Thank God I was in the kitchen and there was a trash can in front of me otherwise alex would've had a mess to clean up tomorrow. I ran out as quick as I could and started down the street, home sucks but it has to be better than seeing your best friend with his tongue down your enemy's throat. That girl has had it out for me since 7th grade and now she finally did it, she stole the one thing I truly loved, my one happiness, the only thing that got me through the day, she stole my best friend. Before I knew it I was back home, in the safety of my room, I ran to my bedside table, opened the drawer and there it was, my relief, I didn't even stop to think, I chose a blade and I started slicing away at my thighs. I sat there thinking about how Zack had already seen my cuts on my thigh, what's the big deal if I go back to my arms, not like he cares now anyway. As soon as the blade left my thigh and touched my arm I had found it,that true release I had been looking for, to forget about everything. I kept going down my arms till my hands hurt from holding the blade, time to hop in the shower. I'll get cleaned up and then I can finally go to bed, no more Zack time for me, I guess, ever.

*Jack's POV*
I saw Lizzy walk outside and it worried me a little. She was awesome when it was just her and us guys, it was fun, but as soon as you put her around a group of people she shut down, I felt bad for her, she couldn't help it, it was just how she was. I was on my way outside to talk to her when she came back in and ran into Rian. I couldn't quite make out their words but she seemed worried, she finished up with Rian and headed toward the kitchen. I tried to follow but damn it was crowded in this house, "small party" my ass, I guess Alex didn't know what he was getting into. I barely pushed my way into the kitchen in time to see Lizzy throw up and run out, it took me a minute to register what had happened, and then I saw Zack, standing there with his tongue down some girl's throat. Wait! Was that? Yep, it was Miranda, Lizzy's worst enemy, as dramatic as that sounds. there was always something about Miranda that ticked Lizzy off, of course we never understood. I was torn, who do I go to first, I quickly cleared my head and made my way to zack and pulled him away from her.
"Zack, what are you doing?" I yelled in his face
"Making out with Liz, what does it look like!"
"That's not Lizzy, that's Miranda."
What was going on with him, this is not regular Zack behavior, especially since he mixed them up and they look nothing alike. Miranda was 5' 6", blonde that weighed about 110lbs, I still think Lizzy is beautiful, but she doesn't look anything like Miranda. My thoughts were interrupted by the bitch herself.
"He's right dork, I'm Miranda, not that ugly fuck you hang with."
Zack is pretty messed up, he must've had something other than alcohol, even alcohol can't mess Zack up this much. I found Alex and told him what had happened and that I was going to check on Lizzy. With Zack taken care of I ran to my car and drove to Lizzy's, I just hope her mom isn't too upset with it being so late and all. Lizzy's mom was the type of drunk that got really mean and really violent, no wonder she never wanted to go home, I never could understand how she is so strong with having to grow up around that.

Notes

Sorry I haven't updated in a few days, I've had some personal issues and Monday was the 7 year anniversary of my grandpa dying so I cried the whole day, then I ended up going one way with the story and it wasn't very good so I ended up deleting like 2 already written chapters, but I'm updating now so I hope you guys like it.