Fix You part 7

Authors note: So, as I am writing this like right now, I have no idea what's gonna happen in this chapter. Like… NONE. I guess I'll figure it out eventually, if it doesn't get all screwed up first.

Anyway, hope you like it!

Chapter 7

Kono trashed her door open with ferocity, her hands clenching into fists, and she had to contain herself from throwing something against the wall until it shattered into a million pieces. The door closed with a resonating thump and she moved angrily to her kitchen, pulling the fridge door open and taking out a beer, swallowing it whole not five seconds after taking it out.

She was angry. Pissed. Furious. Enraged.

She was freaking mad.

Her best friend had just been murdered today. No, not Carla, Carla was still well alive, thank God.

Another one of her childhood best friends. Amanda. They had gone all the way to high school together, and then they had gone their different ways. They had been tearing apart. But it didn't matter, for Kono, best friends stayed forever. She would still have given her life for her, and she had no doubt whatsoever Amanda would have done the same.

And now she was dead. Dead. As in, six feet below the ground dead.

And the murderer had gotten away. Kono felt another wave of rage pass through her as she remembered the smug bastard's face as they told him he was free to go. Because they had no proof to hold him.

She clenched her jaw and her whole body went tense as the image of Amanda appeared in the front of her eyes again, the freaking bullet lodged in her brain from her right temporal lobe. And the guy's disgusting smile as they tried to get him to confess to her murder. That disgusting, show off smile as if it was the proudest moment of his whole life.

They knew he had done it. Call it a cop's instinct or whatever, but they knew, from his face, from his body language, from his connection to Amanda… he had done it. She had mentioned there was some really creepy guy from work that had been following her home but she had never reported it. Kono only found this out from a couple of her friends at work, and she was now completely beating herself up, because maybe, just maybe, if she had found this out sooner, Amanda might have still been alive and not lying six feet below the ground.

She threw the bottle in the garbage, wanting to hit something, but knowing she had to keep it together. There were few times in the past where she had felt this angry.

She fought against the urge to grab another beer from the fridge, just drown herself in liquor and deal with the consequences tomorrow.

She wanted Jake to be there. She knew he had just been away because of work, but it didn't mean she had to like it. She needed him to be there, to hold her, to support her. This WAS what a fiancé should so right? She shook her head. No, she couldn't be this selfish. She couldn't make him do something that could jeopardize his career just because of her.

She got to the couch in large strides and fell heavily on it. For the first time that day, when anger and protectiveness where no longer controlling her, she felt the tears start to well up in her eyes. How could someone have done this to her best friend? She was the nicest person in the world, and now she was just gone. Just like that. Like some fucking karma she was far from being able to understand.

The tears started slipping, one by one, down her cheeks, and she could only bring her hands up and hide her face as she erupted in sobs and just completely cried her eyes out.

This wasn't a side of her she brought up very often. It wasn't a side she liked to see nor was it a side she liked to remember. But she had to remind herself, sometimes, this side needed to be brought up, even if it was just for a few minutes, before she cleaned herself up and returned back to her old self.

And so she did. She cried and cried and cried for over ten minutes before the tears started to slow down, the sobs weren't so persistent any more, and she could actually take a deep breath without wavering.

She let herself feel sorry and sad and angry for her friend's death for a few more minutes before she got up from the couch and headed towards her bathroom.

She let the water from the sink cool her off, splashing it all over her face so the red from the tears would disappear bit by bit.

She looked at herself in the mirror before walking off the bathroom and heading towards her bedroom. She knew she would be better tomorrow, so for now, she would just sleep it off.

She was a few feet away from her bedroom door when the bell rung.

Grunting heavily, she turned around and walked angrily towards the door, ready to open it and slam it again on the person-that-decided-midnight-would-be-a-good-time-to-visit's face.

She opened the door quickly before stopping dead in her tracks.

"Steve?" she asked, confused, whilst looking at him through exhausted eyes.

He lifted his head up and smiled at her. He dangled a package from his left hand in front of him. It was a brown paper bag, and you could see the top of a bottle appearing just above it.

Liquor.

Kono looked over at it skeptically. She knew that Steve was there because he cared, not because of anything between them two, and she knew that she could really use a drink right now. Like, a really strong drink. One of those drinks that can make you forget all about it in the morning. But she also knew that she was getting herself into a dangerous situation here. She lifted her eyes up to meet his.

"What are you doing here?"

He looked right back at her. "Thought you might need some company."

She looked at him as if she was searching for the truth in his eyes.

"Kono, I promise, I'm just trying to be a friend here." Steve said with all the honesty possible. Because, you know, if he had known how the night was gonna end up, he probably would have never gone there. But that's just a small detail.

…

"And then…" Kono tried to explain in the middle of a fit of laughter. "And then the guy… oh my God he actually tried to kick me from behind in my legs…" Kono got out as she laughed even harder, Steve joining her not long after. "… when he couldn't even move his own!"

They exploded in laughter, arms around their stomachs that ached from the previous hours of hilarious laugh, and their eyes were already beginning to water.

Needless to say, they were way past drunk at this point. This was pretty much where either you could hold your liquor very well, or you would past out from your next drink. There were two empty bottles resting at each of their sides, the glasses knocked down not far from them, and they were beyond caring about it.

"Ok, ok, I got a good one…" Steve started, waving his hands in the air. "So, once I was like arresting this guy, right, and then I was pushing him in the car and out of nowhere, the guy tries to kick me in the gut…" Kono started laughing loudly again. "… and he ends up falling down on his ass!"

Kono crouched down on the couch, her arms surrounding her waist, her ribs now aching too, and she closed her eyes shut trying not to be too loud while she laughed for all that is sacred.

Yeah. She didn't do a very good job on the quiet part. But neither did Steve by the way.

"Ok, you know what we need?" Kono said as she got up, wobbling a little. "We need beers!"

"Yes!" Steve exclaimed, to no one in particular. "Bring me two please!"

Kono raised a finger. "No, no ,no. You are drunk enough as it is!" she remarked. "Now me, I'm still not drunk enough!"

"What are you talking about? You're even drunker than me!" Steve protested.

"Details, details…" Kono mumbled as she headed towards the kitchen, grabbing two beers from her fridge and then coming back into the living room, handing one to Steve.

…..

"Okay, so… first kiss." Steve said.

"Joshua Brian, 3º grade." Kono replied.

"Why am I not surprised?" Steve laughed ironically, taking another gulp from his beer.

"Well look who's talking! You must have had your first kiss in, what, 1º grade?" Kono asked, only half kidding.

"No." Steve stated decisively.

Kono eyed him for a minute. "Second grade?"

A smirk appeared on Steve's face. "Yup."

"Ah! I knew it!"

"Hey, I'm offended!" Steve exclaimed, bringing a hand up to his chest in mock hurt.

"Why? Because you're hot? Oh yeah, I'd be offended too." Kono scoffed.

Steve glanced at her. "Shut up." He muttered, making Kono giggle.

God he loved that giggle.

"Ok…" Steve started. "So we've been through first boyfriend, first kiss, first fight… Uh, first heartbreak!" Steve said, chancing a challenging look at her.

Kono looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Uh, I actually only had one."

"Oh good, spill." Steve said, sitting up straight in the couch.

"Ok, but I'm only gonna tell you this because we're both so hammered right now that we won't remember a thing tomorrow."

"Fine by me." Steve said, throwing his hands up. "Spill."

Kono chuckled, taking another gulp from her beer. "Okay. So, there was this guy…"

"Are you sure it was a guy?" Steve asked, earning himself a glare from Kono. "Okay, okay, just checking!"

"As I was saying…" Kono continued. "… there was this guy, that I actually really liked, but because of some…" she chanced a look at Steve. "…stuff… we could never try anything. Anyway, one day, he came over to my place, and we like, talked, and made jokes and all that, and then one thing led to another and next thing I knew, we were… uh, you know, kissing."

"Ok…" Steve said. "That's good right?"

"Uh, no, not really…" Kono said, staring at ceiling. "Because then, kissing turned into grinding, and then groping, and then-"

"Okay, okay!" Steve said, putting up a hand in an effort to stop her. "I really don't need all the details."

Kono giggled stupidly. "Okay. So, we woke up together the next morning, but as I said, it just… wouldn't work out between us. So we decided that we would just… forget about it."

And just like that, like someone had snapped his fingers in front of him, the alcohol induced fog was gone from Steve's mind. Suddenly, he was very much aware of what was happening.

"Well, I was just kind of… really sad, you know?" she asked, turning to look at him.

He gazed into her eyes for a few seconds. "Yeah, I know." He whispered.

He looked down at his hands. "You must have really liked him."

"I did." Kono said, nodding. "But it's in the past now. And it doesn't matter that much anymore, I'm sure he's already forgotten about me anyway."

Steve's head snapped back up. "That would be pretty much impossible."

Kono turned her head towards him. "How do you know?"

"Because any guy would be stupid to let you go." He answered without hesitation. But those last few words, he just thought them. I guess just as stupid as me.

Kono smiled softly at him. And in that moment, when their eyes met, their gazes focused on each other, they both knew who she had been talking about. But they never said a thing. It remained on the long, loooong list of things left to say.

Kono closed her eyes with a small smile and leaned her head against the back of the couch. "Hmmm… I'm pretty tired…"

"Yeah, me too." Steve said, also making himself comfortable.

Five seconds after he had finished his sentence, she was already in a profound sleep.

Authors note: Hey! So? What did you think? Did you guess who Kono was talking about? Did you really?…

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