***Alex’s POV***

When I got home, I was helping daddy put some things away. I pulled out an old family picture. “Hey daddy?” He looked up curiously. “Yes?” I took a deep breath. “What happened to Dr. Holst’s wife?” It was bothering me ever since Jake had said it to Clifton.

Daddy sighed sadly. “She left the family about 3 years ago.” I gave him a curious look. “Why?” He looked nervous. “Now this isn’t something you spread around school alright?” I nodded. “Well, from what I heard, she got in a fight with the youngest one and left that night.”

“Which one is the youngest?” I asked, knowing the answer. “Dr. Holst has two sons. A 19 year old son named Light and then Clifton.” “Oh,” I said. He nodded. “But that’s just what I heard. Dr. Holst never talks about it. Please don’t spread it around.”

Psh. As if I would?

It was old news.

“And daddy?” “Yes?” I bit my lip. “What happened to Mr. Fitzpatrick?” He gave me a sad look. “I saw that on the news a few years back. It must have been so hard on that family. According to the news, they suspected he was driven off the rode, murdered, and disposed of.”

Seamus hadn’t told me that. That was awful! Poor Seamus. He really did have a hard life. Maybe not completely rough. At least his mom didn’t beat him. But, well, a possibly murdered father? Oh god.

***Seamus’s POV***

I paced impatiently.

“Where is he?” I cried. “Relax. He’s coming,” Clifton said. “Shut the fuck up! Don’t tell me to relax!” I snapped. He ignored me and continued to flick through the songs on his iPod.

“There you are! You bastard!” I said angrily as Jay walked over to us. “Sorry man. Had to sneak past my mom,” he said. “Let’s go!” I said to the others.

We walked to the lot. It was getting dark now and I was ready to kick Jake’s sorry ass. I hadn’t seen mom since Lizzy had left. I was so fed up and desperate. I was willing to do anything to get her attention. If breaking his sorry neck would get her to look at me, than I would do it.

Just like I had figured, Jake was there with his little gang.

And Alex.

She watched me with careful eyes. I eyed each of the kids with Jake. Whoa. Clifton’s older brother was there standing next to Jake’s older brother.

Light’s eyes widened. “Man, you didn’t tell me who we were fighting!” he said. “I said we were beating up fags,” Jake snapped. “You didn’t tell me we were fighting my baby brother and his friends!” Light said angrily. “I’m not going to hurt them!” Jake glared. “You pussy! Then leave!” Light looked furious. “No way man! You are not going to hurt my brother.” Jake rolled his eyes. “Why do you stick up for him? Look what he cost you! He's the reason your mom left!” “He’s my brother! I’m not hurting him!”

Clifton was watching with his usual bored eyes. “Hey, hey, hey,” he finally said. “Light, just leave. I’ll be fine.” Light shook his head. “I’m not leaving my little brother.” “Yes you are. Go away. Or sit down. Just get out of the way.”

I cracked my knuckles. “Can we just start this shit?” “Yea!” Richie said eagerly. Jer looked nervous. “This is such a bad idea,” he whispered. “Someone’s going to get hurt.” I rolled my eyes.

Jake pointed away. “Go sit there Alex and Light.” Light gave an unsure look. “Go,” Clifton said to him. He sighed but he and Alex went and sat down together to watch.

“You bastard!” Jay suddenly screamed. I examined the rest of Jake’s friends. Ah. Jay’s older brother was there too. Ryker gave a hard glare at us. “I’m going to kick your sorry fag ass Jason,” he growled. “Bring it on preppy man slut!” Jay snapped. Ryker cracked his knuckles. Jay was so angry he was shaking.

Jay and Ryker didn’t get along. Jay had been dating a girl 2 years ago who ended up cheating on him with his brother. They had never gotten along, but after that, it was just asking for trouble to get the two anywhere near each other.

“Let’s just get this started!” Jake snapped. I nodded in agreement. We braced ourselves. Jake and his friends rushed at us and began throwing punches.

I immediately ran at Jake. He was going to pay for fucking up my hand and taking my girl. Alex was mine. Not his.

I was grabbed and thrown to the ground by Zack. He was one of Jake’s preppy loser friends. I hit him in the mouth with my cast and he pulled away as his lip began to bleed badly.

Jumping up, I made my way at Jake again. I finally fought my way over to him. We struggled against each other for a bit. “You fag. You’re going to pay,” he hissed.

He pulled out a knife. His arm stretched back as I stared in shocked terror. His arm snapped forward and the knife came came down.