Annie stayed locked in her room until morning. The night before had been awful, particularly because the news she’d received about Dylan had been so unexpected. The worst part wasn’t even the fact that he’d slept with Alvera–that was horrible, of course, but Annie was and always had been aware of the fact that Dylan slept with a lot of girls. The thing that had really driven a nail through her heart was the fact that she was in love with a boy who’d intentionally done something so terrible to one of her closest friends in the world. Beyond that, that he was capable of doing something like that in general. She’d heard Kat knocking every once in a while, begging her to come out, but Annie had stayed curled up on her bed, trying to distract herself with a shallow attempt at sexting Brayden, which had only made her feel worse in the end anyway. It was a weekday, of course, which meant getting up was a nightmare, and with her head pounding she made her way down the hall to Kat’s room around dawn. She’d slept on and off for a couple hours and she felt like death, and the only thing she really wanted at this point–sober now–was to find Kat. It didn’t surprise Annie to find her awake even though it was only 5:15, although instead of jogging like she might usually have been doing before the fall, she was watching TV. Without a word, she closed the door behind her and went to the bed, crawled in beside Kat, and put her head on the other girl’s shoulder. “I’m sorry I was like that last night,” she said quietly. “When CJ told me, I just…” She broke off, shrugged one shoulder, and let out a sigh. Lifting her head, she looked at Kat sadly. “I’m sorry for not telling you about Dylan.”
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