I sat on my bed, chugging the sweet nectar that eased my stress. Being in this room alone with the alcohol soothed me deeply. It cleared my mind and rocked me to sleep. It was wonderful, how can people say drinking is bad? It's not bad at all!

My thoughts were disturbed by a knocking on the door. I grasped onto the half empty bottle, carefully not to drop it. I glared at the door.

 "Lindsay? Babe you in there? I wanna talk to you honey," Zac's gentle voice spoke..

"Go away!" I shrieked angrily.

"Lindsay? What's wrong? Lemme talk to you," Zac pleaded.

I sat down my vodka, stood up, and stormed to the door. I opened it, and screamed in his face, "I SAID GO AWAY SO LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE YOU SH**THEAD!!"I slammed the door in his face and returned to my drink.

I stared at the door in shock. What the hell just happened? I slowly got to my feet from where I'd been knocked down and dusted myself off.

I couldn't believe this. Lindsay had completely changed. I didn't know how either. I mean, she used to be a sweet, gentle angel! And now she's satin herself! I guess she was just in a bad mood. I decided I'd talk to her later. I walked downstairs and decided to get something to eat, still wondering just how Lindsay got in that bad mood.

Well, talking to her later wasn't much of a good idea. Lindsay just did the same thing all over again, only this time it was worse. My God, I have never seen anyone act so vicious in my life! It was like she was a mad beast for God's sake! And she just wasn't that way to zac, she was that way to all of us. Tasha wondered if Lindsay was drinking and Zac yelled at her for that. He claimed Lindsay would NEVER do that. Hmmm, but know I don't think any of us were too sure on that. Lindsay had kept this up for three days straight, so Zac decided to take some action. And I'm glad he did. We're all glad he did. Even Lindsay is glad.