A/N: Thanks again for all the reviews. This chapter is dedicated to the crapfest that is Sunday because we all know that Sunday night means the weekend is officially over:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(
She had to be dead, that was the only explanation. But then again once you died you didn't feel anything, so the splitting pain in her head definitely ruled out death. It felt like there were hundreds of tiny people just chipping away at the inside of her skull with tiny, but very powerful pick axes. What the hell had gone on last night? Trying to focus on the details Annie just groaned…it was useless, everything was so hazy.
Prying open her eyes Annie squinted in pain, light was bad, very, very bad. She was hung over, that much she knew. Sitting up extremely slow, to avoid seeing the contents of her stomach on her comforter, Annie rubbed at her eyes trying to bring the room into focus. Angry red numbers flashed at her. One thirty PM. Oh no, oh no, oh no how had she gotten home last night. Had her parents seen her? Oh no this was not good, this was so not good. Swinging her feet to the floor Annie stood up….pyjamas, when did that happen?
"Oh honey we're so glad you're finally up, Grandma told us what happened and it's such a shame that you went to all that trouble with your costume and then not even make it to the party. Oh and Silver….."
The high pitched tone of her Mother's voice did nothing to ease the throb of her headache but her name pierced right through the pain. Annie didn't even hear the rest of what her Mother was saying. Her head was now swimming with flashes of the previous night's events, all of them horrifying her. Leather and zippers, the harem of guys circling a hot vampire, the alcohol, the limbo, more alcohol, the dancing, the almost kiss, and the hair petting.
"Oh God! Not good…so not good" Annie groaned aloud.
"Annie honey are you gonna be sick, this must be some nasty bug you've got. Why don't you go back up to bed and I'll bring you up some soup later." Debbie said rubbing a soothing hand along her daughter's back.
"Yeah that sounds like a good idea Mom." Annie croaked. Maybe she could hide under the covers….forever.
Annie spent Sunday much the same way she spent Saturday, in bed pretending to be sick mulling over ways to avoid Silver for the rest of her life. So far she had come up with absolutely nothing. She still couldn't believe what she had done. God Silver probably thought she was a freak. A freak that tries to kiss her best friend. A freak that tries to pet her best friend's hair. She had to fix this…if that was even possible. Short of Silver forgetting everything that had happened Annie didn't have a hope in hell. No wait, that was it…it was perfect…amnesia, well alcohol induced amnesia. She would just feign ignorance of Friday night's events and that would totally fix the awkwardness that was sure to be there between her and Silver.
Pulling the covers over her head Annie sighed. She was never touching alcohol again…ever. All it did was scramble up her already very confused feelings. All the confused feelings she should definitely NOT be feeling for her best friend. Poor Silver, God how did she even make it through the night without kill me. The totally crazy girl that crushed any chance Silver had of hooking up with any of the frat boys.
This was a disaster. Her whole life was crumbling apart. Her body was betraying her. Her feelings were betraying her. Confusion was taking hold and just wasn't letting go. She wanted to be with Silver, but she didn't want to scare her. She'd rather have her as a friend than lose her because she wanted more. It was best to just forget everything that had happened that night. Forget and repress. Lock away all her confusing feelings and just be best friends.
Annie lied completely still as the tears slipped down her face from between closed eyes and waited for Monday morning to arrive.
Silver hated Sunday nights because it meant that school was imminent. This Sunday had been the worst of her life; Annie hadn't called…at all. Yeah sure she was hung over but for two days…no something was definitely wrong. It was all Silver had thought about the whole day. She'd went over every little detail of Friday night trying to find some kind of sign as to what might be wrong and she could only come up with one thing and it made her insides clench up, Annie regretted it…regretted everything. It was the only plausible explanation. Annie had been drunk and she had done some things and said some things she wished she could take back.
She'd tried to spin it another way but Silver kept coming back to the same conclusion, the same heartbreaking ending, Annie just didn't like her that way; she just wanted to be friends. As much as it would kill Silver to do it, to act like she didn't have feelings for Annie, she would. Because losing Annie completely would hurt far more than pretending that all she wanted to be was just friends.
Gritting her teeth Silver rolled onto her side willing sleep to come but it wouldn't. Throwing the covers back Silver made her way to the kitchen to get some tea. Apparently she wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep, a weary eyed Kelly sat at the kitchen table coffee mug clutched between her hands staring down at her cell phone.
"Hey Kel…couldn't sleep huh?" Silver asked as she turned on the kettle.
"Nope how 'bout you?" Kelly said without bothering to even look up.
"Honestly there should be an off switch for your mind…" Silver said as she threw a tea bag into the steaming cup, "and your feelings." It was mumbled under her breath as an after thought.
"I totally agree with you…let me guess trouble with a crush?" Kelly asked.
"Actually I'm not exactly sure what it is, it's kinda hard to explain y'know…it's like I have all these feelings but I can't explain them. I don't know why I have them. They definitely complicate things but they won't go away…and I'm not even sure if I really want them to…you know what I mean?" Silver asked to her sister who had been sitting there quietly just listening, hand resting gently on her cell phone.
"Sweetie I know exactly what you mean and I'm sorry to tell you that it's not going to get any easier with age." Kelly finished with a small smile that didn't quite make it to her eyes.
"Do you want to talk about it Kel?" Silver asked her concerned blue eyes meeting Kelly's sad ones.
"Nah." Kelly said shaking her head from side to side.
Silver pushed away from the table walking around behind Kelly's chair, wrapping her arms around her sister in a loose hug. It was his number on her phone, he'd hurt her again, it was all he ever really did. "He's wrong Kelly, someone who truly loves you wouldn't do this, wouldn't keep you in limbo. They'd come home to the best woman and son in the world Kel…they'd come home." Silver ended quietly kissing her sister on the cheek.
Kelly sat in the kitchen alone the tears falling freely knowing Silver had went back to her room. She was right; Kelly knew in her heart that her baby sister was right about all of it. Kelly knew what she needed to do, picking up the phone and dialling his number she steeled herself for a conversation that should have taken place almost four years ago.
Silver could hear Kelly from her room talking to him, crying over him. Silver knew exactly who she would need when that conversation was over. Picking up her cell phone she began dialling the number of the only person that would be able to console Kelly. "Brenda Kelly really needs you…it's Dylan."
"I'll be right there Silver." Concern and understanding lacing her voice.
Hearing the knock on the door the second Kelly had hung up Silver knew that Brenda had just been waiting outside, not wanting to intrude on a private conversation, but wanting to be there the very second Kelly needed her. Knowing that Brenda was here to take care of Kelly Silver curled back up in her bed and closed her eyes. She knew that tomorrow was going to be a long day…a very long day, and the three hours of sleep she was about to get was definitely, definitely not going to help anything about the abomination that was going to be Monday morning at West Beverly Hills High.