"Good morning!" Donna greeted Kelly from the couch, as Kelly stood behind the kitchen counter, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Morning." Kelly uttered. Donna's eyes shifted to Kelly's hand.
"You're... wearing the ring?" Donna asked puzzled
"Yeah, so?" Kelly hissed, and Donna observed her.
"Kelly..." Donna sighed, "Are you sure that's wise?"
"Donna, what is your problem?" Kelly snapped
"I'm not the one with the problem, Kelly... I just don't want you to rush into anything."
"I'm not. I've made my choice." Kelly said snidely
"Kelly..." Donna pleaded, "It's based on the wrong reasons."
Kelly walked over and sat on the armchair next to her. "Donna, we're not gonna go over this again. I'm marrying Brandon, I love him."
"And... if Dylan hadn't-"
"Don't say it!" Kelly interrupted
"I'm just sayin, Kel-"
"-I asked Dylan for a commitment and he couldn't wait 24 hours without sleeping with someone else." Kelly said firmly, "So, now I know, I've made the right choice."
"Kelly, it's not like he cheated... You're with Brandon. I really think you should at least talk to him?" Donna pleaded again. But Kelly shrugged it off and headed back into her room.
"Hello?" Brandon said, answering the phone. "Val, what is it? Calm down... Oh my god, alright, I'll be right over. Call an ambulance!" Brandon hung up
"Is everything okay?" Cindy asked
"No... " Brandon sighed, "Dylan's... overdosed."
"Oh my god!" Cindy cried out, "Jim!" She called over. As they all headed over to Dylan's house.
Valerie ran up to the Walshes as they arrived. Valerie panicking as she ran into Cindy's arms. Jim went over to the paramedics pulling Dylan into the ambulance.
"Valerie, what happened?" Brandon urged
"I don't know, I came and answered the doorbell and there was no answer. So I grabbed the key from under the mat and found him in bed with a bottle and this..." She handed Brandon the painkillers.
"Oh my god!" Cindy gasped, "Why would he do such a thing?" Cindy and Brandon both looked at Valerie who hysterically shrugged in response.
"Hey, you okay?" Brandon asked as Dylan opened his eyes.
"Brandon?" Dylan was shocked to see him standing before him. "What are you doing here? What's going on?"
"You had your stomach pumped... man, what were you thinking?" Brandon shook his head
"I wasn't..." Dylan sighed
"Well... you're gonna be fine but Dylan, this can't happen again." Brandon warned
"It's won't." Dylan answered.
"Good." Brandon nodded firmly, "I'll go tell my parents you're up."
"Brandon..." Dylan called him back "...Thank you for being there."
"Hey..." Brandon returned back to his bed side. "We're brothers... no matter how much of an ass you are." Brandon joked
"No matter what." Dylan nodded, pleased. "Truth is... if Kelly's gonna be with someone else, she couldn't find a better guy."
"...Is that your blessing?" Brandon asked, taken aback by Dylan's change of heart.
"Something like it." Dylan shrugged
"You mean that?" Brandon asked again
"Better than her leaving me for some schmuck like John Sears." Dylan joked. "All jokes aside..." Dylan was serious now, "I need to let her go."
"You do?" Brandon pulled a chair and sat beside him.
"Look at me, Brandon. I woke up in a hospital bed today. My life is miserable, and if I loved her, truly loved her, I wouldn't drag her down into my mess... I just want her to be happy."
Brandon sat there, apologetic. Realising how big it is of Dylan to put someone else's happiness before his own. "I promise, I'll take care of her." Brandon replied
"I know you will." Dylan nodded
"I love her, Dylan... but I respect the connection you two have. I hope you know that."
"Brandon... the only reason I'm walking away is because I know for a fact you will make her happy, if I didn't believe that, we wouldn't be here."
"You really love her, don't you?" Brandon proclaimed
"Can't imagine the day I won't." Dylan sighed.
Kelly parked outside the peach pit as Dylan was about to get into his car.
"Hey..." He greeted coyly, he didn't really know how to act around her after the incident that happened the last time they saw each other.
"Hey." She greeted back, "Hope you're okay... I heard about the-"
"I'm fine." Dylan shrugged it off.
"Hope it won't happen again." She warned
"It won't." He assured, walking closer to her, "Listen about that night-"
"We don't need to do this." She shook her head
"Kel..."
"Dylan, I know what you're gonna say. But it doesn't change the fact that it hurt."
"I'm sorry..." Dylan uttered... his eyes now wandered over to the ring on her finger, where the one he bought should have been. "My life fell apart when I lost you... I have no one to blame but myself."
"Only unfulfilled love can be romantic right?" Kelly fought back tears, determined to stay strong.
"You've used that line on me before." He let out a half smile, causing her to smile back. "Anyway, I know I can't take it back but... if I could-"
"I know." She interjected, cutting him off. He nodded, and headed back to his car.
"Where are you going?" She asked, noticing suitcases in the backseat.
"I don't know..." He sighed, "Hawaii first, to visit Erica and then... maybe take that trip." His forehead crinkled. Both of them shuddered at the sound of the trip.
"So.. you're not gonna stay for my wedding." Kelly assumed.
"Kel... If letting you go, ensures your happiness then so be it. But, I'm not gonna watch you marry someone else." Dylan breathed out, as he got into his car. She was about to speak but he cut her off as he pulled his seatbelt on. "I want you to be happy, Kel. I just wish it was me.."
"Dylan." She stopped him before he drove off "If... if love were enough, we'd be together." She smiled and he smiled back.
"How do you feel?" Donna asked as she and Kelly sat at the peach pit.
"In some ways, Dylan leaving is probably the right thing to do..."
"You still mad at him?" Donna asked
"I'm not mad at him..." Kelly sighed, "I'm not gonna lie... what he did cut me like a knife... but it was no one's fault. If I had figured things out sooner, if he had a little more faith... maybe we'd be together right now. But we're not. So, it was fate... tragedy."
"Yeah..." Donna replied apologetically. "Well maybe now he's gone, you can finally move on."
"Donna..." Kelly shook her head, "It's Dylan... I'll love him till the day I die."