Dean and Sami drove to the mall in hopes to see AJ there with her mystery guy. The reason why Dean chose to search out the mall was because AJ always loved going there on her free time and enjoyed sitting by the huge wishing well.

Instead of seeing AJ and whoever, they saw Matt and Becky coming out of Baby GAP.

Matt looked in the opposite direction, "Oh god, look away." He told Becky.

She ignored him and walked up to Dean and Sami, "Hey, what are you guys doing here?"

"Just hanging out." Sami answered, "What up with the bags?"

"I thought you knew." Becky said.

"Knew what?"

"That I'm pregnant..."

Sami's jaw dropped, "Whoa, congratulations! Who's the dad?"

"Ahem!" Matt cleared his throat, "Who do you think, dumbass?"

Sami tilted his head, "I had no idea you guys were a thing... I am so out of the loop."

Matt rolled his eyes, "Bex, can we split now?"

"What's the rush?"

"That thing," he winked a few times to drop a hint, "That we came here to do."

"Oh! right... Yeah we gotta go."

"Found her!" Dean blurted out, pointing at AJ, who sat by the wishing well as expected.

"Don't blow our cover!" Matt held the shopping bags in front his and Becky's faces.

"Y'all are spying too?" Sami asked them.

"What do you mean 'too'? You guys stalking my sister?"

"For a good reason!" Dean told him.

"We wanted to find out why she broke up with Dean and if she's dating anybody."

"Imma tell them." Becky pulled up a chair and sat beside Dean, "She started getting very comfy with this guy named Corey Graves. And when she said she couldn't chill with you, AJ ended up going to comic con with him and got high at his place afterwards." She bluntly admitted. Becky didn't feel the least bit guilty for ratting AJ out. Dean had a right to know what was going on.

Matt rubbed his face roughly. "Becky, you didn't have to say all of that."

Dean stood, "You knew too?"

"Of course I did."

"And nobody bothered telling me?!"

"Jimmy wanted to, but we all decided you'd have to be an idiot not to notice that she was sneaking around."

Dean clenched his jaw, "Gee thanks. Seriously though, why do all of you hate me so much? I don't know how many times I have to apologize for all the stuff I've done IN THE PAST. Can't you just get over it?" Dean never wanted to admit it but being hated by AJ's brothers really started to bug him. He was ready to bury the hatchet and yet the guys still wanted to hold a grudge.

"Why do you care what me and my brothers think of you? It never stopped you from dating AJ, so it doesn't matter."

"I just doesn't make sense that you didn't like her going out with me and yet you let her date a guy who gets her high."

Matt rolled his eyes. "He's got a point." Becky agreed with Dean.

Sami was intrigued with the argument then his eyes grew when he saw Corey sit by AJ and kiss her, "I found the guy."

Dean stopped arguing with Matt and looked at who AJ was with. "How could I compete with that? He's so-so..."

"Sexy?" Becky finished his sentence.

"Hey!" Matt almost yelled at how his girlfriend was drooling over another guy. "I'm standing right here."

"And your sisters over there with a good for nothing guy." Sami argued.

AJ and Corey got up to walk around the mall, "C'mon." Matt tugged Becky's arm, "We gotta see where they're going."

"So you are concerned about her going out with Corey!" Dean pointed.

"Alright, yeah I am. The guys a buddy of ours but I don't trust him with AJ."

"Then why don't you beat him up like how you did with me?"

"Cuz he's a friend. You and I aren't friends." He saw how Dean was looking at Corey and AJ walk off in the distance. Matt knew that Dean truly loved AJ but his own problem was that he couldn't let things go. No matter what, the guys only saw Dean as a lying cheater. But Corey wasn't better either. Matt swallowed his pride and said something that he never thought he'd admit to Dean's face, "Honestly, I'd rather have you date AJ than Corey."

Sami started choking on his drink and almost fell out of his chair.

"I never thought you would say that."

"Yeah well don't speak of it again." Matt ordered. "Look, I'll get my brothers to help me break them up, okay?"

This time Dean was the one to nearly choke, "Are you serious?"

Matt groaned, not wanting to talk about it anymore. "Yes." Dean opened his arms and walked closer to Matt, making him back away slowly, "Ambrose, put your fucking arms down. I swear to god if you touch me I will-"

Dean got Matt in a bear hug as Matt stood completely stiff and embarrassed, "Thank you so much!" He grabbed his face roughly, kissing him on the cheek.

Finally Matt pulled out of Dean's strong grip, "Never! Do that again." he wiped his face with the back of his hand. "I can't believe you just kissed me." he glared at Dean in disgust.

Dean cleared his throat, "Sorry. I got a little carried away."

"Yeah... you did."
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AJ and Corey were leaving the mall hand in hand, "Where are we going now?" AJ asked.

"We're gonna go to my buddy, Marshall's house." he answered.

AJ was unsure if she should tell Corey that she didn't feel comfortable going to his friends house. She's never met him, so of course she'd be a little uneasy. "Oh, okay then." she took a deep breath and got into his car.

They finally pulled up to a sketchy looking house that was on the other side of town. Corey stepped out of the car, waiting for AJ to follow behind him, "You coming or not?"

She gulped and opened the car door with her shaky hand. Corey knocked on the wooden door with chipped red paint. "It's open!" the person inside yelled, sounding a bit intoxicated.

AJ followed closely behind Corey as they entered the house that was being used to hot box. There was marijuana smoke everywhere and empty beer cans scattered on the stained white carpet. The lights were dim and the room was really cold. On the couch were two guys. They were both tatted up and completely shit-faced.

There was a guy with short bleached blond hair smoking a joint while the guy beside him, with a half shaved head was shooting himself up with heroin.

AJ tried her best not to look intimidated by Corey's friends. "I brought my girlfriend with me." Corey told them as he flopped beside them on the couch. He leaned over to the coffee table and grabbed a beer.

The guy with the half shaved head stared AJ up and down with his dilated eyes then licked his lips. "What's your name?" he asked, with his raspy deep voice.

"AJ."

He chuckled, "Aren't you gonna sit down?"

"Uhh." AJ looked and saw how there was barely enough room for her to squeeze in on the couch. "No thanks. I can stand."

Corey moved over to the side to make room for her to sit between him and his drugged up buddy. "Sit down." He told her.

AJ tucked her hair behind her ear and sat down. The creepy guy leaned in close to her, the stench of beer on his breath filled AJ's nose. "I'm Marilyn."

"Hi." she greeted with a very nervous voice.

"Good job, you're freaking her out." the blond guy drawled. "I'm Marshall." he passed his joint over to AJ, "Wanna take a hit?"

"Sure." she took it between her fingers and inhaled deeply before blowing more smoke into the atmosphere. After she took a hit Marilyn grabbed it from her then blew smoke into her face when he was done. AJ looked at Corey to see if he was going to say anything but he was just downing more beer.

Corey could feel AJ's eyes staring at him. He saw how uncomfortable she looked, "Leave her alone." he finally spoke up. AJ couldn't help but hear how he sounded almost like he didn't care.

Marilyn grabbed a syringe that was filled with a hazy orange fluid. "Ever tried it?" AJ shook her head no. "Well you are now." he roughly grabbed AJ's arm and pinned it on his lap.

"No stop!" she roughly tried pulling away but he was too strong.

"What?" he asked, not realizing what he was doing was wrong.

"Corey." she stood up off of the couch and rubbed her soar arm. "I wanna go back home."

He squinted at her, "Are you serious? We just got here."

"I know but-"

Marshall scoffed, "What kind of prude are you bringing into my crib? She smokes my stuff and wants to leave just like that without even saying thank you?"

Corey rolled his eyes, "Calm down."

"Look at her." Marshall pointed to the shaken girl, "She's too innocent to be hanging out with us. Why the fuck did you bring her here anyways?"

"Cuz I thought she'd be able to handle it." Corey looked at her like what was happening was her fault.

"I can handle this!" AJ stomped, letting her pride get in the way.

Marshall threw a pack of cocaine on the table then started making it into a thin line. He pulled a $100 dollar bill out of his pocket and rolled it up. "Snort it." he held the bill up to AJ for her to grab.

"I've never done that before." she admitted.

"Wow..." Marilyn said, "Well what have you done?"

AJ was silent. "Corey, can you please take me home?" she begged, trying her hardest not to let tears fall. If they did then Marilyn and Marshall would have a field day on making fun of her.

"You seriously expect me to drive all the way back to the other side of town then come all the way back?"

AJ couldn't believe how terrible Corey was treating her right now. At first he seemed really sweet and caring but now, AJ didn't even know what to think of him anymore. "Fine. Sorry I asked. I could just call one of my brothers to pick me up or something."

"Oh no way." Corey ordered, looking at AJ as if she had said the stupidest thing in the world. "Your brothers would kick my ass if they found out I brought you here."

"Well what do I do?" she asked.

Marshall threw the rolled up bill at her, "You can do what I asked you to."

AJ gulped, then picked up the rolled up money from the floor. She sat back down between Corey and Marilyn and put the the tube like object in her right nostril. AJ squeezed her eyes tight before leaning down to snort her first row of cocaine.

"Wait." Corey stopped her. AJ sighed in relief when she sat back up. "Mind if I do it first?" AJ quickly handed him the tube. She watched in shock as Corey snorted the prepared line of cocaine. "Damn! That's amazing!" he yelled, squeezing his nose.

"Your turn." Marilyn purred in her ear.

AJ's heart was pounding as she leaned down again. RING! RING! her cellphone rang loudly. "Hello?"

"Aunt Steph wants you back home right now. She doesn't want you to be late for dinner." Jimmy told her.

AJ couldn't begin to explain how happy she was to hear Jimmy saying that she needs to get back home. "Hold on, okay." she put the phone to her shoulder to muffle the noise, "Jimmy said I have to get back home right now." she informed, trying her best not to smile.

Corey groaned, standing up from his sitting position. "Fine."

"Okay Jimmy, I'll see you there." she hung up.

It felt so good to step out of that house and breath the fresh air, "I can't believe you embarrassed me like that." Corey growled, slamming his car door shut as he got in.

"I'm sorry." she apologized, "You could have at least told me that your friends were like that."

"Like what?"

"What do you mean 'like what'? They're-."

"Like me." Corey finished her sentence. "Look, if you can't handle being around my friends, then I don't think we can go out anymore."

"Corey, do you hear yourself right now?" she asked in disbelief.

"I hear myself perfectly. You either need to grow up and let loose or try getting your old boyfriend back if you can't handle my lifestyle."

AJ thought hard about what Corey just told her. If she left him and ran back to Dean then she must look so pathetic. "Okay."

"Okay what?"

"I can get used to this." she admitted quietly.

Corey smiled, "That's what I like to hear. How about next week we come back and you can show the guys that you're not a needy little girl."

AJ picked at her chipping black nail polish, "Yeah. I'll show them that I'm not some prude." she acted like she was down for it, when really she was kicking herself for giving in.

Corey held her hand, "I'm sorry that I didn't defend you when they were giving you a hard time."

AJ smiled warmly at him, falling for his seductive tricks, "It's okay."

He kissed the top of her hand, "You know I love you, right?"

She nodded, "I love you too."
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A/N: Yes, Marshall&Marilyn are Eminem and Marilyn Manson💉