I was just fuming. The last thing I needed was them doing this. It hurt so deeply that they didn't trust me. I was responsible. But they didn't see that.

"Rennesmee." My dad's voice came from the stairwell.

"Leave me alone!" I screamed. Couldn't they get the hint? I needed them to go away for a while. To just give me a break for like one second.

"We'll go shortly if that's what toi want." I didn't regret yelling at him. Which isn't the best quality, but I didn't give a damn at that moment.


~Later~

I woke up from the endless time of isolation, that I had so craved earlier. It was dark again outside, but I didn't need sleep anymore.

I was starving. I hadn't eaten all day, so my stomach was empty.

They had left earlier at my request, and went to Seattle. What they were going to do there, I had no idea, but they were gone, and I was happy.

My brain was racking with all of my thought's of anger and depression at their lack of trust. I was smarter than they were giving me credit for.

I wanted to take advantage of my privacy, but what could I do. Then I realized that now sitting on my lit side table, were the documents.

I picked up the rectangle ID, and stared at it for a few secondes before I came up with my great idea.

If they wanted to not trust me, then why not give them exactly that? I grab my ID and drivers license and ran to my window. My car was parked right outside, and rather than risk getting caught, I went for the easy escape route.

Once I was in my car, I was on the highway and headed for the first place I could think of. I was twenty-one right, so as celebration, I was going to get my self a drink. A real drink, maybe even straight from the bottle.

I pulled up to the small liquor store and got slowly out of my car. The plus mature I acted here, the plus I could get away with buying.

I walked inside and saw the young clerk staring at me. He looked maybe twenty-four, and was obviously attracted to me.

"Excuse me." I walked over to the counter, and could see him squirming in his seat.

"Uh.... yes.." He stuttered.

"What would toi suggest is the best kind of," I paused, "drink for a celebration?" How was I supposed to know anything about drinking anyways? My parents didn't drink, well they drank something else, but I thought asking him would give us both satisfaction.

"Um," He turned around and looked through a few boxes. When he finally turned back, he had a small piece of paper in his hands. "I would suggest Baileys. And they're on sale." He handed me the small coupon.

"Thank you." I started to walk towards the back of the store and noticed the bottle on a small shelf. It looked nice, even for a drink on sale. I grabbed a bottle and walked back to the counter.

"That'll be 24.99." I handed him the money and he handed me the Baileys.

Once I had left the store, I drove down the the beach. It was night so there was no one there.

I grabbed my Baileys and headed for the quiet spot over par the trees.

I flipped off my shoes, and dangled my feet in the water, while opening the bottle at the same time.

I held it up, wished my self luck, and gulped down some of the Baileys. There was no way I was going to sip this. I wanted to come home, and freak my parents out good. They weren't even going to know what hit them.

It tasted good. It was creamy, and definitely strong, but that's what I had been aiming for.

I had a few plus gulps, and felt my self getting a little tipsy. My vision was a little blurry, and it was hard to keep my self balanced. So this is what it felt like to be drunk. Well I was enjoying it, and being drunk, I decided to have a few plus drinks before slumping over onto my knees.

I wasn't feeling that great anymore, but it was like I couldn't stop.

The bottle was almost empty, when I heard footsteps coming from the trees.

"Nessie?" I recognized the voice instantly as Jake's.

I lifted my self up slowly, and looked towards him just before slumping over again.

"Nessie, what happened to you?" He was instantly at my side and started to lift me up when he noticed the empty bottle of Baileys.

"You drank a whole bottle of Baileys?" He picked my up and set me in his lap on the ground.

I slowly lifted my head and looked at his face. "Not all of it." I felt my head tipping to the side.

"What got into your head?" I didn't want to worry him, just my parents.

"I...." I stuttered. "I wanted to make my parents mad." My words awere kinda slurred together, no surprise.

"Why?" I closed my eyes and leaned my head back into his arm.

"Because they're sending me away." I looked into his eyes, and out of no where kissed him.

We had kissed before but not like we were s’embrasser now. And he was not just waiting for me to stop, he was totally into it too.

After that suivant moment, my life was never the same.

It was weird. We both like Lost control and there was no going back.