Jealous Heart Chapter 2 is finally up. Sorry if it took too long, I had writer's block. Enjoy :D

Chapter 2

Best Friends Forever?

I woke up a couple of hours later, at seven o'clock. I walked into the bathroom and washed my face. I didn't want my parents to worry about me. I tiptoed down pass my parents' bedroom. They were in there and awake, I could hear them mumbling. I put on my jacket and stepped outside.

"Mum?" I called. "I'm going out!"

I didn't listen to her reply. I was old enough to look after myself and make my own decisions, so whatever she said wouldn't make any difference.

I wasn't concentrating at all as I walked. The image of Claire and Gray kissing stuck in my head. And replaying over and over were the words Claire had said. "I love you too, Gray, and you should know. We've been going out for a month."

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the inn. I hadn't meant to walk there, it had just happened. I decided that something to eat might help calm myself. That was a mistake. Claire and Gray were in there for a drink. I tried to walk back out quietly, but Claire saw me. Nothing get's pass that girl.

"Mary!" she called, motioning for me to come over. I suppose she still felt we were best friends. So I faked a smile and walked in.

"Hey Mary!" she greeted enthusiastically. "Where'd you go this afternoon?"

"I…I had stuff to do at home. I meant to come back but it took longer than I expected."

Claire stared at me. We were once best friends; she probably feels we still are; she could tell I was lying. Her blue eyes gazed into mine. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Gray staring at us.

"I think it's a girl thing," he whispered to Doug. Claire laughed.

"Gray," she sighed, kissing him, then turned back to me.

"Did you want something to drink, Mary?" she asked. I shook my head.

"No, I'm broke. I should be off, anyway."

I turned to leave, but Claire grabbed my shoulder and spun me around.

"Doug," she said, not taking her hand off my shoulder. "Can we have some grape wine, please?"

"Sure thing," said Doug.

Claire smiled the smile that we always had known as her take-over-the-world smile.

"I told you I'd make you drink wine some day," she said evilly. "Today is that day."

"Grape wine," said Doug. Claire payed and poured the wine into a glass. She handed it to me.

"Here, enjoy."

I handed it back. "Really, Claire, I can't take this."

The small girl moaned. "Mary, if I have any more wine Gray is going to have to carry me home."

I shook my head.

"Just one itsy-bitsy sip?" she said, putting on puppy-dog eyes.

"Oh fine. Just an itsy-bitsy sip."

I lifted the glass to my lips, and the itsy-bitsy sip quickly became the whole glass.

"I thought you'd like it," she said. "Have some more."

She poured a second glass, and I drank that up too, and then a third.

"All gone," she said. I hiccupped.

"I should (hic) be getting (hic) home." I said.

I walked out the door and headed back home. I decided to take the route via the town square. I was feeling a bit dizzy, and beginning to regret taking the wine. My knees buckled and I collapsed to the ground. The last thing I remember was footsteps walking towards me.

***

I opened my eyes to a white room. I was lying in bed, but it wasn't my bed. I sat up. My head hurt.

"Where am I?" I asked no one in particular.

"You were out for a while," said a familiar voice. Doctor walked in and sat on the chair next to me.

"What happened?" I asked. "How did I get here?"

"You should thank Cliff for that," he said, and then called Cliff's name. The shy boy walked in.

"He's been here all night," explained Doctor. "He was worried. He says he found you in the town square, about seven-thirty last night. Do you remember what happened?"

"I had some wine," I explained guiltily. "I had three glasses."

Doctor nodded and then Cliff spoke softly.

"I've had that m-much wine b-before," he said, confused. "W-why haven't I p-passed out?"

"Mary, have you ever had wine before last night?" asked the Doctor. I shook my head.

"That would explain it," he said to Cliff. "Mary's body wasn't ready for three glasses of wine."

"Doctor, do my parents know what happened?" I asked. He shook his head, and I gasped.

"They'll be worried! I have to get home!" I stood up, and the pain in my head returned immediately. I moaned.

Doctor helped me stand up, and I realized that there was no way I could walk home myself.

"Cliff," said Doctor. "Do you mind taking Mary home?"

"Ah…s-sure," he said. He walked over and, a little hesitantly, put his arm behind my back. Doctor watched us walk out the door, and Cliff walked me back to my house. We stopped outside my door.

"I'll be fine now," I said. "Thank you, Cliff."

"N-no problem," he said.

He turned around and walked back to the inn. Cliff was so shy I had never got to know him. I had no idea how sweet he was. I opened the door, and found not only my parents, but Harris as well standing inside.

"MARY!" cried my mother, wrapping her arms around me. "Oh Mary, we were so worried! Where were you?"

"I-I slept over at Claire's house," I lied. My parents looked at me sternly.

"We called Claire," said my father. "She said you left the inn at seven-thirty and thought you were home."

I sighed. "I…I kind of passed out."

Both my parents gasped.

"Mary! What happened?"

"I had too much wine."

"WHAT? What were you thinking?"

"I-I'm so sorry."

Mum clutched me in her arms around me and burst into tears. I felt so guilty, I started crying too.

"I'm sorry mum. I'm so sorry!"

It could have been ages before mum and I stopped crying and hugging. But according to the clock it was only a couple of minutes.

Harris smiled. "I'll be off then. Good to see you're OK Mary."

I nodded, and Harris walked out the door.

Hope you enjoyed it. I didn't think too much, I just wrote what came to my mind. I do that a lot. Review please, and be honest.