Before The End

Seven

Zack stood in the kitchen of the Black mansion with his head between his hands. His head was spinning. Sweat dripping down his face. What was in that drink?

"You okay buddy." Jason asked leaning casually against the door frame.

"Yeah just a little dizzy." He grumbled standing up straight, "Is Macky here yet?"

"No. I doubt she'll be home for another hour. Probably having too much fun with Harry." Jason smirked.

"Yeah sure." He grumbled clenching his fist. He had to calm down. They were just friends right? Harry wouldn't do that to him.

"You should probably head upstairs and sleep off whatever you're feeling. I'll wake you up when she gets here." Jason smiled.

"Yeah you're right. Thanks man." Zack said stumbling out of the kitchen.

"Oh and use Kenzie's room. Mine's being painted and we're renovating the guest rooms." Jason said.

"Sure thing."

"Hey Zack." Jason called when he was halfway up the stairs.

"Mhmm." He mumbled turning.

"You left your phone." Jason smiled tossing it to him. Zack caught it and frowned.

"I could have sworn I left this charging upstairs." He mumbled to himself.

Jason watched silently as his best friend drunkenly made his way upstairs and smiled to himself. If he ever found out about this he would kill him. But it was going to be worth it in the end.

"Where's Zack?" Logan asked stepping out of the living room.

"Upstairs. He's not feeling to good."

"Did Zack just tweet that there's a party here?" Noah said walking in with his eyes on his phone.

"You've got to be kidding me." Logan groaned. "McKenzie's not gonna like this."

"I'll handle it. It's probably not too...." Before Jason could finish his sentence the door bell rang.

Moving to the door Jason opened it and was shoved aside by a group of noisy teenagers. They piled into the house drinks in hand most already drunk.

"Call Harry and tell him not to bring Kenzie home." Jason ordered. He knew it was pointless. It was his suggestion that the two leave their phones behind.

While the twins scrambled to get a hold of his sister and try and get rid of people, Jason watched the chaos with a satisfied smirk.

"I can't believe you're doing this." Noah chuckled handing him a drink. "If he ever finds out he'll hate you."

"I can live with that."

"Can you live with Kenzie finding out?"

"As long as she's safe and not involved in any of the s**t we do. She can hate me all she wants." Jason sighed.

"We both know Zack can't handle a relationship with her. He still has some growing up to do, still has to prove that he can protect her. But if that time ever comes you can't stand in their way." Noah said putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I know."

"Where is he?" A voice behind them asked. They both turned and came face to face with Camilla.

"Upstairs. Kenzie's room." Jason said.

"You owe me for this." She said walking past the boys and upstairs.

"Now we watch." Noah sighed.

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"That was the most fun I've had in forever." McKenzie laughed looking at what they had acquired on their scavenger hunt.

"And it was a good thing we left our phones at home." Harry laughed.

"Is it bad that I don't want to go home?" She asked looking down.

"I'm awesome I know it's not your fault." He smiled as he turned into their street.

"I'm just not in the mood to party. And for my sanity's sake I hope Zack didn't throw a ragger."

"Uhm I think he did." Harry winced gazing out the window at the chaos that was the Black mansion.

Driving through the gates and up to the house it got worse. The loud music pumping out of the house, the empty cups littering the estate, the drunken teens passed out or making out. It was a typical Winchester party. She hated it.

Once the car was parked McKenzie got out of the car and marched into the house. She was immediately met with the sight of Jason and Noah watching the twins roll around on the floor like idiots.

"Where is he?" She hissed. Her anger meant for one Winchester in particular. Logan looked up at her with a panicked expression as his shoved his brother off him.

"Kenzie..." He started.

"Tell me where he is now before I strangle the whole lot of you." She threatened.

"He's upstairs but... Kenzie stop." She didn't wait for her brother to finish his sentence. She marched up the stairs ready to yell at Zack.

Searching in all the upstairs rooms she finally found him in hers. Her heart sank at what she saw. There he was on her bed with a half naked Camilla straddling him. All her anger seemed to vanish, and in its wake hurt.

Upon hearing the door open Zack and Camilla turned to face the door. Once he saw McKenzie's face his heart stopped and he dragged himself out of the bed going after her. His head was still hurting but he could think a little clearly now thanks to the water Camilla was continuously shoving down his throat.

"Macky." He called his throat dry. Once he was out he frowned at the chaos of the house.

Oh s**t.

"Macky stop." He said grabbing her hand and turning her. The unshed tears in her eyes made him feel even worse than the pounding headache did.

"I didn't want a freaking party Zack I told you. And you promised it would just be the eight of us. You promised you wouldn't turn this into another one of your things. And I find you having s*x in my bed with you freaking ex."

"I know you're mad but it's not what it looked like."

"I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed. I honestly expected better from you." She said getting out of his hold and running downstairs.

He forced himself to follow after her and paused at the top of the stairs as he watched her ran into his brother's arms. Harry glared at him and shook his head before sighing and pulling her out of the house.

Zack slumped down onto the floor and put his hand between his hands. What the hell had happened? Why where all those people there? Why had he let Camilla take her clothes off? He knew the answer to the last one. He had no energy to argue with the Latina or push her off him. A hand was placed on his shoulder and he looked up to find his best friend giving him a sad smile.

"How the hell did all these people come here?" Zack groaned trying to ignore the pain in his head.

"You invited them." Jason said going him on the floor and showing him what he tweeted earlier.

"What the hell is wrong with me? You're supposed to keep my phone away from me when I'm drunk."

"You didn't have much to drink." Jason shrugged. Zack sighed knowing he was right. He only had one drink from Joaquin earlier that day. Maybe he was just sick. Or maybe there was something in it.

"You think she'll ever forgive me."He asked after a beat of silence.

"I don't know." Jason said genuinely hoping she didn't. "Come on let's get these people out of here."