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Felix and I walk through the front door of our home, not realizing we were walking into a family war zone. Sydney's sobs from the couch combined with the yelling between our parents stopped us dead in our tracks.

The three of them stop and stare at the two of us. Eerie silence clouds our living room. Immediately I feel a knot in my throat; I'm getting the sense that Felix and I are in trouble. The question is... for what?

"You guys are so stupid!" Sydney cries. "It's not fair! They get in way more trouble than me!" With a quick wave of her hand she gestures to the two of us.

My mother sighs towards her youngest daughter, then glaring back at my dad. So obviously we did something to piss him off and the whole house is on lockdown. My mother's eyes are telling me there has been unfair treatment towards Sydney.

"What the hell did we do?" Felix questions first.

He never learns. Don't ask questions, allow them to willingly give us information first.

My dad's nostrils flare with anger. "Think real hard" he nods once angrily. "What could you two have done recently that would upset your parents?"

He speaks slowly, attempting to not yell at us right away, which I'm thankful for as I nurse my headache.

"Parent" my mom rolls her eyes and walks into the kitchen. "Singular. Syd, leave them to argue."

Sydney storms from the couch to her room. "So fucking stupid!" she yells. "I hate all of you!" The door upstairs slams hard causing Felix and I both to jump.

I begin racking my brain. There are lots of things we could be in trouble for - the party, not staying away from Tyler, not staying away from Jax, drinking, lying about Courtney...

The silence from my brother is telling me that he's trying to figure it out too. The question first becomes, which one do we guess first?

"Anytime now" dad crosses his arms across his chest.

Neither of us offer anything, I look down the the ground. I've been in trouble enough this year. Felix however, is never in trouble. So whatever we did - it's bad.

"Are we in trouble for the same thing?" Felix lifts his brow to my dad.

Idiot, keep your mouth shut.

"I don't know, are you?" My dad questions him back.

The lump in my throat is growing, combined with the headache I'm currently rocking, I begin to feel ill. Suddenly, last night's tequila is rising in my throat and it's taking everything in me to hold it down.

"Fee..." I mutter quietly to the boy next to me. "I feel sick."

"What's that Gabs?" My dad holds his hand to his ear mockingly. "Not feeling well today?"

I take a deep breath through my nose as Felix rubs my back. "Dad..." he sighs.

"Not cherry this time Gabs?" Dad begins to pace the room with his finger to his chin. "Vodka?" he begins his guesses. "Rum? Schnapps?... Tequila?"

With the last guess I take another deep breath, suppressing the sick I'm holding back a little longer.

"Tequila, huh?" His eyes light up and he disappears to the kitchen. He returns with a bottle and unscrews the cap.

"Found this last night by the lake..." he waves the bottle in front of my nose. "Smell familiar?"

My stomach churns at the scent that is assaulting my nose. I can't take anymore. I run to the bathroom and begin violently throwing up all five full solo cups of tequila that I drank last night, and some mozzarella sticks I had at Kane's before we left. Felix follows me in and holds back my hair as I grip our toilet for dear life.

"I'll take that as confession number one." Dad mocks from the doorway as he screws the cap back onto the open tequila bottle. "So, Gabby drank Tequila at the lake last night... what else would you two like to confess? I've cleared my schedule this morning."

"Dad why don't you just tell us what exactly you're so pissed about?" Felix groans as he watches me continue to heave.

In case you were wondering - it burns worse coming up than it does going down...

"Nope. I like my plan better. Confess away... how's that tequila tasting Gabs? Want another hit?" He holds up the bottle as I groan.

Throwing up actually makes my head hurt a bit less and I sit back down beside Felix. The cold tiled floor feels so good against my hands I honestly debate laying my head down onto it.

Screw it. That sounds wonderful actually.

I lay down on the floor and close my eyes. "I'm still awake, continue yelling..."

I feel Felix chuckle beside me followed by a huff from my dad demonstrating his impatience.

"Your sister is on anti-anxiety medication, did she inform you of this before you took her to a party?"

"No" Felix sighs and rubs my back.

"So you also admit to underage drinking at this party...."

"Yes" another sigh from Felix.

"And whose party was this exactly?"

With this lightening round of questions, without even opening my eyes, I know my dad is giving Felix the look.

Felix hesitates. "It was for the senior class..."

"I didn't ask who it was for... who threw the party?"

He shifts uncomfortably on the floor besides me. "Kane and I threw it."

Well shit, I didn't know that. He is in trouble...

Now my eyes are open and I look back to Felix. He glances down to me. "It's tradition that the class who turns twenty-one throws the senior party..."

"You aren't twenty-one!" Dad scorns him. "And even if you were! You don't buy alcohol for minors! You could lose your scholarship!"

Felix remains quiet. Again I begin to see the similarities between my dad and Jax.

"So let's hear how my night went, shall we?" My dad begins.

I don't think I want to know.

"I'm a half hour from home and I get a call from Mickey, telling me that there is a senior party somewhere by the lake, with booze. He said Jackson Parker is worried and trying to get in touch with my middle child because she informed him that she was going to said party with TYLER PORTER!" his voice booms through the bathroom making me cringe.

Dear lord, my head. I think I'm going to die...

Or puke...

Both. Definitely both.

"I thought that couldn't be right because my daughter A, isn't speaking to Jackson Parker. B, can't drink underage AND she's on Xanax. C, would never be caught dead drinking with the boy she accused of date-raping her!"

I sit up and look up to my dad. I have never seen him so angry with me in his life. But the way he said the word 'accused', makes me believe he no longer believes me either. Tears roll down my cheeks as I look him in the eyes.

"Dad..." I choke out a sob.

"No I'm not done!" he screams.

I look to the floor and wait for the rest of his story to finish. No one believes me, not even my own dad.

"So of course I go looking for this party. Found it on my first guess, the old dock near my own home. My eldest two children weren't there..." he growls and gives a nod. "... but my youngest was."

My head flies back up to meet my dad's eyes, which are red with anger.

"Would you dare to take a guess as to who her and her friends were being entertained by?"

"Oh shit" Felix mutters beside me.

"Tyler fucking Porter."

"I told her to stay away from him" I sigh and put my head into my hands.

"Excuse me?" he growls again. "Has he been near her before?"

I nod my head yes. "When we picked out my prom dress. I came out of the fitting room and he was hanging all over her. I told her to stay away from him and dragged her into the fitting room with me."

He rubs his mouth in frustration and forces an angry laugh. "Gabby let me ask you something..."

I gulp, knowing I'm about to get an ass chewing.

"... when someone tells you to stay away from someone, how well does that work out for you? Do you stay away from them?"

I know he's referring to Jax. Obviously, I did not stay away from him.

"That is not the same though, I'm eighteen! Sydney is fourteen and getting attention from an eighteen year old boy. Not just any boy, a popular boy!"

"You don't even realize what you did Gabrielle!"

I cower into Felix. He used Gabrielle, definitely in trouble.

"You went to a party! Drinking! Mixing it with narcotics! With the boy you accused of raping you! Any plans they had of pressing charges... out the fucking window! All because you are no longer a credible source. He and Kane knew exactly what they were doing taking you to that party! So he is free to be out there, handing girls like our young naive Sydney drinks..."

And with that I move quickly back to the toilet and begin throwing up the second round of tequila.

"So feel free to tell your buddy Jackson that I'm sorry I missed his call about you last night, I was too busy hauling my youngest off in my car this time! Again, couldn't arrest anyone because my kid is at the party I'm busting! Then come to find one of my kids threw the party! And another was hauled away while passed out... by the town criminal."

"Dad I let Jackson take her." Felix sounds panicked. "Honestly he was the only one I trusted taking her home. She was passed out and everyone was drunk. He was sober, had a car and she was pissed at him so I knew nothing was going to happen. Trust me, you aren't the first person to yell at us for this. Jackson was not happy with any of us last night that we let her drink on those pills and took her to that party near Tyler..."

Felix attempts to save Jax in this scenario. It was the truth, Jax was pissed at us all last night. He was more of the adult than anyone there. I think the teacher in him came out a bit...

He shakes his head laughing and rubbing his head in frustration. "Amazing how my three kids are the issue here and Jackson Parker is the only one I can trust and answers me honestly."

I frown at him. He's right.

"Grounded. All three of you. All summer. I'm done with this shit. You grew up in a house where you should know better. I have never been so disappointed in my kids in my life."

He walks out of the bathroom leaving us on the floor.

There is a big difference between a parent being mad at you and a parent telling you that you disappointed them. I honestly didn't even know what to say to my dad after that to make him feel better about yesterday. I know it's making me feel even worse. I can't believe Sydney was at that party.

"Guess I'm living with Kane this summer" Felix sighs.

So now I don't get to leave the house all summer, keeping me away from Jax and Courtney. Felix won't even be here to keep me sane. Top it off with no one in town believing me now. He was right, Tyler can hand girls drinks and I did nothing to help stop it.

I begin crying hard, holding my face in my hands as Felix wraps his arms around me. "It's okay Gabs. He will get over it."

"The fuck I will!" I hear my dad from the hallway.

Queue tequila vomit round three.