Collision Of Keith & Dawn (COMPLETED)

Chapter 24- Part 2

Dedicated to S, thanks for voting sugar plum <3, Also Picture of Pamela Phillips above.

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"It was me Dawn".

My mouth snapped shut and I stared at him. Did he mean...? That he was?... The guy. I opened my mouth to ask but no words came out, My mouth turned as dry as the Sahara desert or as dry as NEVER MIND.

"It was me Dawn", he repeated his voice steadier now. I stared wide eyed, my questions being answered. Keith was the guy I gave my virginity to, Oh no no no please say this is a joke. I lost my virginity to my best friend and I didn't even remember, yet he knew all this time.

Oh God what have I done, tears blurred my vision and I raised my hand up to my mouth to quieten the sob threatening to escape. I felt my body shake, my head pounding. My emotions were all over the place. Anger. Guilt. Relief. I couldn't breathe, what if this would ruin our friendship? What if he'll hate me now that I know? I felt my hands shaking, the last time I had a panic attack was when Ember left, and I dreaded the feeling it gave me. I couldn't control my body or my mind, it shook wildly and only my mom could make it stop, someone was calling my name, Keith I recognized his voice.

He was holding my face in his big hands but I couldn't focus on his face, instead I tried focusing on my breathing, something my mom told me to do. I forced myself to let the air in and out of my lungs slowly, it was shaky but slowly, the shaking eased. I began hearing Keith's voice clearly, "Breathe Spunky, Breathe for me baby" he whispered stroking my cheek. Somehow his words helped me calm my breathing down, my teared eyes settled on him, his eyes were slightly glossy too, his face worried and pale. I scared him. "I'm sorry" I sobbed, "I'm so so sorry Keith" I owed him that. I didn't remember it and I even hated myself right now for not being sober, I wish I had remembered it, I wish I had remembered it all. Now everything made sense, Keith was cold and mean to me at the start because I didn't remember, the party was at his house, that's why I recognized his bedroom.

I ruined everything. "It's okay Dawn, everything is okay" he soothed pulling me into his body, I snuggled against his chest and he pressed a kiss to the top of my head, wiping my tears away. "I'm sorry for not remembering... I'm so-sorry for not remem-remembering" I stammered as more sobs shook my body. Keith's arms tightened around me, "Dawn stop, It's not your fault, please baby stop crying" even his voice was shaky. I kept my mouth shut and let him hold me until I had no more tears left, my eyes were becoming heavy, all that crying drained me of my energy. Keith rocking me gently in his lap only made me sleepier, my face hurt, my head even more.

As if I had a raging party up in there just seconds ago and now I was feeling it's damage. I managed to move my head up to look at Keith, he had a tear stain on his cheek. I found myself moving up and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek, I felt him tense up before he relaxed and wrapped his arms around my waist, "You should get some rest Dawn, we can talk about it in the morning" he said quietly, I pulled back and looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

How could I have forgotten those eyes? Only fools were capable of not remembering something so mesmerizing, then again, I was a fool. I nodded and Keith lifted me up and carried me to the bathroom, placing me on the counter. He turned on the tap and proceeded to remove my smeared makeup, he left the bathroom and I took the time to slip out of my shorts, when Keith came back he was holding one of his shirts, "Here" he said, I lifted my hands up and he slipped it on. Once again he lifted me off the counted and carried me to the bed.

Carefully, like I were a porcelain doll he lowered me down and then covered me. He walked around the bed and after I head his clothes hit the floor, he climbed in. I didn't know it I should feel awkward or not, now knowing we've been even closer than what I thought. Keith didn't move closer to me, he obviously wanted to give me space, but I didn't want it. I rolled over to be closer to him, when I buried my head in his naked chest and inhaled I finally felt warm and safe. He didn't make a move to wrap me in his arms, until I snuggled closer. One arm draped on my waist, and the other resting above my head. I pressed my lips to his chest and he replied with a kiss to my hair. We didn't speak, words weren't needed. Falling asleep was easy, because it was with Keith.