It was finally Monday morning and Peyton made no delay in getting dressed and running out the house. When she got to Kimberly's house she was half an hour early so rather than bother her friend and her family, she just sat on the porch and waited. The silence was nice, she appreciated it more than you know.

"Peyton sweetheart, what are you doing sitting there?"

Peyton turned, "morning Mrs. D! I'm just waiting on Kimmy."

"How long have you been here? Why didn't you come inside?"

Peyton checked her watch, "twenty minutes. Didn't want to interrupt you guys' morning routine. Plus, I needed some time to think..."

Mrs. Dexter smiled at Peyton who was now standing, "okay sweetheart. You ate?"

Peyton gave her signature head shake, "not hungry..."

"Peyton, you don't eat enough. You're too thin. How about a..."

"Don't waste your breath mom. She eats lunch everyday now. Let's not push her." Kimberly said as she hugged her mother and stood next to Peyton.

Mrs. Dexter forced a smile and nodded, "I guess that will do for now. You girls have a good day at school!" She waved.

They returned her wave and said goodbye before leaving for their walk to school.

"What's bothering you boo?"

"Nothing more than the usual..."

Kimberly stopped and looked her friend square in the face, "what happened yesterday?"

Peyton knew exactly what Kimberly was referring to but she decided to play ignorant and avoid that topic for as long as possible so she spoke of something else. "Mom got all over my ass about where I was and what you and I were doing. Oh, and apparently Adam came over to take me out..."

They continued walking as Kimberly sighed realising Peyton was avoiding the topic of why she flew out of the cinema like that when she saw that girl's boyfriend join her. So she decided to find out what she could about what Peyton is willing to talk about. "How bad was it?"

This time it was Peyton who stopped walking and faced her friend. With tears threatening she said in a small voice, "the usual..."

Kimberly felt her anger rise up, "she hit you again didn't she?!"

Peyton gave no audible or visible response. She just looked away and that was all Kimberly needed to know that her mother had hit her. Again!

"Peyton, boo, I'm so sorry. I hate that bitch!" She pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back soothingly.

When Peyton reciprocated the hug she mumbled, "better her than dad..."

"Nobody is supposed to hit you! Not even your weak-ass mother!"

After a minute or two of composing themselves, they continued their walk to school silently with their arms linked.

The day went on as a typical school day goes and Peyton was glad for it. A somewhat break and distraction from her current troubles. Somehow though, regardless of all the distractions and mental work, Peyton just could not tear that one part of her mind off of the girl from the cinema.

Lunch time came around and Peyton could feel her inner self groan because it meant having to deal with Adam. When she got to the cafeteria, Kimberly and Timothy were already there at their table waving her across.

"I got lunch for you already boo." Kimberly smiled at her when she arrived.

"Thanks Kimmy." She offered her friend a sweet, appreciative smile. "Hey Tim. How was the weekend?"

Timothy beamed a lovely smile, "Sunday was boring but Saturday was great!"

Peyton definitely did not miss the blush that washed over Kimberly's face when he said this and she knew exactly what he meant. "Was Saturday as great for you as it was for Tim?" She couldn't help but tease Kimberly.

Kimberly picked up a fry from her tray and threw it at Peyton's face. Peyton, being who she is, caught the fry between her teeth and ate it. "Thanks Kimmy! That's all I needed to know what a little miscreant you are." She proceeded to laugh heartily.

"Must you spoil everything?!" Kimberly whined, "that was meant to hit you in the face not for you to eat it!" She ended with a huff, crossing her arms.

Peyton, joined by Timothy now, laughed louder, "you little exaggerator!"

Peyton's laugh came to an abrupt halt when an arm was wrapped around her neck and a wet, sloppy kiss placed on her cheek. She snapped her head to the side and glared at Adam who now occupied the seat next to her.

"Hey babe. Why so serious?" Adam joked as he greedily shoved food in his mouth.

Eww! You disgusting animal! Peyton could not stop herself from thinking. "I am neither a dead baseball player nor a pig!"

"Babe babe babe! Hey! What's got your panties in a bunch?"

"Don't fucking call me babe!"

Kimberly and Timothy looked on, confused as hell as to what was going on before their eyes. Adam has always called Peyton babe. As a matter of fact, that's all he calls her. So this outburst of hers did nothing short of confuse them both. Timothy turned to Kimberly and she just looked at him and shrugged before they turned their attention back to the fight that was ensuing in front of them.

"What the fuck?" Adam put down his food now. This was getting serious. He and Peyton have had numerous quarrels in the past but nothing like this. He had no clue what was causing this behaviour from his girlfriend. He did nothing wrong. Nothing he doesn't usually do. So what the fuck is her problem?!

Peyton just sat there glaring at him and all she could see in her head was him sucking that girl's face. Why is this even bothering me? I've seen him do that a million times! Why now?

Adam put his hand on her shoulder and opened his mouth to talk but he didn't get the chance because she slapped his hand away and stood up. Careful not to raise her voice to bring attention to herself, Peyton spoke, "don't fucking touch me you two timing bitch!"

Kimberly felt herself gasp, I thought it didn't bother you boo? Why are you being like this? What the hell is bothering you?

Kimberly didn't have to wonder too long because she soon going to get her answer.

Adam stood now too but he didn't care if he drew attention. As a matter of fact, he very much enjoyed any attention he got. Good or bad. So, with a loud voice he snapped, "since when does that bother you, you fucking lesbian cunt!"

They now had the entire cafeteria as an audience. Peyton could feel her heart beating in her throat now, she was sweating all over and nervous like she didn't know was even possible. She did her best to mask everything. "Don't you dare make this about me! How long have you been with her?"

For a split second Adam's face showed shock, "what the fuck are you talking about?!"

By this time Timothy was behind Adam with a hand on his shoulder telling him to, "calm the fuck down man!"

Adam only pushed him away.

Kimberly was by her friend too, trying to get her to stop this tirade she was on but just like Adam she pushed her away saying, "I have to do this Kimmy."

Turning her attention back to Adam she shouted now, "I saw you, you fucker! In the cinema yesterday! 'Not now Adam... when we get home okay?'" She tried to mimic the girl's voice. "Sounds familiar to you?"

Adam's face flushed.

"How long Adam?!"

"Why do you even care?! You never give a shit when I flirt right in your face!"

"Flirting is totally different to cheating!" Peyton knew she didn't make much sense with that statement but she had to justify her anger somehow.

"Yeah well at least unlike you she actually likes dick! I see the way you look at girls! Hell, you check them out as much as me only difference is I do something about it." He pointed at Kimberly and continued, "I see the way you look at her, like you could suck her pussy right on this table for lunch everyday!"

Peyton was more than grateful at this moment for all the abuse and torture she'd suffered at the hands of her family because she was able to stand strong before Adam. She looked him in the eyes and asked, "then why are you still with me after two years?"

"Your parents are loaded! Trust me, it has nothing to do with you. You're just an ugly dyke!"

Just as she had thought. He was in it for what he could gain for himself.

"How long?" She asked once more. For some reason she needs to know how long he has been with the girl. She won't rest until she finds out.

"How long what?"

"How long have you been fucking her?!"

"One glorious year!" Adam said with a sick smile on his face.