After fleeing his house, Lars rode his bike to Pi's place. So what if he was grounded and wasn't allowed out. He had to get out and clear his head. He couldn't stay in his house. It just seemed like no matter how hard he tried, bad memories that involved Ramon flooded his head. He just couldn't bring himself to tell his parents, his friends, Twister...anyone. The thought of him being a victim was already embarrassing enough on his part. Once he got to Pi's place, he saw people walking into his house for the party he was throwing. Lars parked his bike and walked to the front door, letting himself into Pi's house. Pi spotted him, walked over and said with a confused tone," Dude, I thought you were grounded."

"I don't give a shit so I bailed." Lars chuckled lightly. "Am I late for the party?"

"Nah. We're just getting started." Pi replied.

"Ah, sweet." Lars chuckled.

The two friends grabbed beers only for Pi to say to Lars, "Hey, you okay? I mean...you went a bit crazy today and..."

"Yeah...I'm fine...uh...come on. This is a party." Lars replied nonchalantly and walked off to meet up with his other friends.

Pi nodded his head slowly.

As the night progressed, Lars seemed to be having a good time and forgetting about his thoughts. His parents called his phone a few time, which he let go to voice mail. He was so pissed at his parents and at life right now he just wanted to forget. As the night was going on. Animal approached Lars with a girl. The girl was a pretty, skinny blonde girl that had her eye on Lars most of the night.

"Dude, this is Tiffany. She's been eyeing you ever since you walked in." Animal introduced Lars to Tiffany.

Lars eyed her up and down. He extended his hand out to her and said, "Hi..."

Tiffany shook his hand and said, "You wanna dance?"

She was an attractive girl at a party, so why not dance? Lars lead her to the dance floor, where hip hop music filled the house and everyone went crazy, dancing. They danced to a few songs only for Tiffany whisper something seductive in Lars' ear.

"Why don't we take this elsewhere then?" Lars suggested.

Tiffany smiled, indicating she agreeded. Lars took her by the hand and walked over to Pi saying, "Dude, I'm going to borrow your room."

Pi watched his friend and Tiffany walk over me said, "Just so you know, you're washing my sheets...have fun!"

Once Lars and Tiffany were in the bedroom, she threw herself into Lars' arms and started to make out with him. He walked over to the bed, threw her down and climbed in next to her.

"Wow...you don't fool around." Tiffany giggled.

"Hey, I'm just following your lead." Lars chuckled.

Tiffany climbed on top of Lars and started to make out with him. She moved her lips to his neck where he started to tense up. Tiffany stopped kissing him and said, "You okay?"

"Uh huh..." Lars replied. "Sorry, I...nothing...keep going, baby."

With that being said, Tiffany kissed Lars' neck again. As she was attempting to get him in the mood, his mind flooded back to the times his uncle would assault him as a child and all he ever did was lay there and be taken advantage of. Lars nudged Tiffany off and said, "Sorry...I can't..."

"Why?" Tiffany was confused and slightly annoyed. "What's wrong?"

"Its nothing...just not a good time..." Lars rubbed his temples.

"But you came into the room with me." Tiffany said.

"And I thought I could handle this but I can't." Lars snapped.

"Handle what? What's going on?" Tiffany asked.

"Just stuff...I don't know how to explain it." Lars replied.

"What stuff? Were you molested as a kid or something?" Tiffany asked.

Lars looked up at her and said, "I gotta go."

With that, he bolted out of the room and made his way downstairs. Pi saw him walking out and said, "Dude, you leaving now?"

"Something came up. Bye." Lars didn't hesitate when he left.

Pi could tell something was wrong because by the look on Lars' face, it seemed like he had just seen a ghost. Plus, Lars wouldn't leave one of Pi's parties.

Feeling like there was no where else to go, Lars rode towards the pier. He parked his bike and walked under the pier. Setting his bag down, Lars rested his head on top of his bag and looked up. As he laid there, his minded wandered off to another bad memory...

Flashback

Having endured another one of his uncle's assaults, Lars laid on his bed expressionless. He just wanted everything to be done and over with. No matter how bad he wanted to tell, his uncle threatened him saying he would hurt Twister, that his mother and father wouldn't love him anymore and throw him out...other threats. The one thing that gave the small child chills was when his uncle said, "I love you, Lars. When you are older, I want to marry you. I wish you were a girl because that would be better."

Flashback ends...

Shaking his head, Lars pulled out his headphone and plugged the into his iPhone. He scrolled through his songs and played the song, 'Runaway Train' by Soul Assylum. The song described the situation perfectly. He just wanted nothing more but to run away from everything...the bad memories, the fact he can't ever tell anyone...he wanted to run away from it all. Sure enough, Lars was falling into a deep sleep, letting the song play out.

Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there...