TITLE: What Went On?
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I own no one
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
CHAPTER 18
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Amy slowly woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the rustling of the leaves against the window. The hot air came in the room through the open window as Amy rolled over to see what time it was.
"2:35..." She groaned as she rolled back over and rubbed her head. Her head pounded and Amy thought she had a hangover when she realized she hadn't had anything to drink that would've gotten her drunk. Did she? She sloppily got out of bed and looked around realizing where she was. Opening the door, she looked down the hall and saw Alanah running on the treadmill in front of the TV. Amy turned back quickly but Alanah had heard her and came off the treadmill.
"Hey sweetie...how you feeling?" Alanah asked cautiously as she rubbed the towel against her neck.
"Y'know, I have no idea." Amy said tiredly. "Do you have any Tylenol or something? My head hurts like a bitch." Amy groaned leaning against the wall for support.
"You alright?"
"Did I get wasted last night or something? I think I have a hang over..."
Alanah smiled. "Nah, you're clean as a whistle. But really, you alright? You kinda gave us all a little scare last night." Alanah said taking the pill out of it's container and handing Amy a glass of water.
"What do ya mean?" She groaned swallowing the pill.
"You kinda freaked out on us..." Alanah said leaning her head against Amy's shoulder. "Did Joey do something? Adam was major pissed."
"Who the hell is Joey-" Amy stopped mid-sentence and gasped covering her mouth. "D-did I-I s-sle-"
"No, no, no of course not!" Alanah said to Amy who breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, okay. Phew." Amy still looked shaken up.
"Amy, you know if anything is wrong and you want to talk, I'm standing right here." Alanah offered.
"Yeah, no...I'm fine." Amy whispered before excusing herself and going back to her room.
She closed the door, and sat on the bed. *What happened?..*. she thought confused. She hadn't remembered anything from the night before as she fiddled with her hands and stopped when she saw her left ring finger.
"What the- " She gasped again covering her mouth with her other hand as she looked at the ring-less finger. "Wait...no..." She said searching the bed frantically for her ring. There was a knock on the door but Amy continued to search under the bed and saw shoes appear at the other end of the bed. She stood up and saw Adam there looking confused.
"What's wro-"
"I lost my ring." She said cutting him off. "Help me look for it will ya?" She said pulling him down and lifting up the bed skirt again.
"Amy..." Adam said slowly. "What are you talking about?"
"The...the ring. My promise ring, from Mat-" her voice caught in her throat at the sound of his name. "Oh my god..." She said as she covered her mouth with her now trembling hand.
"Sweetie you're really starting to scare me now. First you're little breakdown last night and now this? Talk to me." Adam said sitting the shocked Amy on the bed and looking at her.
"Please tell me it was a dream..." Amy prayed as she closed her eyes tightly. "Oh god please let it be a dream..."
"What be a dream?"
"This! This be a dream!" She said frustratedly as she held up her empty left ring finger in front of Adam's face. "Please tell me there's a ring on it." She said not opening her eyes.
Adam sighed confused. "Amy what are you doing to yourself? Why do this, go through it again? I don't understand." He said shaking his head.
"Me and Matt are still together...right?" She said wistfully. "Adam please say the right thing..."
Adam looked at her puzzled. She seemed to believe that she and Matt were still together for some reason. It was as if she blanked out all the bad stuff and everything was alright again.* Is that what she did? Did it get so bad that she looped back to forgetting everything?* Adam remembered seeing that in a show once. Where if something so tragic happens, the tiniest things could spark the tragic feeling where the person snaps and it gets pushed so far back in your mind that you go into this deep denial of the truth. *Damn Alanah and watching all that therapy shows...* he grumbled.
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"Shit was that Trish?" Chris laughed at what they just saw. "Damn." He grunted and stopped when he saw Matt looking...not as thrilled as him. "Did you*not* just see that? Shit man." Chris said grabbing his chest from laughing so hard. "Come on man, you can't say that that was fucken hot. She was practically naked." Chris laughed again. "Whoo man...uh...what's wrong?" He said stopping as he realized he was laughing by himself. "Dude?"
"Nothing." Matt mumbled. "It's just that, what Jessica said about calling Amy..."
"Are you fucken kidding me Matt?! Who the hell cares what Jessica said! Trish was practically naked and she was like two feet away from you and all you can think about was what my delusional wife said?!"
Matt just looked at him and Chris realized what he just said. "Fuck man, I am so sorry." Chris apologized as he tried not to laugh again. "But calling Amy, that's a bad idea. She doesn't want to talk, don't force her too. Jessica's just crazy, she doesn't know what she's talking about."
"But I think she's right. I should call Amy...see how she's doing."
"Dude, no. She's mad enough as it is, just give her some time and she'll realize what a mistake it was." Chris said confidently. "I'm a guy, and I know these things. Jessica...she's to full of that romance garb, she doesn't know what she's talking about." Chris said letting Matt to think about it.
"So don't call her?"
Chris nodded.
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"So he did..." Amy said wretchedly as she frowned and tried not to cry. "Has he at least called?..." She asked and looked at the ground dejectedly when Adam shook his head no. "Well why hasn't he? Shouldn't he be...like calling or something?" She said not knowing what was coming out of her mouth.
"Do you want him to call?" He asked softly stroking her arm. "You made it pretty clear that you wanted him to stay the hell away from you."
Amy glared at him. "Still, he should at least be trying. Why isn't he? Is he that stupid to actually listen to me?" She said weakly.
"He's a guy. For once, he might actually listen. The one time he's not supposed to listen and he does." Adam said trying to lighten things up. Amy gave him a half of a half of a smile. "If you want him to call, I'll tell him too." Adam offered.
"Funny." Amy said giving a sad laugh.
"So you seriously want him to call? Even though you don't want to talk to him?" Adam paused to let Amy think about it.
Amy nodded.
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Read and review, thanks guyz!
AUTHOR: Hayley
E-MAIL: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I own no one
DISTRIBUTION: ask first please
CHAPTER 18
**************************************************************************** ********
Amy slowly woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the rustling of the leaves against the window. The hot air came in the room through the open window as Amy rolled over to see what time it was.
"2:35..." She groaned as she rolled back over and rubbed her head. Her head pounded and Amy thought she had a hangover when she realized she hadn't had anything to drink that would've gotten her drunk. Did she? She sloppily got out of bed and looked around realizing where she was. Opening the door, she looked down the hall and saw Alanah running on the treadmill in front of the TV. Amy turned back quickly but Alanah had heard her and came off the treadmill.
"Hey sweetie...how you feeling?" Alanah asked cautiously as she rubbed the towel against her neck.
"Y'know, I have no idea." Amy said tiredly. "Do you have any Tylenol or something? My head hurts like a bitch." Amy groaned leaning against the wall for support.
"You alright?"
"Did I get wasted last night or something? I think I have a hang over..."
Alanah smiled. "Nah, you're clean as a whistle. But really, you alright? You kinda gave us all a little scare last night." Alanah said taking the pill out of it's container and handing Amy a glass of water.
"What do ya mean?" She groaned swallowing the pill.
"You kinda freaked out on us..." Alanah said leaning her head against Amy's shoulder. "Did Joey do something? Adam was major pissed."
"Who the hell is Joey-" Amy stopped mid-sentence and gasped covering her mouth. "D-did I-I s-sle-"
"No, no, no of course not!" Alanah said to Amy who breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, okay. Phew." Amy still looked shaken up.
"Amy, you know if anything is wrong and you want to talk, I'm standing right here." Alanah offered.
"Yeah, no...I'm fine." Amy whispered before excusing herself and going back to her room.
She closed the door, and sat on the bed. *What happened?..*. she thought confused. She hadn't remembered anything from the night before as she fiddled with her hands and stopped when she saw her left ring finger.
"What the- " She gasped again covering her mouth with her other hand as she looked at the ring-less finger. "Wait...no..." She said searching the bed frantically for her ring. There was a knock on the door but Amy continued to search under the bed and saw shoes appear at the other end of the bed. She stood up and saw Adam there looking confused.
"What's wro-"
"I lost my ring." She said cutting him off. "Help me look for it will ya?" She said pulling him down and lifting up the bed skirt again.
"Amy..." Adam said slowly. "What are you talking about?"
"The...the ring. My promise ring, from Mat-" her voice caught in her throat at the sound of his name. "Oh my god..." She said as she covered her mouth with her now trembling hand.
"Sweetie you're really starting to scare me now. First you're little breakdown last night and now this? Talk to me." Adam said sitting the shocked Amy on the bed and looking at her.
"Please tell me it was a dream..." Amy prayed as she closed her eyes tightly. "Oh god please let it be a dream..."
"What be a dream?"
"This! This be a dream!" She said frustratedly as she held up her empty left ring finger in front of Adam's face. "Please tell me there's a ring on it." She said not opening her eyes.
Adam sighed confused. "Amy what are you doing to yourself? Why do this, go through it again? I don't understand." He said shaking his head.
"Me and Matt are still together...right?" She said wistfully. "Adam please say the right thing..."
Adam looked at her puzzled. She seemed to believe that she and Matt were still together for some reason. It was as if she blanked out all the bad stuff and everything was alright again.* Is that what she did? Did it get so bad that she looped back to forgetting everything?* Adam remembered seeing that in a show once. Where if something so tragic happens, the tiniest things could spark the tragic feeling where the person snaps and it gets pushed so far back in your mind that you go into this deep denial of the truth. *Damn Alanah and watching all that therapy shows...* he grumbled.
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"Shit was that Trish?" Chris laughed at what they just saw. "Damn." He grunted and stopped when he saw Matt looking...not as thrilled as him. "Did you*not* just see that? Shit man." Chris said grabbing his chest from laughing so hard. "Come on man, you can't say that that was fucken hot. She was practically naked." Chris laughed again. "Whoo man...uh...what's wrong?" He said stopping as he realized he was laughing by himself. "Dude?"
"Nothing." Matt mumbled. "It's just that, what Jessica said about calling Amy..."
"Are you fucken kidding me Matt?! Who the hell cares what Jessica said! Trish was practically naked and she was like two feet away from you and all you can think about was what my delusional wife said?!"
Matt just looked at him and Chris realized what he just said. "Fuck man, I am so sorry." Chris apologized as he tried not to laugh again. "But calling Amy, that's a bad idea. She doesn't want to talk, don't force her too. Jessica's just crazy, she doesn't know what she's talking about."
"But I think she's right. I should call Amy...see how she's doing."
"Dude, no. She's mad enough as it is, just give her some time and she'll realize what a mistake it was." Chris said confidently. "I'm a guy, and I know these things. Jessica...she's to full of that romance garb, she doesn't know what she's talking about." Chris said letting Matt to think about it.
"So don't call her?"
Chris nodded.
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"So he did..." Amy said wretchedly as she frowned and tried not to cry. "Has he at least called?..." She asked and looked at the ground dejectedly when Adam shook his head no. "Well why hasn't he? Shouldn't he be...like calling or something?" She said not knowing what was coming out of her mouth.
"Do you want him to call?" He asked softly stroking her arm. "You made it pretty clear that you wanted him to stay the hell away from you."
Amy glared at him. "Still, he should at least be trying. Why isn't he? Is he that stupid to actually listen to me?" She said weakly.
"He's a guy. For once, he might actually listen. The one time he's not supposed to listen and he does." Adam said trying to lighten things up. Amy gave him a half of a half of a smile. "If you want him to call, I'll tell him too." Adam offered.
"Funny." Amy said giving a sad laugh.
"So you seriously want him to call? Even though you don't want to talk to him?" Adam paused to let Amy think about it.
Amy nodded.
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