Chapter 9:
Finding the answers
David and Donna sat on the couch together waiting for Dylan to return from his shower. David had not been instructed to wait, but he figured Donna could use the help if Dylan was not feeling well. It had been awhile, and concern was starting to grow. The shower was still running, they had heard no thud, but still Dylan usually did not take so long in the shower. He's probably just moving slower in there because he's sick. David had to keep reminding himself of that, he didn't want to seem overly paranoid by jumping up and rushing to the shower, the fact was Donna wasn't showing any sign of concern.
"Do you think Kelly will find herself back with Matt?" Donna looked up from the TV, and over to David.
"Not really, why would she? She's having a baby with Dylan." David looked towards the bathroom door, and then towards Donna.
"I suppose I'm just worried, because you know how Kelly gets. She's worried Dylan is going to let her down."
"How? By dying? That bastard!" David stated sarcastically.
"No, you know what I mean. If he runs away from responsibility with the baby…when he does get better." Donna spoke Kelly's fears out loud. Though Kelly never told Donna this out loud, she could see it on Kelly's face.
"What more does Dylan have to do to prove himself? He's stated that he wants to be in the baby's life, he's once again tried to get back together, and it's worked for a change. Put on the fact that he's making all these commitments while he's dying, let's just face it Kelly isn't afraid that Dylan is going to let her down, Kelly is just afraid she's going to lose him to this disease. If she runs back to Matt over that, well what does that say about her?" David started getting frustrated.
"I'm not saying she's going to get back together with Matt, I'm just saying…what if."
"You shouldn't what if so much Donna, they love each other. Kelly isn't the type of person to take the easy way out."
"I understand that, and I'm not saying that if she got back together with Matt it would be because she is taking the easy way out. What if she honestly believes it's better off for her to be with him?"
"This is her life Donna; she has to pick what is best for her. She can't do what we think is best for her, and maybe you're being a little biased towards Dylan because he's sick. They are both our friends, we want what is best for them. I know you're only saying these things, because you're worried, and it's in your nature for you to want to help everyone. When it comes to this we just can only be there for both of them, but we can't make their choices for them even if the right answer is so clear we can't understand why they don't see it for themselves." David declared gently as he rubbed Donna's shoulders a bit. His eyes lingered back towards the bathroom. What was taking him so long?
Kelly arrived outside Matt's office door. She stopped in front of it remembering the last time she had been here. She had dropped the news on him that she was pregnant, and it hadn't turned out in the best way possible. Walking through the door was going to be harder than she had anticipated, and the conversation she was about to endure was going to be even worse. She had gotten herself into a mess that she couldn't work her way out of, but she knew that she had to face it, and then it would be over with. Her life would move on the way it was suppose to, as would Matt's. Kelly turned the knob, and entered into his very professional set up.
Gina sat there, and she stood up looking at Kelly with hate, "How dare you walk back in here!"
"I heard that Matt wanted to talk to me from Donna and David," Kelly managed to keep the cold tone out of her voice.
Gina looked over at Matt who sat in his desk already feeling uncomfortable, "Why would you want to talk to her after what she did?"
"Gina, this is between Kelly and I. Can we please have some privacy?" Matt asked calmly hoping to stop a war from breaking out.
"Fine," Gina started towards the door, and the turned back towards Kelly, "I hope you fall down a flight of stairs," Gina swung the door open, and left angrily.
"Well, I take it her and I aren't going to be buddy buddy any time soon," Kelly sighed a little knowing that Gina's anger was justifiable, but it wasn't going to bother her. As far as Kelly was concerned Gina had done a lot of terrible things, and where as it didn't excuse what Kelly did, she was more worried about Matt than she ever would be about Gina.
"It's not exactly a situation most people are happy about," Matt stood up and straightened his tie a little bit, "Kelly we need to talk about what's going on between us."
"Alright, I'm listening."
"Kelly, I understand why you would sleep with Dylan. I understand that you should be forgiven under the circumstances. I was married; you and I were hardly together at that point. Hell, we weren't together at all. I can't stand here, and say that you cheated on me. I was confused, I wanted you both, and as much as it hurts that you did go and sleep with Dylan knowing that these feelings were going on…how can I hold you accountable for that? It's not fair for me to stand here, and say that you should have been faithful to me when I was married to another woman, and you and I weren't together. I probably wouldn't have even been all that mad if it weren't for the fact that it was Dylan that you had slept with. Your ex boyfriend, the one you use to love. Now there's a baby involved. It makes it more complicated, and I get that. But, we are stronger than this. You and I can make it through this, yes you're pregnant, it's going to be hard, but I want to work through it with you," Matt looked to Kelly desperately.
"Matt, I think you're sweet. I think you are probably one of the most understanding guys I will ever meet, but we can't work. If I weren't pregnant, yes I probably would have wanted to work this out with you. In a year, or less, maybe even more we'd learn that it couldn't work out between us. I can't help, but be in love with someone else. You don't pick and choose who you fall in love with…it just happens. I want you to know that I do love you, I do, but it's not the same. It's not the way that I love Dylan."
"How can you love someone like that? He's a man with no direction in life; he would rather do drugs than take responsibility! Kelly, don't you see, he's not good. How can he father a baby when he can hardly take care of himself?" Matt shot these words out of his mouth not thinking over what he was saying. It didn't matter to him, Dylan didn't matter to him, nothing mattered to him right now. He just wanted Kelly, he was in love with her, and it was building up inside of him. He refused to see the bigger picture, and the clear message that was right in front of him.
"That's not true," Kelly grew defensive towards very fast, "Dylan may have made some mistakes in his life, but that doesn't mean he's not a good person. It doesn't mean he's not someone you can't count on. I did cocaine back when I was in college; I got hooked on the stuff really bad…does that mean I would rather do drugs than take responsibility?"
"No, because where as that happened to you, you have proven that you have straightened out."
"Hasn't Dylan done the same thing? I don't see him snuffing drugs right now. Matt, Dylan may be confused with what he wants to do with his life right now, but he's still young, and he still has time to figure it out. I've made countless excuses as to why I shouldn't be with him right now, and to be honest they are the things you've said to me right now. I have to say; hearing them repeated back to me makes me realize that these reasons don't make any sense. I'm scared to get hurt again; I'm scared that he and I are going to fall apart again. My insecurities get the best of me, and Dylan honestly has been one of the people who has helped me get that under control. He's part of the reason why I'm where I am today. I can remember being on a playground with him in high school, and that night he taught me that I was more than just a sex symbol, that I was a person deserving of happiness. He's helped me more than any guy I know, any person I know…and my place is with him. Not because I feel like I owe him, or that I have to be with him for the very reason that he helped me, but it's because I love him and I've helped him. Dylan loves me, and he's helped me. What we have is true." Kelly wanted to fly out of the office, and run towards Dylan. The night they slept together they had connected, and now she finally realized why. They really were meant to be, and nothing could get in the way of that.
"Why don't you just give it some thought? Really search yourself, and whatever answer you give me, I'll be okay with that," Matt asked of Kelly hoping she would really think it through.
"I have thought about this, I've done nothing but think of this. I'm sorry I hurt you Matt, I truly am. I can't turn my back on what I know to be right, I can't turn my back on the love of my life. I'm sorry." Kelly kissed his cheek as a farewell, and walked out of the door without looking back.
"So, how long do you think Dylan's going to be in the shower for?" David finally questioned Donna on the matter.
"I don't know, why?" Donna asked, this time it was her turn not to be all that interested.
"Well, he's been in there for a long time, maybe we should check on him."
"Yeah, maybe we should pull the shower curtain back, and take pictures of him nude and sell them on EBay while we're at it." Donna joked, but it sparked her to start wondering what Dylan did look like naked.
"Wipe that look off your face; you're enjoying that thought a little too much. Go do that to your boyfriend." David laughed.
"Look if Dylan was hurt we would have heard a thud." Donna stated logically.
"I still think we should check." David got up and walked towards the bathroom
Donna got up and quickly followed behind David, the way he was acting started to make her nervous.
David knocked on the door, "Yo Dylan is everything okay in there?"
Kelly entered in the house in hurry, not being able to wait to see Dylan. She stopped when she saw David and Donna standing outside the bathroom, "There is no way he's still in there."
"Ah yeah, I'm sure he's just moving slower, because he's sick."
Kelly rushed over to the door, and opened it. She found Dylan on the floor, laying in his towel, trying to catch is breath, "You guys didn't think to check on him," Kelly yelled as she ran over to Dylan and took him in her arms.
"I wanted to check on him! Donna told me not to!" David tattled quickly.
"Whatever, Dylan honey, are you okay?" Kelly felt panic growing over her.
Dylan looked around the room feeling out of it, taking in just how light headed he felt. He couldn't help but think all these silly thoughts to himself. He never was the type to be so random, but he just started to feel so relaxed. The room was spinning, and he was letting go of himself.
"Kelly, you would look interesting as a brunette." Dylan started laughing to himself find it so funny.
Donna, David, and Kelly all exchanged the same confused look, and all three of them helped Dylan off the floor. They helped him the bedroom, and on to the bed as he recited non sense about the days at West Beverly and Nat's peach pie that he believed was dosed with crystal meth.
"Alright, let me get some comfy clothes on you, and you'll feel so much better," Kelly started to walk towards the dresser, but Dylan quickly grabbed her hand, "what is it?"
Dylan laughed as he spoke, "Do you want to get married and run away? I want to wake up where you are. I won't say anything at all…so why don't you slide."
Kelly looked towards David, "Ah what is he doing?"
"Goo Goo Dolls, it's their song Slide…basically Dylan just needs sleep."
"I get that, but what kind of side affect is this?" Kelly laughed nervously.
"He must be really light headed." Donna commented.
"Dylan, I'm gonna get you some clothes now." Kelly picked out some clothes quickly, and started dressing him.
"I'm serious you know." Dylan stated with a smile.
"About what?" Kelly inquired as she slipped his shirt over his head.
"I want to marry you," Dylan lay his head on his pillow and drifted in a deep sleep.
"Pregnant and a proposal, you're on a roll Kelly. How do you do it," Donna walked out of the room as David followed her.
Kelly couldn't imagine that Dylan was serious about such a thing. It was obvious the disease was taking a toll on him; he had gotten dizzy in the shower, and just needed to rest. There was no way that Dylan McKay was interested in having a baby, and having a marriage. It would be too much for him at once…or would it be? These thoughts scared Kelly, she loved Dylan, and she knew that she would marry him in a heartbeat if she thought he were dead serious about it. It would be hard enough to lose her boyfriend if this disease won, but how could she handle losing her husband? It was the same person, but it would be such a tease. She would be married, she would have a kid, and then she would lose her happy ending. It was no reason not to marry a person, and she knew that. She also figured that there was no way Dylan was serious. He would wake up tomorrow, and if he remembered it at all he would deny ever saying it, or he would chalk it up to not feeling well. Kelly knew he wouldn't committee like that, so she shoved it out of her head as best she could. But what if…? Oh, she would just have to wait to find out if he was serious when he awoke…
