Within five minutes Peyton was at one of the largest houses in the neighborhood she once called home. She could see all the drunk teenagers falling all over themselves as they "partied".

What the hell is wrong with people? What do they get out of these things?

"Sadie? I'm here."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. So you can come outside. I have Kimmy's car."

"Can you come get me? Please?"

"Sadie, come on, you're safe now. I'm here. It's three in the morning, let's get going."

When she heard nothing but a few sniffles, she rolled her eyes, "Sadie!"

"Peyton please! I can't come out by myself... Please come get me Peyton. Please!?" Sadie broke down into tears again.

"Okay fine! I'm coming!" Peyton frustratedly locked the car and grudgingly approached the front door.

She knew Sadie would be in one of the five bedrooms upstairs so she had to pass by a lot of people to get there. She sighed heavily.

The things I do...

She had promised herself that she would never set foot in this town again yet here she was, inside one of Adam's best friend's houses.

To her dismay, one person recognised her and that's the last thing she needed.

"Hey, it's that dyke bitch!"

"What the fuck you doing here you rug muncher?!"

The harassment continued until she got upstairs. Up there people were too caught up with making out and other such activities to pay her any notice.

She began checking the bedrooms and their closets she was in room number three and she still had not found Sadie. Room number four was out as well. When she got to the last bedroom the door was locked.

"Okay Sadie is this some sort of a joke you're playing on me?"

"What?! No!!!" She began to cry again.

"Really? Well then why am I not finding you huh?"

"Peyton, I'm not lying to you! I'm in the closet and I can hear the same music that's playing here over the phone. You're here."

"Well then where the fuck are you? I checked all the rooms and their closets and the last room is locked."

"That's where I am! I forgot Adam locked the door!"

"Okay, well come unlock the door for me then. Wait, Adam is in there!?"

"I can't. I'm not leaving this closet. And yes... Kind of..."

"Kind of? What the fuck does kind of mean?!"

"Peyton!" Sadie whined.

"Okay okay! Hold on."

Peyton thought for a second then she got an idea. She went all the way back, as far as she could and then ran towards the door and jump kicked it. The breaking of wood was loud and her foot hurt like a bitch but the job was done. The door was open and that's all that matters.

Peyton took in the sight before her in great shock. The room was a mess. There was obviously a struggle of some sort. Unconscious on the floor next to the bed lay Adam; half naked. Peyton stepped closer and looked at him. He was definitely alive.

Peyton remembered why she was there and promptly left him and headed for the closet. She opened it and sure enough there was Sadie, curled up against the wall of the closet looking like a scared, hurt little puppy.

From what Peyton could tell, Sadie was also half naked and she looked as if she'd been in a fight.

Peyton's heart shattered in that moment. "Oh god Sadie..." She whispered as she knelt down in front of the girl before her.

"Sadie, what the fuck happened in here?"

Sadie just burst out into loud cries and Peyton automatically pulled her into a hug.

Sadie leaned into Peyton as she cried. "I'm sorry..." She said as she sat up and tried to wipe her tears away.

Peyton pulled out a bandana from her pocket and gave it to Sadie to dry her eyes.

"Thanks..."

Peyton waved her off, "now what the fuck happened here?!"

Sadie began to tear up again, "I... I was with Adam... He said he wanted to hang out. Just the two of us. At first I said no cause it's a school night and all but then I gave in because I really miss him. He picked me up at home and we were just driving around and talking, as usual. Then he said that there was this party he wanted to check out. I said no but he insisted. I told him to take me back home but he refused and brought me here. And well things got a bit out of control and then I called you..."

"A bit out of control?! Sadie! Look at you! Look at the room and look at Adam! Things got fucking out of control! What the fuck did he do to you?! You better tell me the truth Sadie!" Peyton warned.

"Peyton! Stop! Please!"

"No! I'm fucking pissed! What happened Sadie?!"

Sadie burst into tears again and only then did Peyton realise that she was being a bit unreasonable. Sadie is hurting, the last thing she needs is for someone to yell at her.

After a deep breath, Peyton pulled Sadie in for another hug. She rubbed circles on her back as she cried. "I'm sorry Sadie. I just... I have anger issues. Forgive me." She paused for a few seconds before continuing calmly, "I really need for you to tell me what happened though. That way I can know how best to deal with this okay?"

Sadie nodded against Peyton's shoulder. Through her tears she told Peyton the rest of the story, "he... He started to get drunk and I told him to stop because he had to drive me back home but he got upset with me and started insulting me in front of his friends as he gulped down two more beers. I got mad and walked off but he followed me and apologised and was his sweet charming self again. I stupidly fell for it and next thing I knew we were up in this room making out. When he started to take things further I told him to stop. I told him that I was not going to have sex with him in somebody else's bed and especially when he's drunk. Naturally he got mad and started yelling at me again. I tried to leave then but he pulled me back, pulled off his shirt and started tearing off my clothes and forcing me so I fought him. When he wouldn't stop I took the lamp from the nightstand and hit I'm in the head. I got scared that I hurt him badly and then I couldn't leave the room because my clothes are all torn and I have no idea how to get home. So, I hid in the closet and called you... I'm so sorry Peyton. I'm such an idiot!!! I don't even know why you're here. I don't deserve your kindness..." Sadie held on to Peyton now as she cried harder than before.

"Sadie!" Peyton raised her voice go get Sadie's attention. When she had it she continued, "it's not your fault okay? You did the right thing by trying to leave and then fighting him off and not giving in and most of all, calling me. Don't worry. Everything will be okay now. Trust me."

Sadie just sniffled as she held on to Peyton.

"Listen Sadie, we have to get out of here okay?" Peyton said as she pulled Sadie off of her and looked her in the eye.

She took off her shirt and handed it to Sadie, "put this on."

Sadie took it from her gratefully and whimpered, "thanks. But my pants are torn too..."

"That's not a problem. We can fix that too." Peyton said as she stood.

She proceeded to remove her jeans and then her boxers, putting back on her jeans. She handed the boxers to Sadie, "I know it's a bit weird to give you boxers but it's clean and as you saw I do have on underwear. I would have given you the jeans but I could never put my legs outside... Sorry about that."

For the first time that night Sadie chuckled, "it's okay Peyton. Really. I don't mind. Plus, it's a lot better than my current option."

She gladly took the boxers and stood to put it and the shirt on. While she was doing so, Peyton said, "wait here for me. I'll be right back."

Before she had the opportunity to protest and beg Peyton to not leave her alone Peyton disappeared. Less than a minute later she returned.

"Why'd you..." Sadie trailed off when she noticed the big kitchen knife in Peyton's hand. "Peyton! What the fuck are you doing?!" She cried when Peyton knelt down next to Adam.

"I'm going to teach this asshole a lesson."

Peyton, disregarding Sadie's cries proceeded to turn Adam onto his back and pull his underwear down.

"Peyton!"

"Sadie! Let me do this!"

Peyton continued what she set out to do. She placed the knife on Adam's penis.

"Peyton! You'll kill him!"

"I'm not an idiot Sadie! I'm not going to actually cut it off! Geez!"

Peyton then took her free hand and slapped Adam hard in the face. He began to stir and Peyton yelled at him, "wake up fucker!"

This got his attention, "Peyton? What the fuck are you..."

She pressed the knife into him causing him to look down. He shrieked and tried to move but as he did so she pressed harder.

In a very high pitched voice he cried, "what the fuck Peyton?!"

"Don't you ever hurt that girl again you hear me?!" Peyton pointed to Sadie.

Adam turned his head, "Sadie? What the fuck babe?! You know this freak?"

"She's not a freak! She's my friend!"

"The fuck?!" He squealed again in his newly found high pitched tone.

Peyton regained his attention by pressing down on the knife some more, "hey! I'm serious! You lay a hand on her ever again and next time you'll be a eunuch."