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Episode 604
"Discomfort"
Cast: Annie Wilson, Dixon Wilson, Naomi Clark, Erin Silver, Navid Shirazi, Adrianna Tate-Duncan, Liam Court
Disclaimer: I don't own 90210.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews fellow readers! You have no idea how excited I am about the next upcoming episodes! Spoiler: You guys might see two possible weddings this season! Hopefully I don't change anything.
Full Summary: Season 6 finds Annie and Dixon Wilson, along with the rest of the Beverly Hills' gang, lost, loved, and strengthened through each other. It's a new and different time for them, as the stakes are much higher and there is a lot more to lose. Old flames are ignited and broken families are reunited. Coming from a world of glamour and privilege, with endless possibilities in front of them, anything can happen. All in all, it's just another day in the world's most famous zip code.
"Discomfort" Drama/Romance. Shenae Grimes, Tristan Wilds, AnnaLynne McCord. Series Patrick confronts Annie, while Navid looks for a missing Adrianna. Teddy accompanies Silver to her doctor's appointment, and Naomi receives news about her friends. Dixon is released from the hospital. Everyone attends Liam's hearing.
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Wilson Residence:
With strong hands clenched around the bars on his son's seat, Harry slowly pushed the wheelchair smoothly into the quiet house. He slowly attempted to move his head around his neck-brace, his eyes wandering around the familiar house. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling dramatically.
"Welcome home, Dixon," stated Harry happily.
"It's...," muttered Dixon tiredly. "It's...good to be." Barely hearing Dixon speak his faint words was good enough for Annie. She smiled inwardly at him as she followed them into the house.
"Now I can bug you again!" laughed Annie. Everyone laughed joyously at the sibling reunion.
"Don't worry about Annie, Dixon," murmured Mark. "I got your back, bro." Annie scrunched her face and smacked Mark with the back of her hand.
"That is so not fair!" yelled Annie pointing her finger at her brothers. "That's like two against one!"
"I need a quick drink," muttered Tabitha. Harry and Debbie gazed at her. "Fine. I need scotch."
"Mom," gritted Harry.
"What?" asked Tabitha defensively. "This calls for a celebration."
Mark and Debbie dragged his bags inside, while Tabitha continued to clear the way for Dixon. The Wilson family carefully settled down in the living room. Harry slowly sat down next to Dixon's wheelchair, while Annie interlocked her arms with her mother on the sofa. Mark dropped Dixon's baggage on the ground and took a seat across from Tabitha.
"Now since Dixon's back home," began Harry. "We're going to need to all pitch in -"
"Yes," added Debbie strongly. "I totally agree with Harry. Umm...I already made a schedule on what needs to be done around here." Harry was very suddenly impressed at Debbie's new-found confident attitude, as she handed out schedules to every family member. Dixon smirked at his father as Harry was spell-bounded by Debbie. "Dixon's going to stay in one of the bedrooms down here, of course. Unless you want to carry him upstairs, Mark? You boys can stay in his room."
"Don't worry Deb," assured Mark. "Annie can carry him." Annie thinned her eyes at her brother. Dixon softly chuckled.
"A nurse from the hospital is going to drop by everyday around this time to make sure you are taking the right vitamins and whatnot, Dixon," added Debbie. "Oh, I completely forgot...and since I am signing the lease to my new studio tomorrow, I need someone to stay home to let the nurse in. So, who's up for that?"
"I'll think I'll still be here, Debbie," said Tabitha.
"Wait, what?" muttered Annie, staring at her mother blankly. "A studio? In Beverly Hills?" Debbie nodded her head.
"Are you moving back, Deb?" asked Harry eagerly. Debbie smiled reassuringly.
"Well you know, I figured," began Debbie. "With what's going on..I need to be here. My family's here. And so can my career." Annie smiled happily. "Plus, I am so done paying for two house mortgages." Annie chuckled. "After talking to Tabitha, she also thinks it's a very good idea if I stay here for a while." Tabitha winked at Debbie.
"You talked to my mother about this?" asked Harry, perplexed. Debbie and Tabitha exchanged assuring glances. "When did this happen?"
"When you were drooling all over her the other day," spat Tabitha. Harry was flushed, while Debbie smiled bashfully.
"Well you're always welcome here, Debbie, you know that," added Harry sweetly. "This is still our home."
"I had my time in Paris," muttered Debbie.
"Oh my God, mom!" happily whispered Annie, hugging Debbie. Dixon reached his arm out to his mother's and smiled happily. "I'm..I'm really happy for you mom. Besides, you have no idea how much Dixon and I miss your annual back-to-school dinner! I can't wait to go back to school now."
"May I add something of my own into this back-to-school dinner before I leave for Vermont?" asked Mark. "How about some Mark Holland gourmet tacos?"
"Now those sound delicious," murmured Tabitha.
"Don't tell me you're moving back, too, mom?" asked Harry jokingly, focusing everyone's attention to Tabitha.
"Actually," answered Tabitha. "I have to go back to Vegas to shoot my sitcom for a while. Till then, I still have my house in Beverly Hills if you want to use it. I'm actually going to stay at my house for a while before I leave for Vegas. Virginia wants to catch up on what I've been doing. You guys are welcome to stay at my house."
"I think we'll be fine here," said Harry, smiling at his family.
"Yup," added Annie. "We will." Everyone turned their heads around as Dixon attempted to clear his throat.
"I don't even care...what happened to me anymore," breathed Dixon tiredly. Annie wet her lips and immediately thought about Patrick. "I just miss my family." Harry leaned in and kissed Dixon on his forehead, while Debbie squeezed her son's hand gently. "I'm just glad everyone's here." Everyone around the room smiled happily. "It's been a while...you know.."
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Naomi's Penthouse:
Ethan found her standing calmly on her high balcony...wearing nothing but a pure white, silk bathrobe. She wrapped the tiny garment around her thin body as she pressed her light hands against the railings. She had a glass of red wine placed near her, the trace of her red lipstick marked on the edge of the clear glass. She whisked her long, blonde hair to one side, tilting her neck towards the morning sun.
Her California sun-kissed skin sparkled in the New York light.
"It's been a while since I've been out here," muttered Naomi, catching a glimpse of the Manhattan morning.
"You're up early," said Ethan, stepping onto the balcony. He slipped his arms through his shirt and gazed at Naomi.
"My body must still be in Pacific Time Zone," scoffed Naomi. He was bothering her for some reason.
"Do you mind?" asked Ethan, puffing a cigar. The smoke from the cigar engulfed his entire face and sent an odor in her way. Naomi turned her head and gave him a dirty look. She fiercely thinned her eyes and pursed her plump, red lips.
"Of course I mind," Naomi snapped. "Ugh, you're like a chimney, Ethan. Put it out."
"What's with the attitude?" asked Ethan, putting the cigar away. Naomi took a deep breath and placed her hands on her hips.
"Ethan, wake up!" she scolded. "We slept together, again!" Ethan glanced away. "Doesn't it bother you at all!? We have two people who love us, waiting for us back at home! I have Jordan and...and Holly is my friend. And I don't do this to my friends. Oh, and Rachel...oh man..she is going to kill me! I'm gonna let her down. She's gonna fire me!" She pressed her head against her head. "Oh my God..."
"Okay, I admit," responded Ethan. "We've gotten carried away for the past couple of days. I know we've been irresponsible, but where is all of this coming from?"
"I am never going to change, am I?" murmured Naomi. She was beginning to break down. "I'm going to continue to ruin every relationship I get myself into." Ethan took a hold of Naomi and calmed her down. "What's wrong with me, Ethan? I'm a mess."
"Nothing's wrong with you, Naomi," whispered Ethan, embracing her. "Nothing's wrong with you at all."
"Then why do I feel this way?" wept Naomi.
Wilson Residence:
Annie sat comfortably on the couch, picking up her legs off the ground. She gazed sweetly at her brother, Dixon, who joyously stared back at her. They spent their time watching old cartoons they used to view as children. Annie lowered the volume as she focused her attention on Dixon.
"Well that was relaxing," breathed Annie. "I can't remember the last time I watched cartoons and just sat on the couch. What's on your mind, bro?"
"Silver told me you're canceling your Paris book tour," whispered Dixon to Annie. Annie nervously bit her lips and took a deep breath. "And Mark said you're moving back to Beverly Hills. Annie, you don't have to do -"
"Yes," interrupted Annie calmly. "Yes, Dixon...I have to. You're my brother. And you will always come first before any book tour-"
"I'm the one who's supposed to be watching your back," muttered Dixon. Annie scoffed.
"And who's supposed to be watching yours?" added Annie sweetly. Dixon remained silent and took a deep, tiring breath.
"Thanks, Annie," Dixon murmured, forming a small smile on his tired face. "And I really mean it." Annie looked at him for an explanation. "I'm always getting myself into these kinds of situations...and you're always there for me when I wake up. You always have my back."
"These past six years have not been the easiest for me either, Dixon," confessed Annie. "You know that. First with the hit-and-run, then Jasper, oh God - Patrick, my Liam drama, and now my book..all my drama..you name it..you've never turned your back on me. Ever." Annie cleared her throat and brushed away her tears. "And I am so glad you're home now, because I don't think I could have handled you being in that hospital anymore."
"You're my sister," stated Dixon, reaching for her hand. "I will always love you for who you are. I told you from the very beginning that we're in this together. You're my best friend, Annie." Annie happily smiled back at Dixon.
"Good to know," replied Annie sweetly.
"Speaking of Liam," muttered Dixon. "Where is he?"
"Oh, Dixon," Annie whispered, shaking her head. "Not now."
Silver's Apartment:
Silver rushed out of her bathroom and placed herself in front of a grimy mirror. Teddy sat comfortably on her bed, slipping his feet in his socks.
"I'm worried about Adrianna," murmured Teddy, slipping his feet into his shoes. "Have you heard anything back from her or anyone? She hasn't been returning any of my calls."
"She hasn't been returning mine or Annie's. But you know what's weird, Ade's mom called me the other day," began Silver. "She said Ade was home."
"Maybe she's alright after all," said Teddy. Silver turned herself around to face him.
"But I know what I heard Teddy, and what I heard on the phone was Adrianna screaming and cars screeching and other voices in the background," stated Silver strongly. "Something happened. I can feel it."
"Let's just hope for the best," said Teddy. "If her mom says she's okay, then we should believe her."
"It's not like Adrianna to just not return my calls like this," added Silver, worried. "She's keeping something from me..."
Beverly Hills Jail and Police Department:
Navid sat straight up behind the glass window, as he held the phone close to his ear. Liam as well was eager to see Navid. Today Liam was scheduled for his second arraignment and apparently Teddy's lawyers were able to recapture some footage to prove Liam's innocence.
"Today's a big day, man," muttered Navid on the phone. "Today's the day we get your ass out of that orange jumpsuit and put Campbell in one."
"I'm hearing you, man," replied Liam. "I can't take it in here anymore. It's like the walls are closing in on me."
"Don't worry, Liam," reassured Navid. "Campbell's going down in court today." Liam grinned. "You know what's weird though, he hasn't been around recently. I've gotten used to his annoying ass."
"I think it's better that he's gone," began Liam darkly. "Because when I do get out of here, I'm going after him."
"Liam," murmured Navid. "Whoa there..."
"He put me through hell," explained Liam, breathing heavily.. "He put Annie through hell."
"Well at least we know he's going there," added Navid. Liam gulped as he tightly clenched his fists.
Adrianna's House:
Her wide curtains hid the sun's rays from entering her bedroom. The dimly lit candles formed her silhouette against her wall and filled the room with some form of serenity.
She couldn't move her body around her mattress. She lay still on her bed, her head laying gently on her pillow and her arms wrapped loosely around her body.
She had aggressive cuts all over her arms and her legs, forcing her to wince every now and then. She had a deep cut on the bottom of her thick lip, and small gashes across her long face.
Her phone machine received a call from a music producer: "Adrianna? Hey! It's Roger, from the Spencer Blaine Tribute Concert! Your song is a hit! And everyone is wondering if you're still on board with this tour? I really need to hear from you or Dixon soon or else we're going to have to cancel this thing! I really hope we don't, cause we're spending a lot of money on this..."
"Don't count on it, Roger," murmured Adrianna, a tear rolling down from her eyes.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Adrianna!" called Constance Tate-Duncan from the hallway. "Erin is calling again? What do you want me to say?"
"Just...umm...make something up, mom," replied Adrianna tiredly. "Tell her I'm tired. I can't talk on the phone right now, I have a major headache."
"It's been almost a week, Adrianna," stated Constance. "You need to get out of your room! Your friends are wondering where you are, the phone has been going off with the music tour, and I have a lot of expensive recruiters on the line for new movie roles. Get up, Adrianna!"
Adrianna slowly took a deep breath and painfully shut her eyes.
Silver's Apartment:
"She didn't pick up," muttered Silver. "Her mom said she's busy with working on a new film." Teddy shrugged his shoulders. "Teddy, she can't be working on a new movie when she's supposed to be prepping for her music tour."
"Just try again later," suggested Teddy. "You have so many things to be thinking about right now, Silver. Let's focus on one thing at a time."
"I'm a little nervous here, Teddy," confessed Silver, putting on her shoes. "I'm not gonna lie to you..."
"Why?" asked Teddy.
"Besides Ade, this is my last appointment with my doctor before we start my chemo," explained Silver, taking a deep breath. "Like, this is it for me. No turning back."
"Exactly," said Teddy. "...No turning back..only looking forward."
"No turning back," muttered Silver.
Naomi's Penthouse:
"You're gonna go?" asked Naomi, following Ethan back into her wide penthouse.
"Naomi," began Ethan. "That's the only way things between us is gonna stop...and whatever it is you're feeling at the moment." Naomi gulped. "This is all my fault...I should have known better. I should have kept my distance from you." Ethan gazed at her. "I should have never pressured you into doing anything with me."
"It's not entirely your fault, Ethan," muttered Naomi, combing her hair behind her ear. "I chose to sleep with you.."
"Old flames are just hard to extinguish, huh?" chuckled Ethan.
"I guess so," whispered Naomi. "Ethan, where are you going?"
"I'm meeting Holly in Hawaii," answered Ethan. "I guess..the reason why I stayed so long..was cause I was running away from something." Naomi had a perplexed look on her face. "Naomi, I haven't spoken to Holly in about a week. I haven't been returning any of her calls. I guess you can say my priorities have been out of place lately."
"Yeah, well we have that in common," confessed Naomi. "I've been distant from everyone, especially Jordan, since I've gotten here. You're the closest thing I have to home." Ethan laid his eyes on her. "It's hard, you know? I love Jordan, don't get me wrong." Naomi took a deep breath. "But I can't help that I'm still in love with Max."
"What are you gonna do?" asked Ethan.
"I don't even know," answered Naomi truthfully. "I'm flying to LA this afternoon. I have to take care of some stuff at CU before school starts again. Rachel insists that I do it over the phone, but honestly, I really need to get away from New York for a while." Naomi shut her eyes. "I thought taking Rachel's offer and moving to New York was the best decision for me. I thought I was taking care of my best interest when I decided to move out here, Ethan." Naomi brushed her hair away from her eyes.
"But?" said Ethan.
"It doesn't feel right anymore," continued Naomi. "It never felt right. I'm not doing this for the right reasons." She gulped. "I've been running away from my problems with Max. I thought if I was busy all the time, I wouldn't have to think about him at all. But ever since I've been here, he's all I can think about!" She shot up from her seat. "I can't get him out of my head! I keep feeling like I should have done something to save our marriage. The biggest regret I carry with me everyday is giving up on the possibility that I could have a real, genuine family with a man that I love. Max and I agreed that we were too young to be together and that we needed to grow as individuals and I agreed to it."
"Naomi," Ethan muttered.
"My family was screwed up," spat Naomi. "I swore I was never going to end up like any of them, but yet here I am. Doing what I do best. Screwing up my relationships. Why is it so hard to tell someone how you feel?"
"Because you're scared of how he's gonna react...Telling the truth shouldn't be hard if you love that person...personally..I need to end things with Holly before I make decisions that I'm going to regret," muttered Ethan desperately. "...growing up sucks, huh?"
"Just a little bit," added Naomi. "Everything seemed easier in high school."
"You can say that again," Ethan chuckled. He began to make his way oudoors door."..But before I go, I just want to let you know..it's been really good seeing you Naomi."
"You too," she confessed. "Besides the fact that I'm a mess right now and I barely reach out to you..you're still an important person in my life. And I need you to know that." Ethan smiled warmly. "I know what we did over the past couple of days was wrong and totally irresponsible, and I know that. But the only thing I won't regret is the patience and understanding you've given to me."
"Naomi," whispered Ethan.
"No, Ethan," Naomi began. "When my parents were getting a divorce during our sophomore year...you were there for me. You gave me comfort and hope that one day someone will love me and that could be enough." Naomi's voice began to tremble. "And when I met Max, I fell in love with him and he gave me hope that our love for one another could triumph anything. That we could conquer the world together." Naomi sniffled. "We did. For a while. And then I don't know what happened to us." A tear fell down her rosy cheek. "..And you're here again, helping me through my divorce -"
"If there's anything I know about you, it is that the Naomi Clark I know is not a quitter," said Ethan. "Don't tell me you're quitting on your relationship with Max. You are better than that, Naomi and you know it." Naomi stared at Ethan. "Save your marriage, Naomi."
"Why should I?" asked Naomi.
"Because no one else in this entire universe is going to make you feel loved besides Max Miller," explained Ethan. "And you know you can't fill that void you have in your heart with work, me, and other distractions unless you fix your issues with him. Go back to Beverly Hills, Naomi. Do what you know you have to do."
"Everything's just so complicated," stammered Naomi. "I don't know what else to give him. I did everything to try and make him happy."
"Just love him, Naomi," interjected Ethan. "That should be enough. Maybe that's what he needed all along."
Beverly Hills Hospital:
Silver and Teddy sat coldly in front of the doctor's desk.
"The goal of breast cancer surgery is to remove the tumor itself and a portion of surrounding normal tissue, while conserving as much of the breast as possible," said the doctor. "Now Erin, we talked about your options -"
"I know, doctor," replied Silver strongly. "That's what we talked about. And I know my options. We already discussed it. And I want a lumpectomy."
"What kind of surgery is this, doc?" asked Teddy.
"Well, a lumpectomy is also referred to as breast-conserving therapy," began the doctor. "The surgeon removes the cancerous area and a surrounding margin of normal tissue. A second incision may be made in order to remove the lymph nodes. This treatment aims to maintain a normal breast appearance when the surgery is over."
"And after?" asked Teddy. Silver glared at Teddy. "I just want to make sure."
"After the lumpectomy, a course of radiation therapy is usually used to treat the remaining breast tissue. The majority of women who have small, early-stage breast cancers are excellent candidates for this treatment approach," answered the doctor. The doctor smiled hopefully at Silver. "And Erin is an excellent candidate."
"How about chemo?" asked Teddy. "Is she going to have to go through that?"
"We've already talked about this, Teddy," gritted Silver.
"It's okay, Erin. Sometimes chemotherapy or hormone therapy can shrink a large tumor first to allow the doctor to perform a lumpectomy," answered the doctor. "If I'm correct, Erin decided to go through chemo first and then have the surgery with a follow up radiation treatment. Don't worry, Mr. Montgomery. If everything will go as planned, then Erin definitely has a chance of beating this thing."
Adrianna's Residence:
Navid slowly opened her bedroom door, slipping his head through the small cracks. His eyes wandered around the dimmed room. There were various candles placed around her bedroom, the scent of lavender filling his senses.
"Ade?" Navid called quietly. He stepped in her bedroom and slowly shut the door behind him. "Adrianna? You're mom let me in."
She lay still on her bed. With her arms wrapped around her knees, she turned her back against him.
"What are you doing here Navid?" she asked tiredly.
"I came to see my girlfriend," answered Navid, confused. "I got worried when she didn't return my calls. My parents flew back to Switzerland this morning. I thought you wanted to say bye to my mom -"
"I'm sorry," muttered Adrianna. "It must have slipped my mind or something."
"Adrianna," whispered Navid. "What's going on? Ade, look at me." Adrianna took a deep breath and shut her eyes. "Ade, what is it?" Navid slowly made his way around her bed. "...Do you have a pimple? You know I love popping them for you-"
"No, Navid," she interjected. "I'm...not feeling well."
"Why can't you look at me?" asked Navid. "Ade?"
"Please, Navid," she begged desperately. "Just go."
"No, Ade," responded Navid. "I am not leaving till you tell me what's going on. And you know how resiliant I can be. I can stand here for days -"
Adrianna slowly turned her head around and combed her long, unbrushed brown hair behind her ear, revealing the large bruises that engulfed her tortured eyes and cuts on her beautiful porcelain face. She breathed slowly as Navid gently extended his arms towards her.
"Oh my God," muttered Navid, running his hands down her arms.
"Don't," Adrianna began. "Don't worry about me..."
"What are you talking about, Ade?" spat Navid worriedly. "What the hell happened? Does your mom know about this?"
"I just...umm...I just - I just fell down the stairs," explained Adrianna softly. She gulped and gazed away. She couldn't stand lying to Navid. "You know how off balanced I've been ever since I hurt my foot." She forced a smile on her tired face.
"Have you gone to the doctor yet?" asked Navid. "I'll take you now..."
"I'll be fine, Navid," replied Adrianna, holding his hands calmly. "Money's tight around here, and going to the hospital is just going to burn my mom's pocket. I just need to get some rest." Navid looked intently at her face. "Thank you for coming to see me though." She ran her hand down his soft face. "That was very nice of you."
"I'm guessing you're not going to Liam's hearing today then?" asked Navid. Adrianna took a deep breath. "...you just get some rest, Ade. I'll be thinking about you." Adrianna smiled sweetly as he pressed his lips on her forehead. "I'll come by right after. I promise. We'll watch some old movies and eat some buttered popcorn flavor jelly beans..the one you like."
"I'd like that a lot," muttered Adrianna.
Adrianna knew if she told Navid what really happened, he would have gone after Campbell right away. She didn't want Navid to get hurt. After what the Cronos society did to her, she wanted Navid far away from them as much as possible.
Silver's Apartment:
Silver and Teddy decided to stop by her apartment before Liam's hearing was in session.
Silver dropped her belongings on her bed and placed her schedule for chemotherapy on the table.
"I'm just glad Liam's finally going to get out of that place," muttered Teddy, sitting comfortably on her bed. "The evidence we have is strong enough to take Campbell and the rest of his Cronos society down. There's no denying that."
"You have been a really good friend these past couple of weeks, Teddy," said Silver, smiling. "Not just to me, but to all of us." Teddy exhaled slowly. "I guess sometimes I forget to thank you and appreciate you."
"Don't sweat it, Silver," he said to her. "You guys are my family."
"Well if I haven't mentioned it already...," began Silver. "There's no one else I would rather have here with me than you...and I really mean that."
"That's good to know," replied Teddy. Knock. Knock. Knock.
Silver swung the door wide open and found Naomi standing on her doorstep with a worried look on her face.
"Naomi?" muttered Silver, very surprised. "Naomi!"
"Oh my God!" said Naomi, dragging her words. "Finally! People I know!" She strutted quickly inside the small apartment. "Where is everyone? Ade's not at my house? Liam's not at Offshore? Apparently Annie's back in town but she's not at her house? What's going on?"
"Naomi, where have you been?" asked Silver, leaning against her door. "All of us has been trying to reach you. Where did you go?"
"I took a job offer in New York," explained Naomi.
"New York?" repeated Teddy.
"When did this happen?" said Silver. "Why wouldn't you tell us about this?"
"...Rachel must have blocked you guys off of my phone somehow, because I haven't gotten any messages from you guys," said Naomi. "When I was in Washington D.C., she called me and asked me to take the job. It was very in the spur of the moment." Naomi looked around the apartment.
"Have you told Jordan?" asked Silver.
"I was hoping to run into him while I was in town," mentioned Naomi. Her focus suddenly changed. "...Wait, what's going on here? Teddy, why are you in Beverly Hills?" Teddy looked at Silver for help. Naomi stumbled upon Silver's chemotherapy schedule and held it delicately in her hands.
"Naomi," muttered Silver. Naomi reread every word that was on the paper.
"Silver," whispered Naomi, her voice breaking. "Is..is this... is this real? You have cancer?" Silver held on to a light-headed Naomi. "This can't be happening. You're young. You're beautiful. This can't be happening to you now, you're only 20 years old. How's this even possible."
"Naomi," said Silver.
"Oh my God. You're going to be bald," muttered Naomi subtly. Silver chuckled as she hugged her best friend.
"I am," answered Silver. She whisked away Naomi's tears as Teddy stepped outside to answer a phone call. "Michaela also lost the baby. It was a miscarriage. The doctor said it happens all the time." Silver's eyes was full of tears. "But it's okay. I think I'm giving myself some time to heal. I know I have to focus on what's happening in my life right now. I have cancer, Naomi. And it's going to suck. Really, really bad. After my chemo I'm gonna get a surgery to remove this tumor." Naomi took a deep breath. "But it's okay. Cause over the past couple of weeks, I've learned that I'm not going through this fight by myself. I have my friends with me. I have you with me."
"Well don't you worry about a thing, Sil," spat Naomi. "You're going to be the hottest, baldest, cancer survivor to ever step on planet Naomi." Silver laughed softly. "Unless you want a wig, because I can totally get that for you."
Naomi and Silver laughed softly as they embraced each other tightly.
"Are you scared?" asked Naomi.
"...I'm scared I'm going to miss it all," muttered Silver, her voice breaking. "My life. My future. My friends."
"You're not going to miss anything, Sil," replied Naomi strongly. "If you're sorry ass goes anywhere before I say so, we are no longer best friends..." Naomi wrapped her arms around Silver once again. "Everything's going to be fine."
The door opened behind them, and Teddy strolled in smoothly.
"Are you guys ready?" asked Teddy. "Liam's hearing is about to take place in a few minutes. We have to go now if we want to make it."
"Liam's hearing?" asked Naomi.
"Naomi," replied Silver. "Liam's in jail."
Beverly Hills Jail and Police Department:
She carefully stepped out of her vehicle and carried her phone up to her ear. She slowly closed the car door behind her as she listened intently to her device.
"You guys are already in there? Is it packed? Is Liam okay?" asked Annie. "Make sure Dixon's okay, Mark. I just got here. I'm on my way." As she threw her phone away in her purse, a large man stopped her dead in her tracks.
"Annie," Patrick muttered sternly. Annie almost fell back as she stood face to face with the man who was responsible for Dixon's current condition. "How are you?" He painted a sly grin across his tortured face. Annie thinned her eyes angrily.
"What the hell are you doing here, Patrick?" spat Annie aggressively.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing," chuckled Patrick. Annie was confused.
"You want to know how I'm doing?" Annie repeated angrily. "Are you kidding?"
"Annie, all you have to do is turn yourself in," interjected Patrick. "Tell the press that it was a lie. Your whole book was fake."
"That's my life, I can't lie about that," gritted Annie. "Patrick, it's the truth."
"You little slut," spat Patrick. "...if you don't do what I say, things are only going to get worse around here."
"Well then," began Annie, crossing her arms. "Bring it on." Patrick was taken back. "You don't scare me, Patrick."
"Don't do this, Annie," muttered Patrick. "You have no idea what I'm capable of doing..."
"I'll be ready," responded Annie strongly, walking past by him.
Author's Note: REVISED CHAPTER