A/N: HI EVERYONE!! Ok so THANK YOU soo much for the comments, god everyone's so nice here:) This chapter is all Kelly and Silver. Kelly was totally my favorite in BH90210 and since 90210 has been reruns I've been watching my BH90210 DVD set...Oh and this chapter has afew flashbacks to when Kelly was a teenager. So I apologize if it sucks.
"Oh sweetheart…why didn't you come to me sooner? Never mind, all that matters is you're here now." Kelly Taylor murmured into the mass of dark hair that was nestled tightly under her chin.
Wiping the tears from her eyes Silver raised her head looking up shyly into eyes the same color as hers. "I just…Kel I know what…It's umm," she was having a hard time finding the right words, "Kelly I know what Mom put you through when you were my age and I just didn't want you to ever have to think about it again, that's all…I'm sorry." The words tumbled out of her mouth in one long mashed together sentence.
Kelly's eyes watered at the pain and utter compassion she saw on her baby sister's face. Her stomach knotted at the thought of their Mother. Jackie Taylor Silver. She tried but she couldn't stop the memories from coming.
The empty liquor bottles, the hysterical rages or complete dismissals, being locked out of the house and crawling through the doggie door because her mother had locked the door on her and then passed out. The Mother Daughter Fashion Show. That was the night everything had fallen apart…again. Her Mother had been so high on cocaine hosting that charity event…she'd hit rock bottom that night….in front of the whole school. It was devastating and completely humiliating. Evening gowns, tears, and smudged make- up…Brenda had helped her put everything back together again.
Kelly chuckled half heartedly at the memories that hadn't faded one bit over the years. "Sweetie I've got stories that would make your toes curl. That woman is truly a piece of work."
They snuggled in under the cozy covers of Kelly's bed, letting the comfortable silence envelop them. Kelly looked down at Silver watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest beneath the covers, knowing she had finally fallen asleep. Kelly knew Silver had been hurt by everyone she loved in her life. Jackie and Mel, David, Naomi, and herself included. Trust wasn't something her sister did easily, nor was depending on someone else. That was the part that kept getting to her…what had made Silver open up to her about this?
Gently stroking Silver's hair Kelly rested her head against the head board and closed her eyes. Images of sequin gowns, bright lights, and shocked faces floated around in Kelly's mind, and she was seventeen again. Her Mother was yelling at the lighting guy after hurling rude comments to the ladies in the show. She could hear the hushed whispers coming from the crowd. She could see the all too understanding look in Mrs. Walsh's eyes. She could feel the heat in her cheeks and the nausea in her stomach, the sound of her heels clicking against the tile as she ran through the halls of West Beverly trying to escape…trying to disappear. A hand on her shoulder and a familiar voice, she'd made it better, she had convinced Kelly to get help.
Sitting up with a jolt Kelly's eyes shot open. That was it. It wasn't what made Silver confide in her…It was who?