Rachal POV :||

A few weeks after I attempted suicide, I stopped cutting. I don't know if Lana stopped smoking. I was sitting on the front porch of the house, just minding my own business. I felt strong arms around me, and I looked up to see George.

"Hi, Rachel." George says, blushing. I giggle, and stand up to hug him. "Hi George." I say, looking into his beautiful eyes. George slipped his hands to my waist, and grazed his lips to mine. Is this for real? Would Lana be glad I found someone who makes me happy?

Me and Lana have become sisters, pretty much. She's real protective of me as well. But I kissed George back. We stumbled into the house, and fell on the couch. He was kissing my neck, slowly slipping off his shirt.

I put my hands on his chest, and he is running his hands up and down inside my shirt. I guess it's safe to say, I'm falling in love with George. I wrap my legs around George's waist as he slips my shirt off.

"My god, Rachel, you're so beautiful." George shouts. The front door opens, and I hear Lana laughing her head off. Its only matter of seconds before she sees me and George making out.

"Rachel? George?" John and Lana say in unison.

Written By Chandler.