Hey guys, sorry have been MIA so long and I sorta left these fics of mine unattended but I'm back! I intend to update each fic in time but I am currently focusing on only a few including this one. I need to have a distraction from my private life atm and writing has always been the perfect outlet for me as well as reading. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I'm terribly sorry to have kep you all waiting this long.


As we reached Naomi's we were all thoroughly exhausted and our bones felt cold and heavy. As I walked into the brightly coloured house my eyes stung at the onslaught of its excessiveness and fluorescent nature. I felt my body waver a bit and suddenly I swayed but Katie was right there to catch me against her side as she pulled me towards the table and sat me down on the chair. I still had my eyes closed but heard the moving of chairs and cupboards. When a hand lay on my thigh I knew Katie was right there. That in itself was enough to will my eyes open again. As they did the hand squeezed and the first thing I saw were relieved brown eyes looking back at me. I smiled slowly and she lifted the corners of her mouth in response.

"Hey."

I nodded and laid my hand on top of hers.

"Hey."

Our eyes locked for a bit, neither needing words at the moment. I was just being content with counting the specks of darker brown and chocolate swirls in her eyes as she probably wondered about the greyness or blueness of mine. When a cough resounded and Naomi placed some mugs in front of us and some bottles of scotch, vodka and tequila we looked up to meet the infamous smirk of Campbell however my eyes quickly drifted to the furrowed eyebrows and questioning gaze of her life partner and my saviour's sister. Emily's eyes kept darting in between ours as her lips pulled slightly to the side and front teeth came out to chew on the bottom one. I watched her swallow once or twice before her questioning gaze turned towards me and became harder, laced with warning although her eyebrows stayed furrowed in confusion. I nodded and looked at Katie with a pleading look in my eyes. It seemed Emily understood that for now neither of us had any idea of what was going on with us. All we knew is that we needed each other and how once we admitted it to ourselves and each other it had seemed like the most obvious thing in the world. Anything further, like how she shivered when my breath hit her ear or how she licked her lips and leaned into me as I picked up my sweater were things we couldn't focus on, not yet anyways. I wasn't fazed by my curiousness towards Katie; after all she was a strong and wilful little thing. The fact that she was a girl didn't bother me either; I fucked anyone I found interesting not caring about what I would find in their pants. Boys were just easier to kick out in the mornings; most times they'd even fuck you in an alleyway and leave you be after, girls were harder in that department. I shook my head to clear my thoughts as a mug was shoved under my nose. The strong scent of vodka filled my nostrils and I met Katie's gaze above the mug again. I couldn't identify her look or the colour of her eyes as they kept changing. I accepted the mug and watched her front teeth come out to bite her lip in the left corner as our fingers slightly brushed one another, the touch of skin to skin sending a little tingle down my arm as well. I tried to smile at her but I couldn't be sure that was what it looked like. She nodded though and took her own mug up to her mouth and took a nice gulp. I felt a weird churn in my stomach as I watched her swallow and tore my gaze away. As I stared at the liquid in my mug I suddenly felt slightly grateful for Naomi's idea of a little night cap. It would sure help us sleep tonight or morning, whatever. As I let the liquid slide over my lips, tongue and down my throat the familiar burn settled in my stomach and I felt my shoulders sag immediately. I was sure to become an alcoholic, hell maybe we all were doomed to become one as we went for the bottle fast enough every time, but I could care less. I took another gulp and another when suddenly a hand covered mine and made me put down the mug. I hadn't noticed how it was almost all gone when the stone made a harsh sound as it hit the table.

"Easy there Stonem. It's not the last bottle y'know. My mum may give everything away here like we're a social service centre but she keeps her alcohol safely locked up. Trust me."

I met the icy blues over the table and smirked at her, remembering the only comparison that could be made between Anthea and Gina, they both protected their alcohol except from their teenage daughters. As her eyes twinkled with mirth I let my fingers uncurl from the mug to reach for the bottle again as I filled my mug up to the top. I turned to my left and did the same for Katie, not bothering to ask if she wanted more. When most of the bottles were gone and the pleasant buzz had given our heads a slight lightness to it we decided to call it a night. A giggling Naomi pointed to the stairs and muttered "First one to the left." Before she took Emily and rounded a corner, off to her own room no doubt. I intertwined my hand with Katie's; feeling our fingers slide right into place like it was always meant for them to be right there, perfectly interlocked. I paused and stared at them, both pale hands clutched tightly together. I looked up again when I heard her voice, slightly slurring something.

"Looks like they make a perfect fit."

I nodded at her assessment; they did look like a perfect match, like they were made for each other.

"How sad."

I looked at her with questioning eyes.

"Y'know that we just needed to take Freddy out of the equation. We could've been friends."

I don't know why but I felt my heart clench violently at the word friends and my hand tried to tug itself loose in an instant but Katie wouldn't let me.

"Come on Effs. Let's go up yeah?"

Her tired eyes met mine and I felt my anger ebb away as I gave in with a nod. We trudged up the stairs and she opened the first door to the right. Clearly a guest room with one double bed and a closet, not much room around or in between. I gave the room a quick once over, finding a window in the wall in front of us, a made double bed to our left and a closet to the right. I saw Katie throwing her purse to the floor before she tugged me towards the bed and sat me down. My hands fisted the cheap purple cotton in between my fingers as she turned her back towards me and bent over to take her shoes and socks off. After which she started to slide her pants down her legs. My eyes got stuck on the expanse of porcelain skin revealed to me as well as her perky bottom covered by leopard printed, lace edged panties. My tongue darted out from between my lip to wet them and my thighs clenched harshly. I felt a stab in my lower stomach as she stepped out of them. My mind went blank ad I squeezed the sheets so hard my knuckles turned white. Wtf Stonem? It's not like you've never seen a naked girl before. But heat covered my skin and I felt tingling in my fingertips, a desire to reach out and touch the skin. I bit down hard on my lip to keep me from saying anything stupid, making stupid sounds. As she turned around her unsuspecting eyes met with my wide ones as her mouth fell open. I swallowed hard and fisted the fabric between my fingers. Fuck. I felt panic erupt in my chest and before I could comprehend I was down with my head between my legs and a soothing hand rubbing circles on my heaving back as a raspy voice faintly resounded in my head. I coughed and heaved and gasped for breath trying as hard as I could to calm myself down but I kept seeing brown, wide eyes. When I wheezed so hard I fell forward and off the bed her shriek of terror pierced right through me and our eyes met. Instantly she sat before me with her cold, clammy hands cupping my cheek as she whispered words of oh and Effs and sorry. I felt my heaving chest halt in surprise at the tingling her hands caused on my cheeks as they burned underneath her palms. I didn't understand why I was reacting so heavily, alcohol usually subdued me but it seemed to work the other way around when it came to her. Everything was different when it came to her and it scared the crap out of me. I felt another cold shiver run down my spine and her hands went to my shoulders instead. They pulled me forward until I was curled in her lap, my cheek resting against her collar bone. I held my hand to my lips as they tingled, needing something I knew I couldn't give them. My mind was jumbled and my thoughts scattered. I felt like I had run a marathon. Maybe I had. I shivered and felt her arms tighten around me. Freddy was dead. I clutched tightly to her upper arms and felt liquid run down my cheeks. Tears, those damn tears again. I sniffled and she kissed the top of my head still saying those words over and over like a mantra. Freddy made me cry so much. I smelled the alcohol on her, maybe it was my own breath hitting my face or maybe she had spilt some on her but it comforted me in a strange way. Take Freddy out of the equation. I heard her sniffs and they stung like knives. Well he is gone now. A sense of guilt and relief washed over me and my whimpers became full on sobs. Somewhere along the line I must've spoken the words on my mind because Katie kept whispering that she knew. She knew. She understood. She started a slow rocking motion, wether it was to sort out her own mind or because she wanted to soothe me or herself or maybe the both of us, was unclear but it worked a little. Oh how well she understood. I felt myself sinking deeper into her warmth, happily accepting something I usually fought so hard against. And ofcourse only Katie could. Freddy was nice, too nice. I took in a deep breath and let my noze graze her exposed skin. We missed him already. I loved him. But we were never in love. I felt her sigh more than I heard it, we were growing tired te both of us when I realised why exactly I found solace in this moment. Katie had neither. We lost a friend. He had to die before we knew what he meant to us. And I shivered at the feeling of her lips brushing my ear. More guilt flooded through me like a poison in my veins. Freddy had just died and I thought of kissing someone else. Freddy died to protect me but right now in the arms of Katie Fucking Fitch, I felt the safest I had in forever. Freddy died to save me. I sat up straighter and locked eyes with the crying girl that held me. By dying he took himself out of the equation. By dying he saved me because in a way he gave me Katie. I saw the conflicting emotions in her eyes as well. And I hated myself for feeling this way as I clung on to her like the broken shell I was hanging on a thread that was unravelling itself. Soon we would fall. I bit my lip and leaned in.


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