Best Friends

Morning

The next morning, Faryn woke up to find herself in her dad's bed.

It took her a minute to remember what had happened.

She looked at Brian, who was awake next to her.

"Morning Faryn."

"Morning Dad."

They quickly kissed on the lips. They were close enough to accept kisses on the lips from each other.

They got up and got dressed. Faryn put her tank top and shorts back on as she hadn't brought any others.

They went downstairs and had a breakfast of scrambled eggs on toast.

Then, they set off to the beach house in Brian's car. They went inside, and all was quiet.

"This is what it was like when I left it," said Faryn nervously.

She took her dad into her bedroom, where Amy was still asleep.

"How did you get her to sleep again?" Brian whispered.

"Hannah choked her out until she passed out. It was the only way. I tried to get her to sleep with me, but she wouldn't."

Faryn took Brian to the large bin outside, and showed him the amount of bottles of beer Amy had consumed in four days.

"That's not healthy at all, Faryn. That amount could kill someone."

That made Faryn's blood go cold.

"Is she gonna be alright?"

"I couldn't possibly say, Faryn. But I don't want you to worry."

They went back inside, where Faryn looked in the other bedrooms for the others.

Hannah and Lucy were sleeping in their room, much to her relief. Emily was in Bill's room, texting someone.

"Em?"

"Faryn! Where've you been?"

"I couldn't find any of you, so I spent the night with my dad. Where the fuck were you guys?"

"We were really tired and went to sleep."

"Where's Bill?" Faryn asked.

"He had to go back to his parents 'coz he stole his dad's car."

"Didn't you go with him?"

"He said it was better if he took the blame himself," Em replied.

"That's very brave of him."

"Yeah."

"You alright, Peanut?" Brian called softly from the lounge.

"Yeah!"

"You brought your dad? Why?"

"I told him everything, Em. I had nobody else to talk to, so I talked to my dad."

"It's okay, Faz. I don't blame you."

"Who you texting?" Faryn said.

"Bill," Em answered. "Making sure he's still alive."

"I fucking hope he is!"

"Me too."

Brian appeared in the doorway.

"Oh. Hey Mr Tate!"

"Hello Emily."

"Hannah and Lucy are still asleep Dad, in their room. The one that used to be Amy's."

"Okay," Brian said. "Where's Bill?"

"Alive, as far as I can tell. He went back to take the blame for stealing his dad's car, even though it was both of us. I drove."