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Jvwollert is back with a brand new chapter. I would like to say, thank you for all the reviews, there one of many reasons why I love to type these out and share them with the world. Anyways, onto the story. Enjoy!

P.S. My new story is out "Elite Love" you guys can go check that out if you want.

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Chase entered the lab, still holding his bruised cheek. He passed by the capsules and entered the next room. He entered a bathroom and turned on the light. He checked himself in the mirror. He saw his cheek purple with a hint of black. He stared at it for a minute, examining it. He chuckled at it and washed his hands. He pulled his box of smokes out from his pocket, along with his lighter. He put a cig in his mouth and lit it. He inhaled the tainted air and held his breath for a second or two. He closed his eyes and exhaled through his nose, the tainted air leaving his body. He opened his eyes and found Davenport standing a few inches behind him from the mirror.

"Put, it, away, now" Davenport demanded

"No," Chase said, taking in another puff. Davenport slapped it out of his hand, the cigarette landing in the sink. Chase turned and faced Davenport, frustrated

"What is wrong with you," Davenport asked

"What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you? I was using that" Chase said

"That's the problem, why are you using it?" Chase smiled at his father

"Why are you asking me, didn't Douglas tell you everything?"

"He did, I just didn't want to believe it. I thought he made up a lie to cover your bruised cheek, but it looks like I was wrong"

"So, dad, what are you going to do now," Chase asked

"You're grounded, and I forbid you to use that stuff" Davenport reached for the pack of smokes but Chase was too fast. He grabbed them quickly and shoved them down his pocket

"Don't touch my stuff?" Chase said loudly

"I am your father and you live in my house. I can touch whatever I want. Now give me the smokes" Davenport reached for the smokes but Chase blocked his hand. "I'm not going to fight with you, Chase. Give them to me" Davenport yelled. He reached for the smokes again before feeling something collide with his cheek. Davenport fell to the ground, nearly unconscious. He held his cheek and looked at the tile floor. He found it stained with blood. He covered his nose and felt the warm liquid sink into his hand. He looked up and found Chase gone. He got to his feet and held his nose over the sink, letting the blood drip down the drain. He turned on the water and washed the best he could. He grabbed a towel and held it on his nose and applied pressure. He soon heard footsteps and saw Bree entered the bathroom

"Mr. Davenport, what happened," She asked, checking his nose

"Chase hit me," he said. Bree was stunned by the answer; no way would Chase hurt Davenport

"Why would Chase hit you?"

"I'll explain later, right now we need to find him. Do you know where he is?"

"I saw him head upstairs, he looked like he was in a rush to leave, he didn't even say hi to me"

"Go stop him, he can't leave this house" Davenport ordered

"Okay," Bree said. She exited the bathroom and super sped towards the elevator.

Once the elevator doors opened she heard yelling from the other room. She rushed out into the living room and found Douglas and Chase yelling at each other

"GET OUT OF MY WAY" Chase demanded

"You're not going anywhere. You're in big trouble" Douglas shouted back. Chase tried to force Douglas out of the way but Douglas was too strong. He pushed Chase back against the couch "NOW SIT DOWN" Douglas commanded

"I don't have to anything you say. I don't have to anything for anyone" Chase shot back. Adam and Leo rushed down the stairs, finally noticing the fight

"What's going on," Leo asked. Chase turned to the two, frustrated, knowing it's their fault

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT" Chase yelled "IF YOU TWO WOULD HAVE JUST LEFT ME ALONE, NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED"

"THAT'S ENOUGH CHASE" Douglas yelled "NOW SIT DOWN" Chase looked at Douglas then back to Adam and Leo. His hands were in fist form and his face was redder than a tomato or cherry. He rushed towards Leo and Adam. Douglas quickly grabbed Chase by the waist and threw him onto the couch.

"What's going on," Adam asked

"Adam, hold him down," Douglas asked. Adam stood where he was, still frozen by his brothers sudden burst of outrage "NOW ADAM" Douglas shouted, scaring him. Adam approached Douglas and found him pinning Chase. He grabbed Chase by the wrist and held him on the couch. Chase struggled but soon found it useless.

"Now, will you tell me what's going on," Adam asked

"Yeah Douglas, why are you and Chase fighting," Bree asked. Douglas dug into Chase's pants pocket and grabbed the pack of smokes

"Those are mine" Chase shouted

"What are those" Leo asked. Douglas showed them the pack of smokes and lighter.

"This is why your brother has been acting weird. He's a smoker and he's addicted" The teens looked at each other. All shocked by the sudden news and not knowing how to take it. Adam looked at Chase and found him staring at the ground. Avoiding eye contact with everyone

"Chase," Adam said "Why would you do this," he asked. Chase stayed silent, ignoring his family

"Don't bother Adam, he won't talk now"

"So, is this why you hit Mr. Davenport," Bree asked

"He hit Donnie" Douglas looked at Chase

"Chase," Adam said "Chase, answer me" Chase continued to look away "Chase, you better answer me before I toss you around the room" Chase looked at, Adam

"What do you want" Chase responded

"Why would you do this?" Adam asked. Chase put a smile on his face and chuckled lightly

"You really are the dumbness one here. You forced me to do this. With all your teasing and telling me I'm weak and pathetic. I needed something the numb the pain so I began to smoke"

"Chase," Adam said "I'm sorry"

"Oh, don't apologize, that's so cliché. Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen, will you forgive me" Chase mocked "Find someone else to cry over okay"

"Enough Chase," Douglas said

"Look at that Douglas, stopping a conversation again, because you're losing. Just like you. The moment I begin to win you guy's bail, so you can't face defeat"

"Chase, enough" Bree shouted

"Oh, Bree, your part of the reason why I started smoking, you keep telling me I'll never get a girlfriend and that I don't have any friends. Well guess what, I do have friends, friends who give me what I want and when I want it"

"Those aren't your friends, there just selling you the stuff for money," Leo said. Chase turned towards Leo and smiled at him

"Leo, I'm going to be completely honest with you. When I first met you, you annoyed the hell out of me. Out of all people who could show be the world and they gave me you. Your part of this too, because, you told me what smokers were"

"I told you as a warning, not as encouragement"

"We'll too late for that. I've started and I will not stop"

"Yes, you will. I'm throwing these away"

"Go ahead, I'll just get more. I have those friends" Chase looks at Bree "They'll give me what I want, as long as they get what they want. You can't stop me no matter what you do"

"Well see about that" Douglas dug into Chase's other pocket and grabbed his wallet and phone.

"Don't touch those" Chase shouted. Douglas opened Chase's wallet and grabbed all the money out.

"You can't get what you want without cash"

"Put that back" Chase demanded. Douglas turned on Chase's phone and found a lock pin "You'll never get my password" Chase smirked

"I was able to create three bionic superhumans, able to change the world. I'm sure I can pass a measly little pin lock" Douglas said making his way towards the kitchen counter.

Davenport exited from the elevator, with bandages covering his nose

"Big D," Leo said 'you okay"

'Yeah, guys, I'm fine. Just a broken nose, no big deal"

"He hit you hard for a little guy," Douglas said

"Those are the comments that give me the urge to smoke. Just keep it coming, you're just making the situation worse" Chase said

"Shut up, Chase," Adam said

"Oh, Adam, look at you. Finally being the big brother you're supposed to be. Well, it's too late for that, 18 years too late" Adam began to squeeze Chase's wrist, ready to break them "Go ahead Adam, hurt me, prove my point that I get treated like nothing. I dare you" Adam squeezed harder, on the verge of snapping

"Adam, calm down" Adam looked up at Douglas "He's just making you mad; he's not well right now"

"Good idea Douglas, tell him I'm sick. I'm sure he won't comprehend the whole being addicted to smokes thing" Adam lifted Chase up into the air and slammed him back on the couch "Oh wow, so scary" Chase said

"Enough, Chase" Davenport shouted. Chase and Adam stared at each other, silence filling the room

"I'm not scared of you anymore Adam. You brought me to this and now you'll feel the consequences. So watch your back, big bro" Chase said. Adam quickly took his right hand and punched Chase in the face, knocking him out. Chase laid there like a corpse, no movement. Adam got to his feet and rubbed his hand. Douglas and Davenport checked Chase and saw the redness of his wrist. They soon noticed a second bruise forming on Chase's forehead.

"Let's get him upstairs" Douglas suggested. Davenport and Douglas picked up Chase and took him upstairs. Bree and Leo made there towards Adam, worried about him

"You okay," Bree asked. She checked his knuckle and found it bruised a little

"He needed to shut up. I didn't want to hit him but I know I needed to"

"I can't believe Chase actually said all those things and punched Davenport"

"Trust me Leo that is not Chase. The addiction is getting to him and it's only going to get worse" Bree said

There you guys have it, another chapter down. I hope you guys enjoyed it and see what happens next chapter. Review!?

Also a warning to some people DON'T SMOKE. It's bad for you and it will make your life horrible. So DON'T DO IT PLEASE. My story isn't meant to encourage you so please DON'T SMOKE.