Ok guys here is the next chapter, I am really happy you guys seem to like reading this story as much as I enjoy writing it. I promise the secret regarding London will be in the next chapter which I am working on. It will be a pretty emotional chapter so beware. But as for this one. There may be a couple parts leaving you with your mouth dropped open and thats the idea lol. I just wanted to send a warning out for some language at the end. Ok well here it is. enjoy.

Chapter 6 Tough Love

Brenda sat on David's couch nervously bouncing her leg. She brought her hand up and started biting her nails. She lifted her wrist to check her watch and she sighed.

"Something happened to him…I know it, no matter how messed up he is, he would never just disappear." Brenda said bringing her finger out of her mouth.

"Dylan? Yeah Bren…he is the king of prompt." David rolled his eyes.

"He's changed, he's different." Brenda looked down.

David looked at her, "You're making excuses again."

Brenda bit the inside of her cheek and didn't respond to David comment. "Well let's do something; can't we call the police of something, should I call the hospitals?"

"The police wont do anything until he has been missing longer, I guess we can call the hospitals." David shrugged.

"Well I have to do something." Brenda got up as the phone rang.

David jumped at the sound of it, "Hello?"

"David man…its Dylan."

"Dylan, where are you? Brenda and I have been up since 3:30 this morning wondering if you were alive or dead."

"Look Silver, please say Brenda is there."

"Where are you?"

"David…I swear to God…put Bren on."

David sighed and rolled his eyes and handed over the phone.

"Dylan." Brenda breathed out relieved, "Where are you?"

"Brenda…I need you to do me a big favor, listen to me."

"Where are you?" Brenda said sternly.

"I'm in jail Bren. Look I don't have a lot of time, get my checkbook out of the bedroom, come down and bail me out."

"You got arrested? For what?" Brenda looked at David.

"Possession, please Bren, I will go to rehab, I will do whatever you want but please don't make me come down in here…please." Dylan sounded desperate.

"Dylan, how much is the bail? They aren't going to let me just write a check for you out of your check book."

"You're on the account Bren."

"I am?" Brenda was shocked.

"Brenda please. I'm not going to make it in here, please."

"Ok, I'm leaving now." Brenda rushed.

"Bren?" Brenda moved the phone back to her ear, "I love you."

Brenda closed her eyes and sighed turning away from David, "I love you too."

Brenda handed David the phone as she hurried into the bedroom, Brenda grabbed a pair of jeans and began to throw them on, "David can you drive me?"

David walked and leaned against the door frame, "No."

Brenda looked up from buttoning her pants, "What?"

"I think you should leave him there." David crossed his arms.

"Leave him in jail, no way." Brenda turned ignoring him and searching for Dylan's check book.

"Tough love Bren, you want my help, that's me helping you." David was stern with his decision.

Brenda turned around and sighed, "David…I know what you're saying but I'm not leaving Dylan in jail, I wouldn't leave any of my friends in jail. I have been there, it sucks and coming off heroine in jail must be excruciating. When I got arrested in college, he didn't even think twice in coming to my rescue and we weren't even together."

Brenda turned her back to him and changed her shirt. "Look you can drive me or I will take a cab but I'm going."

David shook his head, "Leave him there, at least overnight; he has been in there for what 4 hours? Do you want to help him…I mean really help him?"

Brenda plopped down on the bed, "I do." She said softly.

"Well ok then we leave him there. First thing tomorrow we will go down there and bail him out." David changed his tone as he sat next to her on the bed.

They sat quiet for a second and stared at the floor. Brenda knew David was right but the thought of Dylan sitting alone to go through the stuff he had gone through the last time was torture, to Dylan and to Brenda.

"Matt…Kelly's friend. He's a lawyer right? Maybe you can take me to see him and I can ask him what Dylan is looking at in terms of time and sentencing."

David nodded, "That I will do."

Brenda and David walked into the business pavilion. David pointed at Donna's store, "I'll be in there, Matt's office is up the stairs and to the right, Matt Durning."

Brenda nodded as she quickly took the steps two at a time.

"Hey Don." David went in and slouched over the counter.

"What's with you? And was that Brenda who rushed up the steps to Matt's?" Donna said confused.

"You have no idea…I will let her tell you."

Donna look at David concerned, "Is everything ok?"

David looked at her and shook his head.

Brenda finally came to Matt's office as she gently knocked on the door. She forced a smile as she interrupted Kelly and Matt.

"Bren? Hey…what are you doing here?"

"I came to talk to Matt." Brenda said slowly as she walked into his office.

"Matt? Why?" Kelly said being nosey.

"Ah…a legal matter." Brenda tried not to make eye contact with Kelly.

"Sure Brenda…come on in, have a seat." Brenda walked over and took a seat in one of the chairs in front of the desk. Kelly made her way over sitting next to her.

"Ah, can you give us a second?" Brenda said irritated

"Oh…yeah…sure." Kelly said hurt. She slowly got up and started walking toward the door.

Brenda didn't wait until Kelly left, "Dylan was arrested last night."

Kelly froze and turned around, "For what?" she said rudely.

Brenda sighed and looked at the ceiling. Matt gave Kelly a look, "Kel." Matt shook his head.

"Fine." Kelly threw up her hands and left.

"What did he do?" Matt said as he leaned forward resting his arms on his desk.

"They got him for possession; he was arrested early this morning maybe like 3…5 am."

"What did they find on him?" Matt tried to stay professional even though he knew Dylan and Brenda were close friend to the gang he was still pretty newly involved with.

Brenda looked down, "Heroine."

Matt took a deep breath, "Ok…he is looking at 2-4 years and if he got caught with enough then they can charge him with intent to sell, he can be looking at 10 years."

Brenda moved her elbow to the desk and moved her hand across her face. "He called me, he wanted me to come and bail him out."

"I should probably go down there, see what we are looking at." Matt nervously got up grabbing his briefcase.

"Can I come?" Brenda begged.

"Sure." Matt nodded as he opened the door for her and let her out.

**

"Brenda went to post your bail but they aren't going to let you out right away. Your arraignment is scheduled for 3 o'clock and we will go from there." Matt said as he closed his file.

"What or who am I going to have to pay to get out of here now." Dylan leaned over; he was a mess, feening for the drug. His body was sore and he felt nauseous.

"It doesn't work like that Dylan, you had 2 grams of heroine on you, it's a felony, you can be looking at 2-4 years for this. You can't buy your way out of this one." Matt said with little respect for him.

"Dylan leaned over and clenched his jaw, "I'm not going to make in here until 3 o'clock."

"How long have you been using Dylan? When you get out of here, you're going to have to go a rehab."

"I will…but until then I need to get out of here NOW." Dylan hit the table forcibly.

"Alright well I will try." Matt got up and walked toward the door.

"Can I see Bren?" Dylan spoke calmly.

"Yeah, it wasn't easy but I got her in, I'll see if she is back."

Matt opened the door and Brenda rushed in.

"Dylan." She whispered as she threw her arms around is neck. Dylan wrapped his arms tightly around her waist as he closed his eyes feeling her against him. "Are you ok?" Brenda didn't let him go.

Dylan shook is head quickly "No…No I'm not ok."

Brenda leaned out as she placed her hands on the side of his face, "We are going to try and get you out of here. Matt is doing everyth…"

Dylan interrupted, "Bren." he whispered. Dylan looked toward the door which had an officer outside of it. "Listen to me…I need you to do something for me, at home, in my bag, there is a balloon…"

Brenda looked at him in disgust. She slowly backed from his embrace. She shook her head quickly, "Are you kidding me? I'm not doing that." Brenda turned quickly to storm out.

"Brenda." Dylan grabbed her arm hard but Brenda's reflexes were faster than his as she pulled back quickly.

"Don't touch me. I don't know who you are anymore." Brenda shook her head sadly.

"I thought you said you weren't giving up on me, I thought I could count on you." Dylan raised his voice.

Brenda walked close and pointed in his face, "The Dylan I know would never ask me to sneak drugs into jail for him. That's the Dylan I wouldn't give up on, this Dylan is just damn junky." Brenda's lip quivered as she stared at him. She turned around and headed for the door. "I should have let you rot in here." she mumbled as she opened the door.

"Brenda…BRENDA." Dylan yelled.

Brenda looked back one last time. It took all she had not to break down right there but there was something about being back in California that made her want to be the girl she was 5 years ago, the one who didn't take shit from anyone. The one that even though she was madly in love with Dylan she choose to think about herself and stay in London and continue at RADA.

Dylan looked down with tears in his eyes before looking at her again, "I thought it was you and me?"

Brenda shook her head sadly, "Not anymore." Brenda walked through the door and slammed it behind her.

**

David walked through his house, "Bren?" he called out. She didn't answer him but as he looked down the hall he saw clothes flying into the hall. David smirked as he walked closer. He moved in front of the door and dodged a pair of jeans. "Woah…what are you doing?"

Brenda turned to face him. Her eyes were puffy and her face was flushed, "Dylan's arraignment is now and I paid the bail. He has drugs here I am trying to find them."

"You bailed him out?" David said disappointed.

"I know." Brenda raised her voice shaking her head. "I'm done David." she said tearfully. Brenda looked at him with her big eyes, "Will you help me?"

David nodded as he started searching through Dylan's things.

An hour had passed, Brenda and David found two different stashes of heroine. Her and David flushed them and managed to pack up all his stuff.

"Alright let's get this on the porch so we can get out of here before Dylan get's here." Brenda said as she dragged on of Dylan's bags into the living room.

"Too late." grumbled Dylan as he walked in higher than a kite. "So what is this Bren, kicking me out?" Dylan smirked.

Brenda just looked at him. "I'm done Dylan, I told you if you didn't stop I was leaving."

"Yeah let me guess, threes a crowd."

David walked out with one of Dylan's bags. He froze when he saw him.

"Dylan just go." Brenda said looking down.

"Come on Dylan, I'll take you to the Bel Age." David said trying to be helpful.

"Nah…I have a car. Just picked her up." as he walked closer to Brenda.

"I cant let you drive dude." David said shaking his head.

"Brenda, I know you don't want me to leave." Dylan talked with his eyes closed.

"I do." Brenda spoke softly.

David moved next to Brenda , "Come on Dylan…don't give us any trouble."

Dylan smirked as he looked back and forth between the two of them. "Ahh I get it, I know why you want me to leave." Dylan fixed his eyes on Brenda and leaned in so he was closer to her face, "You want me to leave so you can fuck him." Dylan said slowly.

Brenda lifted her hand and slapped him as hard as she could across the face. Dylan almost lost his balance. He looked back at her with a smart ass smile and then looked at David, "Not that I blame you man, she is a wild cat in the sack."

Brenda eyes filled with tears, she tried her hardest to hold back, instead of looking weak in front of him she dropped his bag on the ground, walked backward a couple of steps not taking her eyes of his. She turned around went into her bedroom and slammed the door.

David got closer to him, "What are you doing man? God look at you. You have always walked around like you were better than everyone else. Too cool for school…fun…life when really you're just weak. You always have been." David threw out his hands and moved even closer to him.

"I saw you dancing with her at the club. You know Brenda and I share something you will never have. When you're together…when she is kissing you…fucking you…she will be thinking about me." Dylan pointed off balance in David's face, "You remember that."

"Get the hell out of my house." David demanded. He clenched his fist holding back everything he had from socking him one. David knew Dylan was loaded but there was no excuse for the things he was saying about Brenda. A women who had given up herself to try and save him.

Dylan threw up his hands as he picked up his bags, "Fine. But you'll be back, everyone will be back, when they need money, they'll remember who to come to. That's the way its always been."

David watched as Dylan picked up his stuff off the ground, gave him a look one last time and took off.

I know I'm sorry….Dylan is such a jerk right now but I had too. Something like this had to happen where Brenda would find her old self and show him some tough love. I'm sorry if all you B/D lovers are freaking out. I know, it was hard to write but in this story, Dylan is a straight up junkie, he is bad right now and high. I hope I didn't disappoint you too much. You know I love B/D. Please review, it will make me so sad if everyone stops reading now.