Authors' Note:

Hello, all, remember us? I know some of you do, because we've gotten some seriously frightening reviews about our disappearance. You have to understand that we have lives as well, and sometimes Real Life take precedence. My (Chibi-chan here) life has sucked. Seriously, like badly, sucked for the last year or so. Which is why we haven't been around in what seems like forever. It feels like forever too, trust us.

This isn't a real chapter, I'd like to say that. It's the scene that would have followed the Morgan scene in chapter 35. I've had it written for months now but I don't have anything past this which is why there hasn't been an update.

Life Love Lost is being rewritten. I can't continue on with how it is. I can't do it. Continuing it right now is like pulling teeth. The beginning writing is terrible because I started this story when I was fourteen and while all fourteen year olds think all they need is a pen and paper to write, I know that's not true now. Experience and practice have to come into the equation somewhere as well.

I don't know if we have any followers left, but if we do, I promise that this will be done. It might be a while coming but there will be regular updates on our profile, if you want to check those out.

To everyone who's ever read LLL, I love you.

Chapter 36:

The sun was shining brightly the next morning when Kaytie awoke. Oh God, her head hurt. She'd never been drunk and therefore had no idea what a hangover would feel like but she thought if it was anything like this, she was never drinking alcohol. Ever.

The first thing she did when she woke up was roll over and attempt to shield her eyes from the incoming sunlight that seemed determined to blind her. "Ow," she murmured.

"Wakey-wakey, Princess." That was Envy's voice, she knew. And then she promptly scolded herself for knowing. And that was how Kaytie's mood went from bad to worse.

"You are insufferable," is what she chose to say, having several more insults running through her mind.

"Yes," he said, thoroughly unconcerned, "you tell me that everyday, hun. I'm used to it, by now."

Kaytie dragged herself out of the bed, cast a baleful look at Envy (who looked like himself again and, damnit all, Kaytie shouldn't find it comforting). "Where are we anyway?"

"Your mousey friend's house," Envy said, still looking bored and examining his nails. Kaytie didn't know why, because it's not like he just couldn't change them if he wanted to.

Right, she thought. Morgan had that thing last night, and they'd stayed in the guest bedroom. It was slowly coming back. It was like trying to squash puzzle pieces into slots where they didn't belong.

They'd gone upstairs, with Envy getting on her very last nerve like usual. They'd gotten into an argument, but Kaytie couldn't even remember what it was about, which was stupid. The argument was probably just as stupid. Their personalities clashed – they shoudn't be left alone together, really. They were likely to kill each other one day.

But, of course, if Kaytie was given that option, her answer would have to be a resounding no. That thought made her cheeks heat all over again, and she closed her eyes, breathed out to calm herself.

Which, in retrospect, was a bad idea. Because then it really did come back.

She bolted upright and her eyes flew open. "Did they spike the Goddamn punch or something?" she demanded loudly. "Because, are you actually serious? Really?"

Envy looked at her liked she'd grown an extra head in the last ten minutes.

"You let me kiss you!" she screamed, scrambling out of bed like a mad woman. "You fucking prick!" Kaytie grabbed the nearest pillow off the bed and swinging it like an axe. She wished it was an axe! "I'm going to kill you!"

Envy quickly grabbed the other end of the pillow and yanked it out of Kaytie's hands. There was a horrible ripping sounds and feathers flew everywhere as the pillow split in half.

The half-a-pillow slipped from Kaytie's slack grip and Envy threw his half at her. It smacked her in the face and fell to the floor. "You're an idiot," he said flatly. "Get out of my face."

Kaytie pursed her lips, balled up her fists, and attempted to tuck her anger away somewhere in a box at the back of her mind. At this point, she was angry about so many things all the time that she was sure the edges of the box would crack eventually. Maybe it'd just burst entirely.

She took a deep breath and stepped back. Envy was watching her half like he was wary of her and half like he wanted to kill her. She didn't even know if she blamed him.

God, she could kill herself right now.

Kaytie gave up, stalked to the bathroom, and slammed the door hard enough to make the frame shake.

A/N: ... and that's all I have. I know - I wrote until the worst part to leave it at, and then left it at it.

But! LLL is for sure going to be rewritten. If there's still anyone here, or if you're brand new and just saw this today and like it, and you're interested in being my cheerleader for this (this way I at least have some motivation to write it, if someone else is seeing it), let me know through either PMing us or leaving a review. Love you all - Chibi-chan

(I'm doing my very best to ignore that the author's note is possibly longer than the scene...)