I felt like I was rushing this chapter, but I want toget it in before school starts tomorrow so sorry if it sucks.
Disclaimer: I don't own Summerland or its characters
Sienna groaned as she felt the sunlight shine threw the window and onto her sleeping figure. She had an almost unbearable hangover, and her head was pounding painfully; the sunlight didn't exactly help it either.
She licked her cracked lips as she tried to remember what had happened last night. Sienna knew she had seen Wynnie, but couldn't remember if they had had a confrontation or not. She knew that she had had some coke last night after Braden had said that he loved her, but Sienna couldn't remember how many lines she did. She rubbed her eyes as she asked herself again, what happened last night?
As she lazily opened her eyes, it took a moment to adjust to the light. Sienna looked around puzzled at the red walls and beautiful black antique furniture; this room wasn't hers. Where the fuck was she? Sienna felt a little nervous for a second, but then she shrugged and reasoned with herself that she must have passed out at Gideon's house and had been moved into the bedroom by Vegas.
Sienna removed the blankets from on top of her and stood up. She looked down at her body for a second and was shocked to find that she was naked. She was even more shocked to find someone was in the bed next to her. "HOLY SHIT!" She was in a panic and could feel her chest constricting painfully. Sienna couldn't breath, she couldn't think, except about one thing, she had probably fucked that person who was in that bed.
Sienna had always thought that though her stepfather raped her on a daily basis, that she was still sort of a virgin. That all those times didn't count because she didn't want them to happen, but the first time that she gave her consent and willingly slept with someone, it would be special. She had always held on to that idea, and it made it easier for her to deal with being raped.
Now though, that plan was shot to hell. She had screwed some stranger in a drunken night, and she couldn't even remember it anyways. This was horrible, sickening, and Sienna could barely even raise her head up. She was so ashamed, that she couldn't help but feel a couple of tears spill out of her eyes. They slowly made there way down her cheeks as she hastily wiped them away. This was no time to be weak.
She moved towards the bed to grab a blanket to cover herself, and when she pulled it off the person in the bed, her stomach lurched. She was going to be sick.
Sienna put her hands over her mouth in shock before saying, "This can't be happening."
Braden was lying there, completely naked and in a deep sleep. She couldn't handle this. Sienna had slept with her best friend's boyfriend, who had just last night professed his undying love for her. She had willingly betrayed her friend and had lost her 'virginity' even though she couldn't remember it.
This was all too much, Sienna felt her knees buckle as she collapsed onto the ground. She had managed to ruin everything, and to single handedly hurt herself and the only other person that really cared about her, Vegas, in the process. Sienna knew she was lower than dirt. That she truly was the most horrifying person in the world.
She couldn't stand seeing him naked on the bed like that any longer, she had to get him out, she had to get herself out. "Wake up! Come on asshole….get out of bed already!" She was shaking him violently. Sienna knew she was losing it, that she was in utter panic and despair, but she also knew that she had every right to be.
"Just five more minutes." He mumbled almost incoherently.
"GET THE FUCK UP, BRADEN!" She was literally trembling by now. What had she done?
He moaned before saying, "Okay, just stop shaking me, Vegas."
Just hearing Braden say her name, made Sienna's breath stop. She wasn't the person that was supposed to be waking him up after a night of drinking and sex, Vegas was supposed to be doing this. Sienna wasn't supposed to be in this position. "I'm not Vegas." The words practically choked her and got caught in her throat as she said them. All she could think to herself was, No she wasn't Vegas because Vegas would never do something like this.
Braden's eyes slowly flashed open at these words and he sat himself up. His eyes fixed on Sienna. He blinked repeatedly as if to make sure that it was really her and Sienna just stood there, with the blanket around her, looking miserable and guilty. She didn't have it in her to say anything in that moment. So the silence, lingered on.
"How….did we…Do you know if we, um, uh," Braden was struggling to get the words out. His brain seemed as if it was shut off, he couldn't really process the situation, it was all just so surprising.
"I can't remember much about last night, but I think we did…uh…do that." She couldn't even say what they did; it was too shameful.
Braden nodded. He didn't know what to say. He was too busy trying to sort through what was happening to be able to even think of what to say. He couldn't speak. He couldn't help though, but think to himself that maybe this was a good thing. Maybe, this was the how him and Sienna would get together.
Still, Braden felt like shit for what he did to Vegas. He had cheated on her, and not only with just any girl, but with her best friend. He was the worst kind of guy out there.
Sienna suddenly shifted her weight as she was staring at Braden and she said firmly, "I think you should go before anyone sees you in here."
Braden couldn't go. He may have the most excruciating hang over, but he still knew that he'd suffer a worse kind of pain if he left right then, regret. "No, Sienna. I'm not going to go until we figure out what happened."
"We had some drunken sex, big deal. Now that that mystery is solved, you can leave."
Braden sighed, "What about Vegas?"
Sienna bit her lip and dropped her gaze from Braden's. "She deserves to know the truth." She also thought to herself, but refrained from saying aloud, Vegas also deserved a better friend, and a better boyfriend.
"So your going to tell her…about us and about what I said?"
"There is no 'us', Braden. We screwed once and neither of us can even remember it. And no I'm not going to tell Vegas anything, because I think that it's more your responsibility."
"Why am I the one who has to tell her?"
"Because you're the guy whose going to break her heart." Sienna knew that this was true. Vegas had been falling head over heels for Braden more and more as the months passed on by. If Vegas didn't love Braden as much as she does, she wouldn't want to have a long distance relationship with him. Sienna knew that, and Braden, by the look on his face, didn't.
"She really likes me that much?" His regret and guilt was evident in his voice. Braden never meant to hurt anyone.
Sienna nodded at him and took in one shaky breath. Braden finally noticed how much of a panic Sienna was really in. She was trembling, her breath was labored, and she was frighteningly pale. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," she spoke forcefully. "It's just, I really can't believe I did this…with you of all people. I…it's….poor Vegas." Sienna put her head in her hands in disgust as herself.
"What do you mean me out of all people?" Braden was hurt that she sounded like it repulsed her that she ever had sex with him. It made him feel like he didn't deserve her. Maybe he didn't.
"It's just…well Braden, I was a virgin." He looked at her and his eyes were as big as saucers. He had forgotten that little detail, and he began to get angry at himself. Braden was a jerk for doing this, he was going to break Vegas' heart, and he also managed to devirginize Sienna. He could barely speak from the shame and shock of it all.
"I am so, so sorry, Sienna." He rose from the bed, with a blanket wrapped tightly around him, and motioned to give her a hug. Sienna shrunk back from him, however, and shook her head.
"No touching…not after what's happened."
"Well, Sienna, what I said when I was drunk…" He took a deep breath for some courage before continuing. "I meant it. I care a lot about you."
"No, you are not going to do this right now. Me and you will never happen because I have already betrayed Vegas enough for one life, I will not hurt her even more."
Braden winced and he knew she was right. Vegas had already been betrayed enough, but he couldn't just stop loving Sienna with a snap of his fingers. He still felt so much for her. "I know…but Vegas is so strong and confident, she'll move on within a week. That's just the way she is. I'm not like that though, I will probably be thinking about you constantly."
Sienna's heart lurched; he really did love her didn't he? She looked at him, and into his eyes. She had the urge to pull him closer but she refrained from doing so. With great pain, she answered, "I can't." Sienna closed her eyes and breathed, "I need to go."
Braden sadly watched her gather her clothes up, and silently walk over to the door. She put her hand on the doorknob, but she paused for a second as she looked down at the floor. Sienna then bent over to pick up something in the trashcan; it was a used condom. "Well, if we had any doubt of what we did, here is some proof." She dropped it back into the trashcan and left.
Braden's heart left with her.
