"Well what."

"Did you three talk?"

"No."

"Then go back up there."

Taylor looked to his mother.

"You heard me. Go on."

He walked to the front door, pulling the keys out of his jacket pocket and grabbed the door handle.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"To see Mey."

"You get back in your room till you work it out."

Taylor shrugged.

"Mom, right now, Mey means more to me then Zac does. If you have a problem with that go ask Zac why I think that way."

Zac had gotten up to chase after Taylor but had halted when Isaac stuck out his foot and tripped him.

"What the hell!"

Isaac shrugged.

"I don't know Zac. A spontaneous action maybe?"

Zac stood up, walking over to his closet.

"Yeah well aren't you supposed to be like, the grownup here or something."

"Oh. Am I? I didn't read anywhere that said I had to act like a parent."

"Yeah well you should try it sometime."

Zac stepped into the closet, looking on the shelves for something.

"I don't think your deserving of it."

Zac paused.

"Why."

He turned around when he heard no response.

"Well?"

"Why do you think."

Zac threw up his hands.

"Look. I came home to talk to you anyway. You aren't making it easy."

"Oh like I should have to. To be honest I was hoping to make your coming home one of the worst experiences of your life. Unfortunatly no matter what you did to me can't over power the fact that you're family."

"Is that it? I'm family and that's what saved me."

Isaac paused.

"I would have to say so. Plus, I don't know what it would do to mom if I actually treated you like you treated me while she was around."

Zac scowled.

"That's it anymore? I'm nothing now. For saying one thing to you?"

Isaac jumped off the bed, startling Zac.

"One thing!! ONE thing! How the hell can you say that!"

Zac took a step back.

"First, you get into that drug thing, then you LIE to me, then you say you hate me. What the hell do you expect Zac? What do you think I'm going to do? I trusted you! I did love you, I had to, you were my brother. I'm not so sure I do anymore. And I'm not so sure I even know who you are anymore. I really thought that you were something else, that you were so much better then everyone else. Guess I was wrong right? Guess everything we did means nothing."

Zac threw up his arms.

"It wasn't fun anymore!"

"What wasn't fun? Life? Us? What??"

"Everything! All we ever did was work away, we spent our entire days doing something with music, we spent all our free time with our family, and when I found something I like you guys blame me for liking it!"

"I'm not blaming you for liking anything. Do you know how many other things there are in this world? You could have picked one of them."

"I liked my time with Zac."

"I don't care. You both should have known better."

"We did know better, why do you think we kept it a secret?"

"Obviously because you had no brains. And because you wanted the truth to tear a few members of your family apart when they found out."

Zac looked down.

"Ike..I..."

"No. I don't want an explanation, I don't want any excuse."

Zac sighed.

"I don't have an excuse to give."

"Good."

Zac looked up at the ceiling, avoiding his brother's stare.

"If I'da known that it would do…"

"Well you didn't. And look what you've done. I'm sorry Zac I can't take that. You should have known better."

"I don't know what to say."

"I already told you not to say anything."

"I can't just stand here and say nothing."

"Yes you can. I just said you could."

Zac stomped his foot.

"GOD DAMNIT ISAAC!"

Isaac averted his eyes.

"What Zac. What do you want me to do? Pardon you from everything you've done to me? To Taylor? Mom and dad don't even know. What about what you said? Want me to just forget that?"

Zac shrugged.

"No! But what am I supposed to do?"

"Like I would know. You've done what you think you should so far."

Isaac's voice had taken on a somewhat defeated tone.

"Ike!"

He turned to Zac.

"It's over Zac."

Zac stomped his foot once more.

"What can I do Ike!"

Isaac closed his eyes and stood.

"Dunno."

"God damnit tell me!"

Isaac paused in thought.

"You really wanna know what you can do Zac? You really want to know."

Zac nodded.

"You can give me my brother back."

Jeremy stepped aside, letting his sister's boyfriend in the door.

"MEY! YOUR HUNNY LOVE IS HERE!"

He grinned as Taylor walked by, giving him a pat on the back.

Mercy walked out from the hallway, a grin on her face.

"Missed you."

Taylor shrugged.

"I'd have to say ditto."

She frowned.

"That's it? Ditto? That's all I get?"

She put on a pout and stood with her hands on her hips.

Taylor made his way to her side of the room, passing Jeremy who was watching the news.

Taylor put his arms around her waist and swayed her back and forth.

"I lied….ditto's are so boring."

Jeremy made a sigh from his seat and the two looked down at him.

"If you two are even thinking about…uh…yeah, well if you two have any other plans then swaying to the music of the 6 o'clock news…take it upstairs…and tell Zac to lock his doors. It might corrupt his completely pure little mind."

Mercy kicked a shoe off at him and he ducked.

"What! If I wanted to see what you guys are getting ready to do what I think you are, then I could just get a hold of Nikki and get a hands on."

Taylor blushed.

"Sorry dude. Life sucks."

Jeremy turned back around to the tv, a grin on his face.

Looking across the room he noticed Isaac had found his way into the room and fallen asleep, in his room…their room.

He sat up, squinting and allowing his eyes to adjust to the light. Waiting a few seconds he pulled the covers aside and stood. Putting his weight on his feet he walked as quietly as he could to the door, trying not to trip over obstacles.

Stepping out into the hall, he looked toward the glow of the television from the living room.

Following the light from downstairs he walked down the steps, gripping the railing and leaning foreward to see who was watching.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed his mom.

She looked up.

"What are you doing out of bed? It's almost one in the morning."

Zac shrugged, continuing to walk to her.

"Well you probably need to get back to bed then."

He shook his head.

Climbing onto the sofa and curling up beside his mother, Zac rested his head on her shoulder.

She smiled.

"It's been a long long time since you came and sat with me."

"Mmm."

"Fourteen years old now and you do it again. You boys never cease to amaze me you know that."

There was no response.

"How come your up so late now."

He shrugged.

"Dunno."

She pulled his hair back out of his face.

"Why are you three fighting?"

He looked up at her.

"We aren't."

"Don't lie to your mother."

"We aren't."

"Then why did Taylor tell me to ask you. And why did he say Mercy meant more to him then you, and why did I hear Isaac yelling. Don't tell me you aren't fighting if it's not true."

Diana had remained steady and calm, still pulling Zac's hair back and straightening it.

"It's a long story mom. One I'd rather not talk about."

"I would. I'd like to know what happened that made such a change."

"It's not worth the feelings mom."

She sighed.

"I'm your mom."

"I know. That's why I won't tell you."

Jeremy sat in front of the television, bowls scattered around in front of him and the television still glowing.

"Why?"

"Lets put it this way. Zac's already blown off the fact that your coming home and going straight to the kitchen, and he's asleep on the floor, wrapped in a blanket and using his pants for a pillow. I'm sitting right here next to the TV, not thinking about anything but, and turning up the volume just in case, and Taylors here."

Jeremy smiled sheepishly.

"So therefore, you should just leave and take me with."

Dorin grinned.

"Great."

Dorin walked through the kitchen and out the front door to start the car.

"Then we won't have to worry about it anymore and we can get to work on a new album. It'll be great dontcha think."

Zac stuck out his tongue as his brother walked by.

"Not really. I turned in all the homework we had and it's still not graded. So what about report cards?"

Dorin shrugged.

Mercy walked back up the stairs to her bedroom.

"Tay."

She threw a book at him.

"Tay. Get up. Gotta go home. I leave for school in like. Ten."

Taylor mumbled something from his spot on the bed and rolled over.

"Fine then. Ignore me."

She turned around and walked back down the steps.

"Just out of curiousity Door. How come mey can have someone spend the night on a school night and I can't?"

Dorin shrugged.

"He's been here for three days. I don't want to uproot him now."

"So! You wouldn't let nikki stay here for that long!"

"Isaac already talked to me about it. Just leave Taylor alone Jeremy."

Jeremy rolled his eyes.

"I'm not getting any sleep."

Mercy walked by and kicked her little brother.

"Too bad."

Isaac and his dad were finishing off the final touches of packing.

"Why would I be packing if I haven't found a place?"

His father shrugged.

"I don't know. You really sure you want to move out?"

Isaac nodded.

"Yup. I need space. I need time to myself. Too many people running around here and it'll give me time to think too."

His father smiled.

"Well, good luck."