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Too Late, Ch. 3
Dana shook her head, tapping at her glass once more, causing Kit to sigh. “Thanks for the words, Kit, but I’m fine.” Seeing Kit’s glance, she insisted, “Really. And I’ll keep that in mind.” Her words were beginning to slur slightly.
“Well, I’m gonna go over here and take care of these other customers. I’ll leave you with the bottle, but you better start slowing down. And when you’re done, let me know so I can make sure your skinny little white ***** gets home safe, Miss Dana,” Kit told her.
Dana, smiling slightly, nodded absently and sipped at the next shot glass, her body warming with the ingestion of the alcohol. “My ***** is not skinny,” she yelled after Kit, suddenly realizing what the woman had said. Several more hurried shots later, she realized she could barely even line the bottle up with the glass, and was spilling tequila onto the bar. Leaning forward, her elbows landing in a puddle of spilled alcohol, she sighed. “Kit!” she called drunkenly, her elbow slipping in the liquid, causing her to almost smack her face on the bar and fall off her stool.
Kit appeared beside her quickly, catching her and pushing her back onto her seat. “Don’t move a muscle,” she instructed, worried Dana would manage to injure herself in the short time it would take for Kit to go around the bar and retrieve her cell phone.
Dana hung onto the edge of the bar, trying to keep as still as possible as the world spun around her. “Stop moving,” she muttered to the surface of the bar.
“Who you want me to call?” Kit asked, preparing to make the phone call.
“A cab,” Dana managed to get out, her head dropping to her chest drunkenly.
“You sure?” Kit asked, frowning.
Dana tried nodding her head, but the motion caused the dizziness to increase. She settled for giving a mumbled, “Mmm-hmm.”
Kit got Dana’s legs into the cab and managed to heave the tennis player onto the seat, where she fell over, pulling Kit with her.
“Whoa!” Kit grabbed at the sides of the cab, managing to extract Dana’s arm from around her neck. Helping Dana sit upright, she stood back; satisfied her friend was securely inside. “You take care of yourself, girl. Call me soon.” After laying a kiss on her cheek, Kit leaned forward and gave the driver Dana’s address.
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(32 votes, average: 3.44 out of 5)
I love it. It’s amazing how you play the rumors in such a way, it could totally happen in the show. So there’s hope to some happy Danish. Thank you for posting so soon… I can’t wait to keep on reading.
interesting interesting……love how you bring the rumors to life with such ease and thought.
Great story. Makes the prospects for season 3 not so bad. The awful rumors have me going crazy, but your story is helping. Thanks. Looking forward to more chapters.
This is interesting, Dana is my favorite character too and I love making her suffer lol. So what is wrong with us?
Great update, the angst are piling up and I can’t help but hurt for Dana. Good job conveying her pain and loneliness.
Lovin this story. Great job weaving in the spoilers…although I hope you aren’t gonna include the one about you-know-who dying. Please post again soon. You’ve got me hooked!
Burn Dana Burn..good 4 Alice..(that chik is a blast when she’s sane)..hopefulli Dane wun be fuked over by Cancer..I luv the way you write..SWT chapter..Post so0N..
Alice is my favorite, so I prefer to see Dana suffer, but I feel so bad for her. I’ glad that Alice seems to have a stroger resolve in this story than she normally does.
Dana have to talk to someone..maybe Kit..she can get through this alone…great chappy post soon thanks