Looking Beyond

Chapter 15: Mysteries

     "You look exhausted Sav. Business is going well I take it?" Brea asked.

     "It'll be over soon. E and I have a big New Year's party in a few days, then it'll get slower." Savanna glanced over at yet another one of Brea's bouquets. She smirked. "So, when are you going to admit it?"

     "Admit what?"

     "That you know who has been sending you these flowers."

     Brea blushed. "Because I don't know. I can only guess."

     "You're a horrible liar."

     "I'm not lying." She toyed with the newest card. "I don't recognize the handwriting, but it could have been written by the clerk at the flower store." She looked back at her friend and gave a wild grin. "I'll find out tomorrow, though. He wants to meet me for dinner. It says to 'wear something nice.' I don't have anything like that!" She put the card down. "I need to go get something. Are you too tired to go shopping?"

     "You want ME to take you shopping? For real?" Brea nodded back. "Hell has frozen over!"

     Brea picked at her clothes. "I don't even know what size I am anymore." She frowned. "I'm going to need to get all new everything for this. My 'good bra' doesn't fit."

    Savannah took a closer look at the woman she saw as a sister. She had been so busy lately that she hadn't paid too much attention. The area around Brea's neck and shoulders had slimmed out a lot. She looked beside Brea's bed and saw her gym bag. "You're going back to the gym?"

     Brea was lost in her head, planning a list of things she needed to buy. "Hm? Gym? Oh yeah, I started going a while back. Just after my birthday in fact." She spun herself around. "I figured why should I ruin myself when bad stuff happens. It's time I take care of myself."

     Savannah wasn't buying it. The last time Brea would go to the gym this much was when she was with Shane. He always wanted her to look good for him. It was always what Shane wanted, never what Brea wanted. Savannah's eyes widened. 'What if I'm wrong? What if...it can't be him. We've moved!' She raised her eyebrow in suspicion at her roommate. "Brea? Are you not telling me that Shane's back?"

     Brea dropped the clothes she was taking out of her dresser. "You can't be serious."

     "All the time you've spent in the gym? I have to ask."

     "Why the HELL would I do that again?"

     "Do you think he's the one sending the flowers? It's always daisies and a rose. Who else knows that?"

     "Dan does." Savannah choked. Brea watched as her friend was trying to contain herself. "Only because I told him when I got the first delivery." She giggled as Savannah released a sigh of relief. "Really Sav? Dan? Me? Eww!"

     "Smart woman, you know he's mine." Savannah stuck her tongue out.

     Brea bit her lip. She didn't want to give her friend a false hope. She really hoped Dan would get his act together and tell everyone. Brea was tired of keeping so much from Savannah. "Anyway, I need help. Will you help me?"

     "Get your shit and lets go!" Savannah grabbed her purse and keys.

     "Hey Vannah-Girl?" A voice called out down the hall.

     "Not now E! Brea wants to go shopping...for a DRESS!" She hollered back.

     Erik raced into the room. "No way!"