Finally, another instalment written while my Internet was down! Guess that's why I didn't get distracted so easily

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Annie's POV

It was gone two in the afternoon, well gone, and Liam still hadn't turned up. Funny. He was usually on time to meet me, or at least called to let me know where he was. I'd become extra jumpy since the whole hit and run thing and I got really freaked out if people were late...

Anything could have happened.

Drivers like me could have been on the road, knocked them down and then left them there to die on the road, to die like an animal. Like I had.

I glanced around my bedroom. It bore no imprint of my brain rotting guilt, save for the knotted sheets of my bed which were drenched with sweat. I never slept well anymore, flashes of that night never stopped running through my mind and when I did sleep awful dreams of death and murder filled me with terror that I usually resigned myself to surfing the Internet late at night, finishing my homework and crashing out around six in the morning.

No wonder I had bags under my eyes, as Naomi had pointed out last time I saw her. Come to think of it, I should really get in touch with her, see how her relationship with Liam is going from the other side of the couple.

I got dressed in my favourite denim mini and a cute white floaty blouse with a pair of red flats. It suited the sunshine that never seemed to stop here. After fixing my hair, agonising over the sickly shade of my skin and the dark circles under my eyes that looked like I'd been in a fight with a kangaroo.

Without saying goodbye to my parents or brother I slipped out of the house, deciding I'd stroll to Naomi's house to catch up. She didn't live too far and I had felt a sudden pang of disconnection towards her. Liam would probably call me once he turned up at my house and found I wasn't there.

I was still a bit nervous about our 'talk' and girly chat would probably still my mind.

Driving would have been the easiest option, but since I didn't like to drive or even be near cars it wasn't something I even considered. Besides, the fresh air would do me good.

About ten minutes later I had my finger poised above Naomi's doorbell, but pushed it open when I found it ajar. Weird. Naomi's pretty particular about everything, so I dunno why she'd leave her front door open? I let myself in, walking through her entrance hall and down the corridor to her room, stepping over a dress she'd just left in the middle of the floor.

I heard voices, so Naomi had probably come in early, couldn't be bothered to get into her jammies and instead she thrown her dress off and had started watching late night TV, then fell asleep in front of it. I should go turn her TV off and leave her a note to tell her I dropped in.

I padded down the remainder of the lush carpet and pushed open her door.

OH.

MY.

GOD.

I hadn't realised I'd shrieked the words out but it turns out I walked in on Naomi with a boy. Oops, I lowered my eyes to the floor and fumbled wildly behind me to open the door again, desperate not to glimpse anything I shouldn't. It'd probably be some European pretty boy, knowing Naomi's taste.

"Uh, sorry!" I shrieked, backing out into the hall and tried to erase the picture of Naomi's totally naked body writhing on top of some guy's equally naked and writing body. I heard whispers and something that sounded like 'finish'. A gasp came from the other room, a extremely girlish and sexual one that made me blush furiously.

"Mmm." Came a guy's voice.

"Oh yeah. Yes, yes, oh GOD!" Naomi moaned. I squirmed, unsure of what to do. "One second." I heard the sound of footsteps and a pause. Naomi opened the door, covered by only a silk robe and glowing. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair a mess and there was red marks on her face from a man's stubble. She was also incredibly drunk. "Hey there. Ohmygosh, so sorry about this... You heard all that?"

I nodded, not meeting her eyes. She slipped a finger under my chin and jerked it up to meet her. I noticed how close we were. How much of sex she smelt.

"You liked it didn't you, dirty whore. Turned on...? Why don't you come join us.." Naomi suggested, her bloodshot eyes twinkling. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. NO WAY! Naomie pushed to door open, to reveal her bed and the naked guy lying on it.

I felt my eyes fly wide open.

Liam Court, the Liam who had been supposed to be meeting me, was sprawled naked on Naomi's bed with a very erect... penis.

"LIAM?" I squeaked in surprise. He turned his head lazily to look at me, but alarm showed in his eyes when he registered it was me, Annie. He scrabbled for a bit of sheet to cover himself.

"Annie! Oh shit! Sorry! Naomi, close the fucking door!" He exclaimed, voice low and throaty. I looked away, feeling my face burning. Naomi smirked, not making a move to shut the door.

"So Annie, fancy joining us?" She drawled, curls bouncing obnoxiously as she pouted, pressing her body against mine. "You know you want to."

Liam sat up in the bed, covering his lap in bedsheets and blushing himself, pulling on a pair of underwear and jeans. Naomi seemed to be the only unfased one, letting her robe drop down her back. I took a step back, hand shaking.

"Uh, no thanks Naomi. I, uh, have to go, uh. I have a... thingy." I stammered, bolting down the hallway as fast as my walk would take me.

"Aww, poor little Dorothy didn't want to join us Liam. Oh dear, never mind." Naomi spat, loud enough so I could still hear.

My mind raced, as I broke into a run out of the house. I heard footsteps come after me, running after me, and I only tried harder to outrun them. It was hard to do in flats, and they came free before I stopped running. I swept round.

"What are you doing Liam?" I asked, voice flat. He was still topless, a little sweaty from exertion.

"Annie, I, that wasn't what it looked like, honestly!" He pleaded, eyes begging me as well. I couldn't think straight anymore, why wasn't I happy for him? Liam and Naomi was always what I'd wanted. Always. Right? I felt a little dart of anger spread through me, multiplying into a wave of rage.

"Oh, really? Because you know what it looked like? It looked like you were... fucking Naomi. Isn't that what you were doing." I spat in a venomous tone, as if I wanted the words out of my mouth. He was catching up to me now, close.

"Annie..."

"Don't Annie me! This is what I wanted all along! You and Naomi to make up, be all buddy buddy again, sleep together again. It's all what I wanted right? Well haha! Looks like the joke is on little Annie, again!" I yelled, laughing in a way that wasn't in the least bit funny. This got a reaction. I noticed his fists form at his sides. Liam never did have a good temper.

"Yeah, actually Annie, this is exactly what you wanted!" He yelled back, anger blazing in his eyes.

"Oh, so I made you go out and fuck a slut did I?"

"You said I should get back with Naomi! So I did! I did what you wanted okay? I fucking did what you wanted! Why is nothing ever good enough for you? I'M NOT PERFECT LIKE YOU, OKAY?" He grabbed hold of my arm, jerking me towards him.

"Well maybe I was wrong! Happy now? Happy you've proved me wrong? Got a little 'volcano' out of me? That's what you said y'know, that I was a volcano, and you were just waiting for me to blow. Well, here you go, Liam." I sneered, screaming in his face and trying to pull my arm away from his grip which only made him hold tighter. "Oh and another thing I was wrong about, I can't drive when I'm drunk! I kill people. That hit and run? ALL ME. THERE'S YOUR FUCKING VOLCANO LIAM!"

His face twisted into confusion as angry tears rolled down my cheeks.

"YOU KNOW WHAT, I'M DONE. I'M FUCKING DONE LIAM COURT." I tugged at my arm ferociously and started to stalk away. I looked over my shoulder. "AND ANOTHER THING, WE WERE SUPPOSED TO MEET AT TWO! TWO!"

Liam pulled me towards him, flattening me against the wall and wedging me between it and his body. He kissed me hard, almost viciously and his hands tangled in my hair. I kissed him back, nails digging into his bare back. After a while he kissed me gently.

"So, the hit and run? That's what's making you all shook up?" Liam took it as a yes when I started crying again. His hand started to stroke my back soothingly. "It's okay baby. We'll sort it out, mmkay. Don't worry, we'll sort it out."

For a minute there I almost believed him.