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Chapter 4 Buy Me A New Life

Brenda looked out the window as David drove to the club. He looked over at her, he knew she was crying but trying hard to hide it.

"I suppose you don't want to talk about?" David said sweetly.

"No, you wouldn't understand anyway." Brenda voice cracked.

"Try me." David looked over at her quickly before putting his eyes back on the road.

"David…I really appreciate you taking me away and being here for me and honestly when I am ready to tell you…I will but not right now." Brenda said as looked over at him.

David nodded as he pulled into the parking lot. They both got out of the car and Brenda met him at the back of it. "Well ok…the least I can do is show you some fun. I don't think they will mind if I replay one of my shows from a few months ago. What do you say?"

Brenda forced a smile, "Thanks." David held out his hand and led her to the opening of the club. Brenda flashed her ID and followed him inside. She looked around and walked straight to the bar.

"Brenda…what can I get you?" Noah said with a smile.

"Rum and coke and…" Brenda looked at David.

"Same" David smiled.

"Oh hey Noah?" Noah looked up from making the drinks, "2 shots of Patrón."

"Tequila? To kill ya. Brenda you don't seem like a big drinker." David looked at her as he raised his eyebrow.

Noah set two shots with a lime and both cocktails on the bar.

"I don't normally but tonight, I do." Brenda handed a shot over to David.

David smiled and shook his head. Brenda lifted her shot glass and held it up to David, "Cheers."

"Cheers." Both of them shot back the tequila as they held the lime in the other hand. Both made a horrid face as they bit down on the lime. Brenda shook her head lightly and grabbed her rum and coke and turned away from the bar.

"Bren…about Dylan."

"Nope." Brenda shook her head, "I don't want to talk about Dylan. We had a fight and I thought you said you were going to show me a good time." Brenda smiled and lifted an eyebrow.

"Alright." David put up his hands in defeat, "You actress types…are you always this bossy?" David joked.

"Damn straight." Brenda nodded her head as she sipped her rum and coke.

"Look." David pointed across the room, "There is a table."

Brenda followed him to the table and sat down. "I'll be back, let me start the show and I'll come right back."

Brenda smiled and watched David head down the few steps, her smile faded as she thought about Dylan. She hated to not be around when he was using, she was always scared he would need her or do too much. She eyed her purse on the table and went to grab her phone. She pulled back her hand and looked down. No she told herself, she was not calling. Instead she picked up her drink again and took a sip. She hadn't enjoyed a cocktail in years. She never drank in front of Dylan, never…she was going to enjoy herself and if Dylan could drown himself for six months about the bad stuff then so could she, even if it was just for one night, one night of not cleaning up his mess, worrying about him, loving him no matter what, she was free. Brenda was going to be 24 years old and she felt 40 inside. She had talked to interventionists and therapist and they all called her an enabler, they said she always made excuses for him and was there for him. They all said the same thing, use tough love and Brenda never could. Brenda looked up and looked around. She noticed Steve sneak up beside her and slid in the seat.

"Hey Bren. You here alone?" Steve looked at her confused.

"No…I am with David, he'll be back."

Steve nodded, "This place is great." Brenda said as she people watched.

"Yeah…its fun, it's great to come for a drink, dance, meet people. Not that you can but…Where is Dylan anyway?" Steve looked around.

"He didn't come, he was still pretty jetlagged, wasn't feeling so hot."

David walked over to the table and grabbed a chair from the next table over.

"Steve." Brenda set down her drink, "Get us two more shots of Patrón and whatever you want, Silver here is dancing with me." Brenda got up throwing a fifty down on the table and holding out her hand.

David laughed, "You still can dance can't you?" Brenda raised her eyebrow at him.

"Yeah." David said very matter of fact.

"Well ok, then come on."

Steve looked down at the fifty and smiled, "If you're buying I am flying."

Donna and Kelly walked in and scoped the room. Donna saw Brenda and David dancing, she smiled, "Look there is Brenda, she looks like she is having a good time."

Kelly sighed and crossed her arms, "Yeah."

"Kelly what's going on with you? Don't tell me you still have feelings for Dylan?" Donna gave her a look. "Remember you weren't in love with Dylan."

"I am not in love with Dylan. It was just weird seeing them again I guess."

"Brenda is our friend and I think it's amazing that they are happy and together. I am glad she is back."

Kelly looked at Donna, she knew she was right; she could always count on Donna to tell her how it was and snap her out of it. "I know." Kelly playfully rolled her eyes.

"Ok well stop, your being weird and obvious."

Kelly breathed out, "It's just weird I guess, the last time Dylan was here…"

"He was marrying someone else." Donna interrupted. "And you almost married someone too. Or is it out of sight out of mind?"

Kelly looked at her, "Him being here makes me nervous, I never could understand him."

"I know but Bren could, maybe there was a reason he never opened up to you like he did her…look there is Steve." Donna grabbed Kelly's hand and dragged her to the table.

"You still got it Silver." Brenda smiled as she moved closer to David.

"You're not so bad yourself…hey remember that dance contest we won at the freshman pool party?"

Brenda laughed, "Hell yes, we had the moves." Brenda swayed her hips to the music.

"Yep…I have to admit, no one could freak like you. Shhhh don't tell Donna."

"Your secret is safe with me." Brenda stopped for a second as the next song began to play.

The song started…'Getting jiggy with it'. "Nice" Brenda said as she began to dance again.

"The mantra of 1998." David joked. Brenda laughed as he wrapped his arms around her waist as he moved his hips with hers. Brenda dropped her shoulders one at a time as she moved her pelvis against his. The song ended as Brenda looked at David and backed away from his embrace. The next song came on. They stared at each other as it began to play.

"I love Everclear." David said as he grabbed her again and began slow dancing with her.

She thought about her life, she thought about how much she loved Dylan and how happy things used to be. She listened to the words of the song.

They might think you think you're happyYeah maybe for a minute or twoThey cant make you laughNo they cant make you feel the way that I doI will buy you a gardenWhere your flowers can bloomI will buy you a new carPerfect shinny and newI will buy you that big houseWay up in the west hillsI will buy you a new life

Brenda looked up and saw the look he was giving her. It was obvious and it scared her. Was she sick of this life? Could she cut Dylan out? They had been through so much, more than anyone even knew about. She looked down as the song continued. "David." she breathed out.

"Yeah." David continued to look down at her.

Brenda nervously moved away from his touch, "I'm thirsty…let's go take those shots." Brenda played off the awkward moment and pulled him off the dance floor. She went and joined the gang and sat next to Donna.

"Hey Don…Kel." Brenda smiled.

"I see you didn't get Dylan to dance but you can always count on David." Donna smiled at them.

"Yep you're right; David is still a great dancer." Brenda sipped her cocktail.

"Where's Dylan?" Donna asked looking around.

"Party pooper stayed home, he wasn't feeling good." Brenda said quickly. "David." Brenda handed him the second shot of Patrón.

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"I hope you guys aren't driving." Kelly said as she smiled at the two shoot back the shot and bite on the lime.

"Nah, we can cab it, right Dave?"

"I think I am going to have to." David shook his head as he felt the Patrón warm his insides.

"Oh my God I love this song." Brenda said as the Cranberries Linger started to play. "Take me back to high school days David." Brenda got up pulling him on the dance floor.

The gang smiled and watched the two move back to the dance floor. "That sucks Dylan couldn't come." Steve said as he sipped his beer.

"Yeah, I wonder what's wrong but then again you know Dylan." Kelly said nonchalantly.

"Woah." Steve said as he looked down at David and Brenda, "Is it my imagination or are they close?"

Donna and Kelly looked down at the dance floor, they smirked at each other, and looked back. David and Brenda were dancing close. "What about Dylan?" Donna said confused.

"Their just dancing." Kelly said not reading into it too much.

"Well guess someone is feeling better, we'll see if he thinks they are just dancing." Steve said as he noticed Dylan walk in.

Dylan scanned the room and quickly found the gang at the table. He walked over with his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.

"You look like shit dude." Steve said as he looked him up and down.

"Thanks Steve." Dylan said sarcastically. "Where's Bren?" Dylan said picking the rum and coke off the table and downing it.

"She was around here somewhere." Kelly played it off, "Maybe the bathroom." Kelly lied.

Dylan looked up and saw them. "Have they been dancing the whole night?" Dylan asked.

"I don't know." Steve shrugged it off.

Dylan stared down at them. He noticed how close David was holding her. Brenda cuddled into his shoulder, the side of Brenda's head resting against David's jaw.

"Three shots of tequila." the waitress came and began to set them on the table. Dylan tossed a 100 dollar bill her way and took all three shots, one after the other.

Kelly, Donna and Steve looked at Dylan. They could see the anger building. "Dylan…they are just dancing." Donna spoke up.

"Don't tell her I was here." Dylan mumbled as he took the last swig of David's drink. As he left the gang looked at each other.

After a few dances Brenda and David returned to the table with smiles on their faces. The gang sat quiet as the uncomfortable silence grew.

"Ok…I'm officially drunk." Brenda said nodding her head.

"Me too." mumbled David.

"What's wrong? Why the long faces?" Brenda said taking notice of everyone's weird expressions.

Kelly looked back and forth between everyone. "Bren, come to the bathroom with me."

Brenda shrugged, "Sure."

Brenda walked into the bathroom and walked over to the mirror as Kelly stood back.

"God…what sweating and tequila will do to a girl's make up." Brenda smiled as she rubbed under her eyes. She stopped and looked at Kelly in the mirror, "What you don't have to pee?"

"Bren…I saw you dancing with David." Kelly stepped closer to her.

"So." Brenda turned to face her leaning her butt against the sink.

"So did Dylan." Kelly said nervously.

"Dylan was here?" Brenda looked at her intently.

Kelly nodded her head.

"We were just dancing." Brenda shrugged it off.

"Well I know that…we all know that but I don't think he knew that."

"Why did he say something?" Brenda looked down before meeting her gaze again.

"No…he just was staring at you guys and then he left…he told us not to tell you he was here."

Brenda took a deep breath and exhaled. Brenda smiled, "You're enjoying this aren't you?" Brenda said without thinking, guess alcohol made her brave.

"No…Bren…it's not like that I just thought maybe you would want to explain to him."

"It's not like that? Kelly, you have been rolling your eyes and giving me the stink eye since you saw us. We might not be the best friends we were at one time, but I know you."

"No I know…I have but it's not like that I don't have feelings for Dylan."

"Kel, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. You're right, thank you for telling me." Brenda did not want to get into a talk with Kelly in the girls bathroom of a bar. Obviously they had some stuff to work out but this wasn't the place.

Kelly nodded, "I should probably go." Brenda said looking down.

"Yeah" Kelly agreed.

Brenda and David paid the cab driver and walked up to the front porch. Brenda stopped and looked at David, "Look David, thanks for taking me with you and skipping out on your show to show me a good time."

"No problem." David smiled.

Brenda nodded as she watched David stick his key in the front door and pushed it open allowing Brenda to go in first.

Brenda looked back at David and smiled at him. "Goodnight." she said softly.

"Night." David looked down, why was he so drawn to her? He had known her for a long time. Well he was always drawn to her but being with Donna he just didn't think about it. Now looking at her, she was pretty, she was smart and funny, she had something in her eyes and he couldn't put his finger on it. The way she smelled and moved. David took a deep breath as he shook his head, he knew he was not suppose to be feeling the feelings he was having and thinking the things he was thinking.

Brenda opened the door to the bedroom and saw Dylan lying on his back. She sighed and kicked off her heels and tossed her purse down. She kneeled down on the bed and looked down at him. "Dylan." she whispered.

"Dylan?" she said a bit louder as she shook him lightly.

Brenda looked at him; she looked at his chest and watched his swallow breathing.

"Dylan." she said louder, shaking him harder. She got nothing. She leaned over him as she gently slapped the side of his face, "Dylan…wake up."

She moved her leg and noticed the empty baggie on the bed. She began to breathe heavily as her lungs felt restricted. She started to shake him harder, smacking him and calling his name.

"David!" she yelled.

David rushed in and found Brenda in tears, "What…what's wrong?"

"He isn't waking up." Brenda cried.

David looked down at the empty bag in Brenda's hand, "Go call 911." David rushed to his side and checked his pulse, he felt one, "Dylan...Dylan man wake up." David hit him a couple times as Dylan started to move. "Bren." David called her back.

"What?" Dylan grumbled as he pulled his arm back forcefully. "I'm sleeping." He said moving to his side without acknowledging their presence.

Brenda covered her mouth and cried in relief. She thought he was dead.

David sat in shock as he looked at Brenda. Brenda dragged her body down the wall falling to the floor. She pulled her knees to her chest, resting her head to them and sobbed.

Eeeek…drama…drama…drama .Who still loves Dylan? I do I do lol I know I have problems. Ok so I told you it was ugly. Are you guys still with me? Anyway I hope so, please review. Next…Brenda will finally open up...very emotional very juicey and soooo sad. You know what to do.