The blonde looked at the dishes and clothing that littered the floor and tables of her home. She had to admit the place was getting pretty bad, but she had no intentions on cleaning anytime soon. “ Look, I’m thankful that you guys care enough to check on me, but all I want to do is sit here and wallow in my pain. So if you would be kind enough to leave I would be extremely appreciative.”

Bette shook her head and sat down next to Alice, “You can’t stay in here forever. We know how much your hurting right now, but you need to get off your ass and start functioning like a normal human being.” The art director draped her arm around Alice’s shoulders and pulled her in closer, “We’re your family, and we are not going to sit back and watch you fall a part.”

Shane made her way over to the coach and sat in the empty seat next to Alice, “and because we’re family, Al I’m going to tell you that you are in desperate need of a shower.” The hairstylist crinkled up her noise, “Seriously when was the last time you changed your clothes?”

The writer grabbed the pillow next to her and hit Shane in the head, “I will have you know I have only been wearing this for a day.” Alice looked down at her rumpled shirt and pajama pants, “actually make that two.” In any other situation she would have laughed, but these days’ tears were the only outward emotion she had the ability to show. So she wasn’t surprised when she felt her body shake from the soft sob she was releasing.    

“Why wasn’t I enough?” Alice’s words came out slightly above a whisper.

Bette and Shane exchanged glances before the hairstylist spoke up, “Oh sweetie, you are enough. Dana just isn’t ready for the forever you were picturing.” Shane brought her hand up to Alice’s face and wiped away a few of the tears that were sliding down the blonde’s cheek. “She’s confused, and I’m not even sure she knows what she’s doing, but never think you weren’t enough. Because anybody would be lucky to have you.”