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Part Eleven

Patrick's POV

I got dressed quickly after Kel, and we soon headed out to the kitchen. We both stopped suddenly at the end of the hall staring at the mess the living room was. Pete was sprawled out on the couch, Joe was laying on the floor, Andy and Farrah were cuddled up to each other on the living room table, and the place looked like they had fucking destroyed it. Kel walked past me, tiptoeing over stuff to get to the kitchen. "Jesus, what did they do to this place?" I imitated her footsteps, carefully trying not to step on anything. "I think the more important question is how the fuck did they do all this without us hearing them?" I whispered quietly. We finally got to the kitchen and I started up some coffee and she got out the blender.
"What in the world are you getting out a blender for?" I asked, quizzically.
"Me and Farrah do this almost every morning. Neither one of us like breakfast foods very much, only on occasion. Instead we get out the blender and we make milkshakes made out of any fruit we have in the fridge."
"Well, that...sounds....DELICIOUS."
"Yeah, they do taste pretty good, I will admit." She turned from the counter to the fridge and opened it up. "Let's see...what do we have in here."
I leaned back on the counter, admiring her ass as she bent over to search through the fridge. I had totally forgotten about the coffee. Even in Pete's pants, her ass looked as perfect as ever.
She turned back to me, holding onto more strawberries, peaches, and some random mangos. "This should do fine."
"You realize the sound of the blender will wake them all up right?"
"All the more fun of making breakfast milkshake." she said, with a devious grin on her face. She tossed all the ingredients into the blender, and shut the lid.
"Prepare for the worst." she said, and I covered my ears. She pressed the blend button and everyone laying on the floor woke with a start. I removed my hands from my ears and smiled. "I am totally going to do this to them more often."
"Works every time." she said.
Pete was the first to yell at us. No surprise there. His face looked pretty black and blue from my punch to his face last night. I smiled a little with pride.
"What the FUCK are you guys doing?"
"Making breakfast."
"Why this early?"
"Because we woke up."
Kel's short replies to Pete's frustrated questions were making me giggle, and I tried to hold back the laughter.
"What the fuck are you making?"
"Milkshakes."
"Why?"
"Because they taste good."
"DAMNIT, TRICK, TELL YOUR GIRLFRIEND TO STOP THAT!!!"
"Stop what?" I piped up.
"That, that short answer thing she's doing."
"What short answer thing?" I laughed as Pete's face contorted with anger.
"FUCK YOU ALL!" he screamed into a pillow next to him.
Andy and Farrah got up and both of them screamed as they seen each other next to each other. They stood up facing each other over the table and Kel stopped the blender. "I have GOT to hear this one." she whispered.
"Why are you on the table?" Andy exclaimed.
"Why are YOU on the table?" Farrah snapped back. "What did we do last night?"
"I don't know, made out, had a good time?"
"No, no, Andy, what did we DO last night?"
"I....I don't honestly know. I usually don't get this drunk..." he said, putting his hand to his forehead.
Joe finally came to from the floor. "Where the fuck am I?"
I spoke up from behind the counter again. "You're in the hotel room, Joe."
"WHO THE FUCK JUST SAID THAT?"
"It's me, Trick. You passed out on the floor."
"Oh....Okay...awesome." he collapsed back on the floor without a word. Kel grabbed two glasses from the cabinet, and poured the milkshakes into them. She handed me one and we both leaned over the counter, watching everyone we knew, drunk in our living room.
"Well..." I said, "Cheers for the day after our engagement." We clinked our glasses together and took a drink.
"Oh yeah, this is WAY better than expected. I think it's funnier that our friends went out to get wasted for our celebration and we weren't even there."
"Ah, yes, but we had way more fun here than we would've if we'd have been with them."
"I'll drink to that." she said, and calmly took another drink of her milkshake. These things were pretty good; I don't know why I'd never thought of it before. Another amazing reason for Keliah to stay in my life. Pete started to move again and Kel nudged me on the shoulder to point him out to me.
"GOD DAMNIT! MY FACE HURTS!" he yelled, touching his face lightly with his hand.
Joe raised his head and called out from the floor, "It hurts because you're an ASSHOLE, PETE."
"Shut up, nobody asked you!"
"Point taken." and with that, Joe put his head back down on the floor.
Keliah yelled at him from across the room this time. "Nope, Joe's right, it's because you're an asshole."
"Well, isn't that fantastic." he stumbled off the couch and head towards the bathroom. I held my finger to my lips and counted down on my fingers.
5...4...3...2...1...
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY FACE!?!?"
I giggled. "Right on cue."
Farrah and Andy started yelling at each other again. "How do you NOT know what happened?"
"How do YOU not know what happened, Andy?"
"Whatever happened, it couldn't have been bad, right?"
Then Farrah shot the bullet to the heart with words.
"It could've been if we'd slept together!"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"IT WAS OUR FIRST DATE!"
I coughed to get their attention and said, "I take offense to that comment. Me and Kel did it on our first date. And we're engaged. See?" I grabbed her left hand and showed it to them as a reminder.
"You two were an...exception to the rule. THIS, however, is NOT!"
"Look, I don't think we did anything. We were on a table, fully clothed. We were just sleeping beside each other, that's all. And will you stop yelling? My head feels like it's going to cave in..."
Joe finally staggered up from the floor. "So...how did the night go?" he said, slurring his words...a lot.
"I'll tell you later, Joe. You get yourself cleaned up and stuff, ok?" I said, patting him on the shoulder.
Joe nodded and stumbled off to his room. I looked down at my glass and saw that it was already empty. I'd already drank all of my milkshake. I saw the blender still had some more in it, so I poured myself another glass. Kel had moved over to where Farrah was and Farrah was crying on her shoulder. She smiled sadly at me and shrugged. I walked over to Andy and said, "Dude, I'm sure nothing happened. It's gonna be fine."
Farrah stopped crying for a second and looked up at Kel. "What if we actually had sex? What if I'm pregnant? Oh god, Keliah, what am I going to do?" she cried harder into her shoulder. 
Kel turned to me and said, "I'm going to take Farrah down to the store and get her a box of pregnancy tests just to be sure."
"Of course, do whatever you have to. Make sure she's ok." I kissed her on the cheek. "I'll stay here with Andy and see if I can get him to remember anything."
She kissed me back on the lips, grabbed her purse, and smiled as she closed the door behind her.
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Keliah's POV

"C'mon, honey, stop crying." I said, pleading with Farrah as we drove to the store.
"I c-can't help it..." she sobbed and buried her face in her hands. Her normally wavy blonde hair was a frizzy mess this morning, but I don't think she'd even noticed. I pulled into the store parking lot, and ran in to get a few boxes of pregnancy tests. You never know if the first one is correct, so what's the harm? I came back quickly with the bag in my hand and I drove back to the hotel, Farrah still crying in the front seat.
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We got to the hotel room and I handed her one of the tests. "Here. Take the test. Then we can decide whether to freak out or not."
"Will you take it with me?"
"Sure, sweetie, whatever that will make those pretty eyes stop crying." I said.
She went into the bathroom first and came back with the test. You had to wait 15 minutes before the results would show. I went in after her and came back out within minutes. We sat on the sofa, both holding onto our tests, waiting anxiously for the results to come back. Hers was first to show, because she took it first.
"NEGATIVE!!!!" she hugged me tightly. "I'm going to tell Andy the good news!"
And without another word, she ran out of the room. I was left there sitting alone with a pregnancy test that I really didn't wanna know the answer from. I knew Patrick and I had never used any precautions. I was a virgin when we met, why would I carry around stuff like that? I wasn't planning on sleeping with anyone on this vacation...I ended up being engaged. I smiled at the thought of my engagement and looked at my ring lovingly.
It had been 15 minutes.
I picked up the test in my hands, and closed my eyes. I didn't really wanna know. But, I'd promised Farrah I would. Well, that didn't mean I had to look at it. Yes, it did, I told myself. Look at it. What are you afraid of anyways?
I opened my eyes.