Title: What Went On?
Author: Hayley
E-Mail: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
Rating: PG-13 or higher, language
Disclaimer: i own no one
Distribution: ask first please
Chapter 4
~Back at the club~
After about an hour and a half dancing with Greg, and numerous shots of tequila, Amy finally decided to call it quits for the night. "Where the fuck is my purse you boyfriend stealing whore?" She slurred at Trish. Trish took that to heart as it pained her to hear those words from Amy's mouth. Trish quickly left as Dawn took her place.
"Listen, I'm taking you back to the hotel." Dawn said wrapping her arm around Amy's waist carrying to the back exit where Chris, and Adam were waiting.
"Well okay, but I've never done any girl-on-girl action, so bare with me." Amy slurred not knowing it was only Dawn bringing her back the hotel.
"I'm not fucking you Amy." Dawn laughed as she handed her over to the guys who placed her in the backseat.
"Well if you wanted to, that'd be cool too." Was all she said before passing out in the back seat.
"Did Ames have enough to drink?" Chris smirked at his passed out friend.
"Must've. God I've never seen her take so many shots in one night." Adam whistled as Dawn agreed. Trish just sat there sadly looking out her window oblivious to the conversation going on in the car.
"Trish hunny..." Dawn said as she placed her hand on the other diva's shoulder. "You alright in there?"
"Huh? What?" Trish said blinking back some tears as she shook her head and Adam looked back as him and Dawn looked at her worried.
"Hey we alright back there?" Chris asked as he looking in his rear-view mirror.
"Uh, y-yeah." Trish studdered as she bent her head down so her hair was covering her face.
"Aww hunny what's wrong?" Dawn asked giving the blonde a sideways hug.
"W-who said anything w-was wrong?" Trish swallowed as she flipped her hair back as the tears subsided and she plastered on a smile for everyone.
"Did Amy say something?" Dawn guessed as her temper started to rise up. "Whatever she said, she didn't mean jack shit alright? I have no idea what the hell happened with her and Matt...but whatever it was she had no right to act how she acted tonight." Dawn stated insensitively as she glanced at the passed out form of the redhead.
"I think..." Trish said started to say what went on between the two but decided to keep whatever happened on the down low. "Never mind." She mumbled as she closed her eyes and leaned back. The rest of the car ride was silent, with the occasional whines and groans of Amy as she shifted positions.
"We're here." Chris sang as he stepped out of the car, and with Adam's help, carried Amy inside the hotel. Trish and Dawn trailed carrying jackets and bags as they piled tiredly into the hotel's small elevator. "Where does drunky go?" Chris smirked as they reached their floor.
"Can she go with you Trish?" Adam suggested as he reshifted his grip on Amy's body.
"U-uh me? M-my room?" Trish asked worried. "Can't she go with Dawn, or you?" She pleaded to Adam.
"Relax, you'll survive." Chris smiled patting the girl on the shoulder as they dropped off Amy on Trish's bed.
"Where do I sleep?" She whined. The guys looked at the couch and Trish sighed. "Fine, whatever."
~Next Morning~
"Where the fudge am I???" Amy groaned as she rolled over and yelped when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Trish smirked as she handed Amy a glass of water and an Aspirin.
"Need help washing that off?" She offered. Amy's make ran down her cheeks, dark dark circles wrapped around Amy' eyes, it was just a total mess. Amy looked at Trish shocked and just looked at her for a bit. "Iiiisss that a yes er no?" Trish asked as she sat down beside Amy, looking at her own feet.
"Why?" Amy asked confused as she stared at her water, as she swished it around in its cup.
"Because you look awful." Trish smiled friendly.
"That's not what I mean." Amy said more seriously.
"Listen, I don't care about what happened last night." Trish sighed as she stood up and walked to the bathroom to get a wet cloth and some make-up remover.
"Well you should." Amy said taking the cloth and rubbing away at the black lines and smudges. "You don't have to spare my feelings. I deserve everything I dished out last night."
"I'm not."
"Yes you are!" Amy yelled starting to get aggravated. The fact that Trish was being way too nice even though she didn't have to plus a hang over just wasn't what she needed at the moment.
"Relax, gees." Trish chuckled but Amy didn't look too happy. "What?" She asked innocently.
"I don't see why the hell you're being so damn nice! Yell at me for crying out loud!" She cried as she glared down her friend.
"Why?" Trish laughed lightly tossing her hair. "I have nothing to yell about."
"Bullshit."
"Why do you want me to so badly. God Amy, I wonder sometimes."
"Because I deserved to! I called you all these names, I was a tremendous bitch to you and everyone else, I don't deserve to be treated civilly because God knows I didn't treat you guys like that last night!" She was now shrieked and rubbing her temples as Trish sat back down on the bed and rubbed her friend's leg affectionately.
"I understand you were upset last night-"
"Fucking sakes Trish! You don't always have to act like you're better than all of us! Stop hiding how you really feel cuz you're not helping. Just come out and say what you have to!" She yelled frustratedly and over- reacting.
"Hold on Missy! How DARE you say I act like I'm better than everyone because I'm not constantly criticizing you guys! I'm trying to be a friend right now, accept it! I'm not a bitch, sorry." Trish said yelling frustratedly herself.
"Well I don't need you to be a friend." Amy said bitterly as she got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. "Stop trying to pretend like something you're not. No matter how you play it out, you're still a bitch." Amy stated as if she didn't care before shutting the door in Trish's face.
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R/R!! thanx!
Author: Hayley
E-Mail: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
Rating: PG-13 or higher, language
Disclaimer: i own no one
Distribution: ask first please
Chapter 4
~Back at the club~
After about an hour and a half dancing with Greg, and numerous shots of tequila, Amy finally decided to call it quits for the night. "Where the fuck is my purse you boyfriend stealing whore?" She slurred at Trish. Trish took that to heart as it pained her to hear those words from Amy's mouth. Trish quickly left as Dawn took her place.
"Listen, I'm taking you back to the hotel." Dawn said wrapping her arm around Amy's waist carrying to the back exit where Chris, and Adam were waiting.
"Well okay, but I've never done any girl-on-girl action, so bare with me." Amy slurred not knowing it was only Dawn bringing her back the hotel.
"I'm not fucking you Amy." Dawn laughed as she handed her over to the guys who placed her in the backseat.
"Well if you wanted to, that'd be cool too." Was all she said before passing out in the back seat.
"Did Ames have enough to drink?" Chris smirked at his passed out friend.
"Must've. God I've never seen her take so many shots in one night." Adam whistled as Dawn agreed. Trish just sat there sadly looking out her window oblivious to the conversation going on in the car.
"Trish hunny..." Dawn said as she placed her hand on the other diva's shoulder. "You alright in there?"
"Huh? What?" Trish said blinking back some tears as she shook her head and Adam looked back as him and Dawn looked at her worried.
"Hey we alright back there?" Chris asked as he looking in his rear-view mirror.
"Uh, y-yeah." Trish studdered as she bent her head down so her hair was covering her face.
"Aww hunny what's wrong?" Dawn asked giving the blonde a sideways hug.
"W-who said anything w-was wrong?" Trish swallowed as she flipped her hair back as the tears subsided and she plastered on a smile for everyone.
"Did Amy say something?" Dawn guessed as her temper started to rise up. "Whatever she said, she didn't mean jack shit alright? I have no idea what the hell happened with her and Matt...but whatever it was she had no right to act how she acted tonight." Dawn stated insensitively as she glanced at the passed out form of the redhead.
"I think..." Trish said started to say what went on between the two but decided to keep whatever happened on the down low. "Never mind." She mumbled as she closed her eyes and leaned back. The rest of the car ride was silent, with the occasional whines and groans of Amy as she shifted positions.
"We're here." Chris sang as he stepped out of the car, and with Adam's help, carried Amy inside the hotel. Trish and Dawn trailed carrying jackets and bags as they piled tiredly into the hotel's small elevator. "Where does drunky go?" Chris smirked as they reached their floor.
"Can she go with you Trish?" Adam suggested as he reshifted his grip on Amy's body.
"U-uh me? M-my room?" Trish asked worried. "Can't she go with Dawn, or you?" She pleaded to Adam.
"Relax, you'll survive." Chris smiled patting the girl on the shoulder as they dropped off Amy on Trish's bed.
"Where do I sleep?" She whined. The guys looked at the couch and Trish sighed. "Fine, whatever."
~Next Morning~
"Where the fudge am I???" Amy groaned as she rolled over and yelped when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Trish smirked as she handed Amy a glass of water and an Aspirin.
"Need help washing that off?" She offered. Amy's make ran down her cheeks, dark dark circles wrapped around Amy' eyes, it was just a total mess. Amy looked at Trish shocked and just looked at her for a bit. "Iiiisss that a yes er no?" Trish asked as she sat down beside Amy, looking at her own feet.
"Why?" Amy asked confused as she stared at her water, as she swished it around in its cup.
"Because you look awful." Trish smiled friendly.
"That's not what I mean." Amy said more seriously.
"Listen, I don't care about what happened last night." Trish sighed as she stood up and walked to the bathroom to get a wet cloth and some make-up remover.
"Well you should." Amy said taking the cloth and rubbing away at the black lines and smudges. "You don't have to spare my feelings. I deserve everything I dished out last night."
"I'm not."
"Yes you are!" Amy yelled starting to get aggravated. The fact that Trish was being way too nice even though she didn't have to plus a hang over just wasn't what she needed at the moment.
"Relax, gees." Trish chuckled but Amy didn't look too happy. "What?" She asked innocently.
"I don't see why the hell you're being so damn nice! Yell at me for crying out loud!" She cried as she glared down her friend.
"Why?" Trish laughed lightly tossing her hair. "I have nothing to yell about."
"Bullshit."
"Why do you want me to so badly. God Amy, I wonder sometimes."
"Because I deserved to! I called you all these names, I was a tremendous bitch to you and everyone else, I don't deserve to be treated civilly because God knows I didn't treat you guys like that last night!" She was now shrieked and rubbing her temples as Trish sat back down on the bed and rubbed her friend's leg affectionately.
"I understand you were upset last night-"
"Fucking sakes Trish! You don't always have to act like you're better than all of us! Stop hiding how you really feel cuz you're not helping. Just come out and say what you have to!" She yelled frustratedly and over- reacting.
"Hold on Missy! How DARE you say I act like I'm better than everyone because I'm not constantly criticizing you guys! I'm trying to be a friend right now, accept it! I'm not a bitch, sorry." Trish said yelling frustratedly herself.
"Well I don't need you to be a friend." Amy said bitterly as she got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. "Stop trying to pretend like something you're not. No matter how you play it out, you're still a bitch." Amy stated as if she didn't care before shutting the door in Trish's face.
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R/R!! thanx!