"Morning babe" Alice grumbled opening her eyes and closing them quickly because the lighting was too bright to bear. "What the hell happened last night" she asked moving her head over to Dana’s lap,"and why are you still dressed". Dana didn’t answer she just kept brushing Alice’s hair with her hand. "I was Jenny and Keira’s housewarming, I was drinking, then I was drunk, I was looking for you…" Dana held her breath and looked up at the ceiling as the tears began streaming down her face.

"Alice…I’m"Dana whispered and Alice laughed.

"I found you on the step kissing Keira" Alice continued to giggle but trying not to because of her pounding headache,"what a crazy dream huh Dane". Dana said nothing and Alice thought she might be asleep so she repeated it again.

"Alice" Dana said with just as much seriousness as the first time she had spoken her name this morning.

"What…why do keep saying my name like that…Alice, Alice" Alice said mocking Dana’s tone and she was sure Dana would laugh but she didn’t so she lifted her body off the bed so that she was facing Dana. She quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "Dane…what’s wrong".

"I love you" Dana spoke through tears as she was beginning to break down,"it was just one night". Alice was confused now more than ever, she didn’t understand where Dana was going with all this.

"Dana honey what’s going on…I don’t understand" she replied.

"Keira…Al I met her in France…I’m sorry" Dana sobbed. "We had sex and…and what you saw last night wasn’t a dream it was real, we were kissing…I’m sorry" the words pierced Alice’s heart like a bullet, they burned like one too as her face became hot with anger.

"It meant nothing…I swear" Dana pleaded but Alice just stared back at her with a blank look on her face, the fire slowly building up inside of her and without a warning she smacked Dana once and with just as much force as the first again. She then began unleashing her fury upon Dana and she didn’t contest anything Alice threw her way, she let Alice use her body as a punching bag, needing to be punished for her passionate crime.