Sorry if this chapter is a bit rushed, I'll be leaving for vacation soon and won't be able to update for a while. May replace to this chapter once I get back.

Peridot:

I wake up early in the morning to the sounds of quick footsteps, followed by a horrid retching noise. Looks like someone had a hangover. And based off her state last night, I'd like to bet it was Lapis. I curled up in a tighter ball under the sink, hoping she wouldn't notice me.

After the person stopped throwing up, I heard her call, "Peridot? Why the actual-" The person was cut off again as they attempted to cuss while simultaneously throwing up whatever was left in their stomach into the toilet. "-are you under the sink?" There was no doubt that it was Lapis now.

"I'm… uh… Bonding with the plumbing?" I say, standing up.

"Seriously? Are you hungover too? I don't remember you drinking last night." A pause. "I don't remember much at all. What happened?" she asks.

I use the sink in an attempt to avoid her eyes. She would know if I lied to her face. "Oh, nothing much."

"I know I got drunk. That much is pretty obvious. And based on how much vomit is now in the third toilet stall – which is a lot, by the way, - I'm guessing I was too intoxicated to get home on my own. Tell me what happened." she demands.

"Uh…" I start. How could I tell her? Did she really not remember?

I hear her footsteps grow closer, and I flinch.

"You're acting really awkward…" Lapis murmurs, trailing off at the end.

I turn to my left, and she's less than a foot away. I jump back.

"Peridot," she says, looking into my eyes. "What did I do last night?"

oO0Oo

Lapis:

"Peridot? What did I do last night?" I asked. I was terrified to know the answer.

"Well, uh, you see," she starts. "You went to the party, had a great time, too much to drink, and then you went home and everything is normal. Yes."

"Peridot, what the actual hell went down last night? You wouldn't be acting this way if just that happened. There had to be more," I demand.

"I really don't want to say," she murmurs.

"Please," I plead.

She scrunches up her face, then yells, "You don't want to know!"

I stare coldly at her, and she gulps. "I'll remember it eventually, Peridot. It's only a matter of time. Better that I hear it from you than to hear it from others."

"The others don't know what really happened…" Peridot mutters scornfully.

"Then tell me!" I exclaim, losing my cool.

She silently shakes her head and walks out of the room, leaving me shameful and enraged at the same time.

"You can't just leave!" I shout. No reply is given.

oO0Oo

In the past, skateboarding has always cleared my head, and today is no exception. I head to my favorite spot, by the abandoned tennis courts, and begin to skate the stairs.

I jump onto the rail, grind down, and land smoothly on the pavement below.

What could've happened that would cause Peridot to yell at me? I wonder.

The only time I've ever seen her mad was when Jasper hurt me on the first day of school. But then, Jasper had clearly been in the wrong.

Had I done something wrong?

I realize this just as my board lands on the handrail for the next staircase.

I remember only bits and pieces. Trying to get Amethyst to stop flirting with Peridot. Passing out. A drunken whisper, a promise really, to Peridot, declaring my love for her. Burying my head in her shoulders as she carried me two miles home. Kissing her on her cheek, the shocked look on her face, her running away.

I blink back to reality too late. I'm falling, and there's no one around to catch me. My skateboard slips out from under my feet, and I fall backwards. My spine hits the rail with a crack, and I bounce off onto the ground face first. My hands and head get the worst of it, but that pain is nothing compared to what I feel on the inside.

I kissed Peridot! I internally scream.

No wonder she was acting so awkward. I lay on the ground for a few minutes, thinking things over. After that, I slowly sit up, assessing the damage. My hands and knees are bruised and scraped, I had a bruise on my forehead, just above my left eye; and my nose has a scratch going across the bridge.

I hope that one doesn't scar, I think. I already have one mark, and I don't need another.

On my back, I have a long, thick scar running from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. I got it long ago, in the end of seventh grade. I didn't want another scar from something as silly as a three foot fall.

I slowly stood up, using the same rail I'd fallen off of to regain my balance. I began to limp back to the dorm room. Peridot and I had some things to discuss.

But there was one other thing I remembered, too. Peridot had said that she loved me.

oO0Oo

After a ten minute walk that only should've taken two, I finally open up the door to the commons. Peridot is sitting in a beanbag chair, typing on her laptop. When she hears the door open, she turns away.

"I remember last night," I declare.

She turns around slowly, but when she sees me, her eyes widen in shock. "What happened to you?" she gasps.

"I fell. Not important. But I-" I start.

"Of course it's important! You're bleeding! Here, I have some bandages in our room, follow me," she says, standing up at once and rushing to our room.

I stand still, puzzled. How could she still care about me after last night?

I slowly walk into our room, where she has a first-aid kit laid out on the bed. "Sit down," she commands, rummaging through the kit.

I do as I'm told, more out of confusion than obedience. She takes my left wrist in her hand, and begins to wrap an ace bandage around it. I flinch and wince, but she takes no notice, and begins to treat the other marks. But when she gets to the scratch on my nose, she looks into my eyes, searching for something. Remorse, maybe? My anger from earlier has evaporated.

"Why are you doing this?" I mumble.

"Because you're hurt," she explains.

"You don't have to. No one would blame you, not after last night," I mutter.

She falls silent for a moment, then says, "You were drunk, it wasn't completely your fault."

"I chose to get drunk. And then I… I played with your feelings. I didn't ask. I'm sorry," I apologize, looking down.

"It's alright. You weren't the only one who played with my feelings. Amethyst used me to make Pearl jealous," Peridot growls.

I sigh in relief. Peridot didn't like Amethyst, and Amethyst had only been pretending to like her. I pause. "Did you mean what you said?" I asked quietly.

She blushes, and raises an eyebrow. "Did you?"

I blush. "I asked you first."

"You said it first," she argues.

I sigh. "Yeah, I meant it. I… I do love you. I'm just not sure if it's platonic or not."

She grows silent. And then, "Can we just let everything to back to normal?" she asks.

"Woah, wait. Did you mean it when you said you loved me?" I question.

She turns away. "You should sleep. You need rest."

"Peridot," I plead.

"What do you want from me?" she says, raising her voice. "I don't know how I feel, okay?"

"It's okay to be confused," I murmur.

"I need some time to think," she says softly. "Just… give me some space to think."

"Okay, Peridot," I whisper, lowering my head.. "I'll leave you alone from now on."