Dean knows what we are really planning on doing he'll make sure I'm grounded until I turn eighteen.

Dean nods accepting my answer and I can't help but smile in success. A week ago Charlie called me and asked me if I wanted to sleep over while her mom is out of town. We thought that it would be fun to celebrate the beginning of winter break from school. However our simple sleepover soon changed when a few guys from school asked us if we wanted to meet them at a local bar. Fake ideas were made and lies were told, but seriously after the past couple months I've had I deserve some time to unwind.

Dean continues to glance at me curiously as I daze off thinking of how much fun I was gonna have tonight. Before he gets too inquisitive I decided to start a new subject.

"So what are you doing with the house to yourself tonight?"

"Oh" He starts and I can see the wheels turning in his brain, looking for a good cover "Probably just gonna have a beer and watch TV."

"Yeah, Sure" I laugh, nodding my head "But if you bring a girl home make sure she stays outta my room."

"That was one time!" He exclaims defensively.

"Yes. And she took off with my favourite perfume."

"I know. You mention it every five seconds." He mutters frustrated and I can't help but giggle.

"Oh, shut up." He mumbles and I only giggle harder.

"I'm sorry" I say trying to stop my laughter "I know you didn't mean for street-corner Barbie to be a thief."

"Ugh. Just get out." He groans as he pulls up in front of Charlie's house.

"Okay." I giggle as I grab my duffel and throw it around my shoulder before climbing out of the seat and slamming the door behind me.

"Have fun" I smile mockingly and wave to him before turning around and walking to Charlie's front door.

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"What do you think?" I ask stepping out of the bathroom and into Charlie's room. I hold my hands up and do a spin so she can get a full view of my outfit. I was wearing my favorite pair of faded low cut jeans, a low cut black halter top and dangerously high heels.

"I love it!" Charlie exclaims "Now what about me?" She asks stepping back so I can examine her outfit. She had on blue jeans and a white tube top.

"Perfect" I smile before moving to my bag and taking out my make up.

We are both standing in front of her mirror and applying our makeup. Nothing too crazy, I don't want to look like one the girls Dean stumbles through the door with every weekend. Seriously... that man is such a whore.

"So how is everything going with Ethan?" Charlie asks.

"Fine" I shrug, battering my newly voluptuous eyelashes in the mirror. "We still just want to be friends."

"But you are crazy about him!" She exclaims, looking at me like I'm crazy.

"I know. But neither of us wants to be in a long distance relationship. It's just too much work." I explain as I apply a small amount of bronzer to my cheeks.

"You're crazy girl." She sighs finishing up with her make up.

I chuckle as I place my heart necklace around my neck and my dangly silver earrings in my ears. I place my make up back in its bag when my cell phone starts to ring.

"Crap" I mutter, walking over to my phone that has the name SAM flashing across the screen. I take a deep breath before flipping open the phone and putting it to my ear.

"Hello?" I ask, trying to sound inconspicuous. Just stay cool, I repeat like a mantra in my head.

"Hey Jen, It's me."

"Hey! Where are you?" I ask sitting down on Charlie's bed.

"I'm in Fairfield. Didn't Dean tell you?"

"He mentioned something about it. Very vaguely" I sigh.

"Right, well I just wanted to check in. What are you up to?" he asks curiously.

"I'm at Charlie's house." I say with a slight amount of attitude. He is so clueless. How could he forget he was taking me the Charlie's tonight? I had been reminding every two seconds this week.

"Charlie's…Wh…Oh Jenny I'm so sorry. I was supposed to bring you over their today." I can hear the regret in his voice and I know that he didn't mean to do it.

"It's okay. Dean gave me a ride." I explain, sitting down on Charlie's bed.

"I'm so sorry Jenny. I left so fast I completely forgot."

"Yeah, I know. You never even told me you were leaving." I say slightly frustrated. I understand that he forgot about driving me to Charlie's. I hadn't mentioned it to him in a few days, but I was still pissed that he left without telling me.

"Yeah, about that, I was gonna say goodbye but when I went to leave you were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you."

"You could have woken me up." I say annoyed.

"I'm sorry. But I won't be gone long, I promise." He is trying so hard for me not to be mad at him. I can practically see the puppy dog Sam face and can't stand to be mad at him anymore.

"Just get back soon." I smile "Because if you're not here Dean is gonna expect me to take care of the cooking and cleaning."

"Don't worry" he laughs "I should be back tomorrow."

"Good" I smile and Charlie walks by, motioning for me to get off the phone.

"Listen Sam, I got to go. Call me tomorrow, okay?"

"Yeah, have fun. Love you."

"Love you too." I respond before hanging up, smiling at the phone as I hold it in my hands.

"What?" I ask Charlie before standing up.

"Josh just called and he and Kevin are waiting for us at the bar." She smiles grabbing our purses "Let's get going" She hands my purse to me and pushes me towards the door in a hurry.

"Do you see them?" Charlie asks scanning the bar.

"Uh…Oh they're over at the pool table." I say pointing towards the boys. As we walk over I can't help but notice that Josh is looking incredibly sexy tonight. He has on a green Abercrombie T-shirt that is just tight enough to accentuate his tanned and toned arms. And his shaggy brown hair has just the right amount of untidiness.

"Up for a game of pool?" I ask smiling, leaning against the pool table in front of Josh as I get into flirting mode. Josh smiles at me and it takes all of my strength not to melt on the spot. I have had a crush on him since Charlie had introduced him to me to him a month ago. Charlie has wanted to set us up and she finally convinced Josh to bring his friend Kevin, who she had a thing for.

"Sure, I'll get us some beers." He smiles, looking me up and down "Want to come?"

"Sure" I nod and follow after him, but not before a give Charlie a smile expressing my giddiness.

"Four beers" He tells the bartender, holding up four fingers.

The bartender looks at both of us quizzically "I need to see some ID."

Josh chuckles like he is flattered to be asked "Here you go" He pushes the fake ID across the bar. The bartender seems to accept it and turns around grabbing four beers and placing them in front of us. Does everyone have a fake ID? I mean, when I lived in Stanford it didn't even occur to me that I could use one. I felt a pang in my chest as I thought back to days with Jess. I shook it off and looked around the bar. This is my life now.

"Thanks" I smile as Josh places the money on the bar and we walk back to the pool table, each holding two bottles.

"So what are the teams?" I ask handing Charlie her beer and grabbing a que "Guys against girls?"

"I don't think that would be fair to you guys." Kevin says condescendingly only causing me to laugh. I had only learned to play pool from the best. It was Dean's genius idea to use my age to my advantage. I mean, what drunken trucker expects to get their ass kicked by a fifteen year old girl?

"I think we'll manage." I smile, taking a drink of my beer.

"And we win…again!" I smile picking up a shot of whiskey "We so kick ass a pool." I hold up my shot glass to Charlie who does the same. We try to clink them together but our glasses keep missing each others. We shrug before downing our glasses. It is my fifth shot and I am starting to feel the effect.

"They shouldn't even try anymore." Charlie laughs towards a surprised Josh and Kevin.

"Up for another round?" I ask walking over to Josh, shaking my hips ever so slightly.

"I think I'm good." He chuckles, trying not to show his embarrassment. "How about another beer?"

"I'm in! How about you Char…." I trail off when I turn around and see Kevin and Charlie going at it in the corner.

"I think she's good." I laugh before turning back to Josh and walking towards the bar. My walking is slightly swayed so Josh puts his arm around me to steady me.

After we get the beers he leads me back to the pool table. When we get there we see a group of collage students have taken over our spot as the bar starts to get more crowded.

"Come on." He whispers in my ear with a smile, leading me away. I nod following him, drinking my beer as we walk and stopping when we get to a secluded hall leading to the bathrooms.

"What are we…?" I am silenced when Josh places his lips on mine forcefully, pushing me against the wall.

I smile into his lips and give into the lustful kiss. There is nothing passionate or gentle about it, but I don't care. I feel so carefree and wild, like I have no worries in the world. Josh thrusts his tongue in my mouth as he grabs onto my hair tightly. I cup my free hand around his neck firmly and he moves a hand down to my bottom. He grabs my butt and pulls it towards him forcefully, closing any remaining space between us.

"You're so sexy." He mutters.

"Why are you talking?" I ask annoyed, attacking him with my lips and I can feel him smile against them.

Twenty minutes later we emerge from the hallway, clothes messy and my makeup smudged. I look for Charlie and Kevin in the corner but am surprised that they are nowhere in sight.

"Where did they go?"

"I don't know." Josh looks around the bar. We start to search when we hear yelling.

"What the hell is your problem bitch?!" I turn and see some girl yelling at Charlie. She appears to be about twenty and is wearing a short black skirt and a low cut pink top, showing off her obviously fake boobs. And her tan is so orange that it makes me want to cringe, especially mixed with her phony blond hair. Charlie looks scared as the girl's friends huddle around her threateningly and Kevin is nowhere in sight.

"Oh shit!" Josh exclaims.

"What?" I ask as we make our way through the crowd to Charlie.

"That's Kevin's girlfriend, Missy." He says and I pause, looking at him shocked before we both quicken our pace.

We try to push are way through the crowd, but there are too many people to see through. When we finally make our way to where Charlie and Missy were standing they are gone.

"Shit!" I yell, looking around the crowded bar helplessly.

"Come on. Let's look around." Josh says grabbing me by the arm to lead me around.

We shove through the crowd, constantly asking if anyone has seen a small girl with dark hair.

"I'll go look in the bathrooms." Josh offers, quickly turning in the direction of the hallway we were making out in only ten minutes ago.

What if I can't find her? My nervousness is mixing with my alcohol and if I don't find her soon I might have a nervous breakdown. I walk around the bar again. My eyes glance all around but they immediately halt when I see Missy and her friends through the window. They are running from behind the bar towards a red corvette. I don't even wait for them to speed off before running out of the bar.

I walk around the bar, my heels sinking slightly in the dusty dirt ground. As I walk quickly along the side I hear a groan. I pause for a second then break out in a sprint. As I turn the corner my stomach drops at what my eyes see. Charlie is leaning against the dumpster, her shirt ripped and bloodied. Her face is covered in bruises and blood is coming from her nose and lip.

"Oh god" I let out a ragged breath and go immediately to her side.

"Charlie. Charlie, Can you hear me?" I ask grabbing her face and trying to get her to look at me. Her dazed eyes slowly make their way to me, but she is too tired to make an expression. She tries to form words but it comes out as a painful groan.

"It's okay. You're gonna be okay." I say wiping away her tears and ignoring mine.

I take a deep breath and take a step back. I realize that we need to get out of here. I take my cell phone out of my pocket and struggle to press the right buttons, my hands are shaking so badly. It rings ten times before I hear Josh's voicemail.

"Come on! Pick Up!" I yell redialling the number. I call two more times before giving up.

"Shit!" Looking back at Charlie, she is lying there broken and hurt. I don't want to get grounded but, I have to get her out of here. I throw away my concern of getting in trouble and hit my speed dial button. It only rings twice before someone picks up.

"Hello."

"Dean!" I practically yell through my tears.

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