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A/N:So none of you like Kevin, like I doubted it, but let's see who's right... Thanks for all of the reviews, I hope you enjoy what's to come!
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When Penelope woke up, she groaned at how badly her head was pounding away. Even laying down she could feel the room spinning around her. Some hangover, she thought warily to herself. Even the voice in her head was being quiet.
She felt a hand run down her naked side and her eyes opened wide and she was struck with an unfamiliar room. Looking around at the space in front of her she realised how bland and stark it was and immediately she realised it was a hotel room. Then she felt the hand travel down over her stomach and she felt how small it was in comparison to what she was used to.
Feeling the tears beginning to prick, Penelope knew she had done something terribly wrong. She knew she had to leave and quick, she couldn't remain in that bed any longer.
Getting free of his grasp, Penelope stood and looked down at the man and her stomach flipped and her headache intensified. She was repulsed by this man, she wasn't even a little sexually excited when she looked at him, but somehow she had ended up in bed with him.
She began to scratch at herself, feeling dirty and she knew she just had to flee.
Grabbing her clothes she quickly threw them on, and looked at Kevin's still sleeping form and realised that Derek had been right all along. Kevin was no friend, he was a foe. He hadn't come back to make amends, he was back to get what was once his.
Leaving the room, Penelope tried to work out what had happened the night before and she realised her entire memory was nonexistent. She had no idea what had happened after Kevin had taken her to the dance floor for that one dance. Panic stricken she continued to flee and headed home, all the while her mind was trying to work out ways in which she could beg for redemption.
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Running back into her house, she went straight for the kitchen. She needed a drink; she needed to think of ways to explain to Derek what had happened. She needed to somehow wake up from this horrible nightmare.
"Where have you been hiding then, Baby Girl?" Derek asked her as he came into the kitchen; he ran his hands over her day old clothing and kissed into her neck how he always did whenever she did the washing up.
Hearing his voice, feeling his hands, Penelope began to feel the tears slip down her cheeks and she felt her stomach recoil. Running into the bathroom, Penelope threw up what little she had in her stomach. She convulsed a couple of times and felt Derek come to her rescue as he sat by her and soothed her, rubbing a hand to her back.
"Pen," He started, his tone slick with worry, "What's happened?"
"You're going to hate me," Penelope said mid sob and she felt herself convulse as bile built up in her throat. She felt more than a little sick at what had transcended.
"C'mon," He said attentively as he brought her to her feet and he took her out of the downstairs bathroom. He was prepared to get her a drink, soothe her and then cure her hangover.
The phone rang as he went to sit her down, but he was more interested in hearing how Penelope was going to explain herself. He was more concerned with making sure she was okay.
That was until the answer phone took over and the messaged followed quickly.
"Morgan," Kevin's voice rang out over the voicemail, "I'm really sorry to have to break this to you, but Penelope slept with me last night. She left her engagement ring here too, I just thought that maybe you would want that back. I can bring it by, or I can leave it on your desk at work. I'm sorry, Morgan, really I am. I told her I didn't want it to happen, but she was persistent."
Penelope looked down at her hand, her finger now naked staring up at her. She felt her stomach flip and she noticed her hands were violently shaking.
"Yo-you slept with him?" Derek asked her, his anger already shooting through the roof uncontrollably. "After everything he did to you, after everything you told me and you slept with him?"
"I-I-" Penelope stuttered over her words, "I don't know." She finally answered, "I don't remember anything from last night."
Penelope saw Derek's expression change towards her. He no longer gave her a look of complete love and adoration. Now all she saw was pure hatred and red hot anger burning away in his eyes, in his expression.
Even as that look burnt into her, scolded itself into her memory, she needed help. She was at a loose end, and she was feeling lost at having a massive gapping black hole in her memory. It scared her that she had no recollection and she had no idea what Kevin had done with her after taking her for a first dance.
"I did wake up in his bed this morning," Penelope admitted to him, "He was naked too, an-and I just don't remember ending up there entirely." She looked him in the eyes, "I remember going to bed and someone was there, and I remember saying your name and yo-you replied," Penelope sobbed, "I heard it, it was you. It had to be you," she cried at him. "I don't know what happened."
Disregarding her Derek let his hurt flow out, "I give you one night to go out and this is what happens? I know we argued, but Christ I apologised and you go and do this?" Derek asked her heatedly, "I hope it was worth it." He finished and grabbed bin bags from under the kitchen sink. He knew Penelope knew his thoughts on sleeping around behind someone they supposedly love's back and she had just done exactly what he had hated. "I said you were spending too much time with him. I told you it made me uncomfortable, but you persisted to go out with him. Now you sleep with him."
"I didn't do it," Penelope defended because to her she had no recollection of sleeping with Kevin. "I didn't." She followed him up the stairs and watched as he haphazardly threw her clothes and things into the bags. She knew full well how he viewed cheating and he wasn't one to stick by someone who had cheated. There was enough proof and hurt around to make him react like this. In a way, Penelope had acknowledged that this would happen, but she had painted over that thought and hoped that that was the last thing to happen.
"So where's your ring, Pen?" He asked and grabbed her hand, "Why the fuck does Kevin have that? Why the fuck did you admit to waking up in his bed?"
"I don't know," Penelope sobbed at him, "I didn't mean to sleep with him. I don't remember anything from last night, Handsome, please believe me."
Derek listened to her use a nickname, and he knew that after this it was the last time he would hear it. His heart had caused his entire body to ache, and he knew from just looking at Penelope that the fact that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and the fact that she had turned up this morning looking worse for wear meant that the voicemail that Kevin had left was true. That and the fact that Penelope couldn't lie to save her life meant that everything was ringing truthful.
The one thing that kept him between a rock and a hard place was the way Penelope begged him to believe her.
However, Derek's pride and absolute hurt meant that he was ready to push her away. Regardless of everything he was going to lose as a result.
Picking up her bags, he headed back down the stairs; all the while Penelope followed him. Her voice begging and her breath kidnapped with sobs.
"I don't want you to grovel your way back, Penelope," Derek spat at her as he chucked a bag of her stuff out of the door. "You told me you loved me, and now I find out you woke up in another man's bed – naked!"
"I didn't mean for it to happen," Penelope said as she grabbed hold of his hands, "Derek, please," she disregarded his earlier sentence about not grovelling, "Believe me when I say I didn't mean for this to happen. I just wanted a night out with a friend. I don't love him, I love you."
"You've got me fooled," He scalded and shook her hands off and grabbed her wrist, "I can't believe we would ever get to this point, Penelope. I never thought we would. I can't be with you after this. I-I can't even bare to look at you right now." He pulled her outside, "I never thought you'd hurt me like this, Penelope, but you have and I can't get over that."
"Please, just try, Derek," Penelope said, her tone so full of her pleas. "Please."
"Just get out of my face," He said as he left her on the porch and went into the house throw the rest of her stuff out, including the keys to Esther.
Penelope watched as the door was slammed and she felt herself fall to her knees on their porch. She let her head dip as she sobbed out her heartbreak. She knelt there trying to get the answers to what the hell had happened that night before.
All she got was a worsened headache and a larger pain in her chest as her heart completely shattered.
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