How much of it's genetics?
The amount of pills I'm taking, counteracts the booze I'm drinking
No, I don't think that I can be fixed
And you can cry all you want to, I don't care how much
Tell me why, oh why are my genetics such a b***h?
And you can't keep my brother,and you won't ******** my friends!

[Complicated things. xD]
Jaylin glared at Dallas, shaking her head. No. She wasn't giving him up. "What's stopping me?" She shot a look at Jason, who held up his phone. Why hadn't she called? So much drama had distracted her from the point. She shook her head quickly and let out a sigh, backing up and moving closer to her companion. He wasn't a boyfriend, or a lover, just someone she would rely on until she got things worked out again. She hardly knew him, aside from him looking sort of like Darren and being a nurse at the local hospital. Nothing more, nothing less. Maybe it was better that way. Dallas was trying to steer an angry, shaky Darren back into the house, and Jay flinched when he pulled away and stormed towards his sister.
"You think you know everything. Taking Blaise. All high and mighty. And dying. You'll be dead, and nobody will know."
"Not unless I tell them." She hissed back shortly, and Darren recoiled like he had been slapped. No. This wasn't happening. It was just a nightmare. A horrible, horrible dream, where things just didn't make any sense. Jay had that look of recognition, like she remembered something huge. Her eyes were big, and her whole body shook. She made a quick movement, handing Blaise off to Dallas. This shocked both Jason and Darren. Jason looked at Jay like she was mad, Darren looked panicked.
"I remember everything you sick son of a b***h! Drugging me up like you're Leo didn't do anything but make me sick! You ********! You don't lace poison into your little sister's food! You don't lie to her, you don't take her to an abortion clinic under someone else's name!" She leapt at him, banging small fists against his chest, causing Darren to react and grab her shoulders, shaking her like a rag doll. "Shut up! You're insane! Shut up!" Both of them were enraged, one in a panic and the other releasing a torrent of pain that had been pent up for years.
"I remember!" Her voice was broken up as he shook her, and she felt stronger hands grab her and yank her back, away from Darren. Jason, in a movement of fury, shoving Jay aside and pushing Darren against the side of the house. "Let him go, Jason! He needs to hear me!"
"He's my brother, too." Jason responded coldly, and Jay squinted. She shoved the comment off, and went back to her angry rampage.
"But of all the horrible, horrible things you've done..." She hissed sharply. "Of the times you lied to me, of the times you pretended to be dumb and blind to my pain..." Jay felt her legs starting to buckle under her as she spoke. Could she really say it?
"When did it become okay to molest your fourteen year old sister?!" She shrieked. The world ceased to spin, and Darren seemed to melt right into the ground. It was like she broken time and space and destroyed the foundation on which they stood.
All in my head again the nightmares I might hear
This is how we like to do it in the murder scene
All my tears pull me through hell again
We are young and we don't care.
I wake in the night and I pray that I've been dreaming there's nowhere to hide from this nightmare calling to me
We never wanted it to be this way.