"Kay I can't believe that you would do this to me!" Charity screamed. Kay held back her laughter. She didn't want to hurt her cousin more than she had to. Miguel stepped up beside Kay, and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Charity screamed, "You two make me so sick!" She crossed her arms across her chest. "You should talk, Charity. I'm sick of all your stupid babbling, constant whinning, crying, and clinglyness. You need to see a therapist! I think that you could use some help!" Miguel hollered back. This time Kay did laugh. Charity's face turned bright red, "I'm not any of those things! I'm beautiful, intelligent, smart, and I'm not some back stabber!" she said, whiping her face with her hands.

"You know what? You shouldn't talk! Your the one who was having some affair with Reese behind my back! And he was Kay's boyfriend at the time! Now that's what I call back stabbing! Your being a hypocrite! You can't hide behind that doe eyed innoncence anymore, cause it's not going to work! Just leave!" Miguel ordered, pointing to the front door of his two bedroom apartment. Charity looked shocked. I thought that if I came over here and threw a fit, he'd feel bad and take me back! He's going to pay for this! she thought angerily. Charity headed for the door, but turned around, "Your going to regret this! And one more thing, the reason that I slept with Reese is because, you can't hold up your end of the bargin in the bedroom! Reese might not look like much, but he's a better lover than you ever were!" she screamed, slamming the door behind her.

Kay looked at Miguel. He just laughed, "She wasn't anything special herself. I almost fell asleep a couple times." Miguel said, pulling Kay in for a hug. She laughed. "Well I think that I want to see about how you are in the bedroom. Come on." Kay said, pulling him into his bedroom, and closing the door behind them.

~*~*~

Miguel walked into his and Charity's apartment. He wasn't happy. Not at all. His life was completely miserable. The only thing that made him happy was seeing Kay everyday, at the company they shared. Timeless Magizine. Kay was an excellent writter, and he wasn't to shabby with a camera. The magizine was doing wonderful. Miguel had tried to get Charity involved, but she said that she needed to concentrate on her pyshic energy. What a crock! he thought to himself, She just doesn't want to work. Ever since we moved in together, she doesn't do a thing! Just sits around and eats Bon Bons, or something. She sure isn't taking care of the house. he thought, as he walked into the messy, disgusting kitchen.

Miguel sighed, and took off his sports coat, and slung it over a kitchen chair. He unbottoned the sleeves of his dress shirt and rolled his sleeves up. I work all day long, and I have to come home and do the dishes! She doesn't even come out of the bedroom, to say anything to me. Why am I with her? he asked himself, daily. But he didn't know the answer. After the dishes were washed, dried, and put away, Miguel walked into his bedroom and found Charity rolled up in a ball on the bed, moaning about some premintion that she had. When she saw Miguel, she jumped up and threw herself at him. "Oh Miguel! I had the most scary premintion! It was just terrible! Hold me, Miguel! Make me forget all about this whole thing!" she cried, into his shoulder. Putting on this pathetic show always, keeps him from yelling at me. she thought, smiling into his shoulder, If he thinks that I'm going to clean this apartment, he's got another thing coming!

Charity broke the embrace, and looked at Miguel, "Honey, I'm hungry. How about we order a pizza?" she suggested, completely abandoning her act. Miguel rubbed the bridge of his nose, and sighed, "You go on ahead. I'm going out for awhile." he said, walking past her and into the kitchen for his jacket. Charity followed him to the door, "But I want to go! We can go out together!" she whined. Miguel didn't respond, he just walked out, slamming the door behind him.

~*~*~

"Reese! Your acting crazy! Why are you acting like this!" Kay asked, tears streaming down her face. I love him so much! Why is acting like a crazy person? she thought. Reese glared at her, "Kay, I want us to take our relationship to the next level! Why are you so scared to commit? Are you in love with someone else?" he asked, fuming. Kay burst into fresh tears, "NOOOOO! How many times do I have to tell you this! I LOVE you will my whole being! Why don't you trust me!? If you want to know why I don't want us to move in together, it's because you don't trust me, at all! You question everything that I do! Everything! I don't know if I'm going to be able to deal with all that! You need to trust me! I would never do anything to hurt you. Why don't you believe me?" she choked out.

. "I'm so sorry Kay. I know that I act a little nuts sometimes. I will try harder to trust you. Please forgive me!! Please!" he pleaded, dropping on his knees in front of her. Kay kissed the top of his head, "I know sweetheart. I know. But right now, I need some fresh air, and a night alone." she said, softly. Reese stood up, and embraced her, "I guess nows the time to start trusting you. Go on honey. Call me when you get home." he said, kissing her lips. He walked to the front door and turned around and smiled at her. "I love you, Kayliegh Bennett." he said, then walked out.

Kay smiled, God I love that man. But right now, I could go for a stiff drink. she thought walking into her bathroom to freshen up.

~*~*~

Kay walked into the smoky bar, and sat down on one of the worn out bar stools. She hailed the bartender and told him to bring her, screw driver. He slid the drink down the bar at her, "How are you Miss Kay?" Rich asked, leaning on the bar. Kay smiled at him, "I'm fine. Just wanted to get out of the house for away." she replied. Rich smiled in response, and walked away. Kay reached into her purse, and pulled her pack of Marlboro Lights, and lit a cigarette. She inhaled deeply, and exhaled loudly. She was trying to quit, but it wasn't working.

Kay was getting ready to order another drink, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whiped around in her stool and laughed. "Looks like I'm not the only one who had getting drunk in mind." Kay said, looking at her best friend Miguel Lopez-Fitzgerald. Miguel laughed, "Looks that way. Hey Rich! Give me a shot of Jack Daniels!" he called, over the bar. Rich approached them and handed over Miguel's drink. Kay turned to Miguel with a smile on her face, "So, what are you and Miss Cleo fighting about now?" she asked, taking a big gulp out of her glass.

Miguel laughed at Kay's secret nick name about her cousin. "She's getting on my damn nerves! She doesn't work, doesn't cook, doesn't clean! She doesn't do anything! I don't know how much more of this I can take!" He exclaimed, noticing the shocked look on Kay's face. "I think I'm over doing it. But I don't know how I can live like this. But anyway, what brings you here?" he asked.

Kay blushed, "Me and Reese had a fight, too. But we made up before he left. He wants to move in with me, but I don't think it's such a good idea, you know? He doesn't trust me, and accuses me of cheating on him all the time. And we all know that he's the only guy I've ever been with." she said, hailing Rich for another drink. Miguel looked at her, "How many of those have you had?" he asked, amused. She held up three fingers, and started to giggle. Kay could never hold her liquior. he thought with a smile.

"I.. know... what...yous...tinking...you ...tink...me..hehehehe...drunk....but ...me..not!" Kay said slurring her speech, and giggling. She reached for her cigarettes and lit one. Miguel laughed at her. "Kay you are such a riot! RICH! I need another shot over here!" he called. Rich slid the drink down the bar, and Miguel gulped it down. Kay giggled again, when Miguel's face turned red, and he made a funny face. "What's so funny, Kay-Kay?" he asked catching his breath. "Your face....hehehehehe....turned red!" she laughed, pointing at him.

Kay and Miguel stumbled into Miguel's apartment, drunk out of thier minds. Miguel had insisted that Kay stay at his and Charity's apartment since it was within walking distance from the bar. Kay finally agreed. They walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch. Miguel was getting ready to say something, but Kay hushed him, "Did you hear that?" she asked, seriously. Miguel shook his head, "I didn't hear anything...what a minute! I do hear something!" he whispered. Miguel and Kay stood quietly and walked down the hallway. They stopped in front of Miguel and Charity's bedroom door.

"Awwww! Oooohhhooohhh!" someone moaned. Miguel and Kay exchanged a look. Miguel flung the door open, and switched on the light. Kay walked in behind him, "OH MY LORD!" She screamed. Miguel couldn't believe what he was seeing. He felt the effect the Jack Daniels had on him, slip away, replaced by mind blowing rage. There in his bed, was his girlfriend, with his best friend, Reese. Kay felt the ground spin, but fought the urge to faint. She stepped over to the bed, where Reese and Charity were stunned into silence. Kay felt rage coursing throught her body, from her head, down to her toes.

"YOU BITCH!" Kay screamed, pouning on the bed, like a cat, and hauling Charity from Reese's arms. Kay flung Charity's naked body to the floor, and started punching her in the face. Kay heard a loud ~CRACK~, Charity scream in pain. Blood poured from Charity's broken nose, but Kay kept hitting her. Miguel and Reese locked eyes, from across the bed, ignoring the two women on the floor. Miguel walked calmly to the other side of the bed, and grabbed Reese by the throat, and jerked him out of the bed. Reese clad only in his boxers, slammed into the oak dresser. Miguel started hitting him uncontrollable.

Charity managed to squirm out from under Kay, and crawl toward the door. Kay let Charity run and hide, while she pulled Miguel off of Reese. Miguel fell back onto the bed. Reese went to jump on him, but Kay pushed him back against the dresser. "You accussed me of being unfaithful, and here you are having sex with Charity!! Have you lost your damn mind! You stupid jerk! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" Kay screamed. Reese smirked in her face, "It's not my fault your no fun in the bedroom. That you don't know how to please a real man like me. Your just some lowly cop's daughter who is nothing but poor white trash, who should be happy that I wasted some time on her. You should be grateful." he said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Kay didn't say anything, she just smiled, and kneed him in the groin. Reese's face turned white and he fell to the floor. Kay looked down at him, "Your the one who should be grateful! Grateful that I don't kill you and 'Little Reese' right now! And when I say little! I mean microscopic! Now take your little floozy and get out!" she screamed in his face. Reese didn't move, he didn't think that he could. When Reese didn't budge, Kay walked into the living room and grabbed her purse then quickly walked back into the bedroom. She unzipped her purse and pulled out a small handgun, and pointed it at Reese.

Reese's eye's grew wide, when she cocked the gun, "One of the many benifets of being a, umm...How'd you put it Reese? Oh yes! I remeber! 'A lowly cop's daughter, who is nothing but white trash.' Now I'm telling you right now, Reese dear. If you don't take Charity and leave right now, some one is going to find you in a dumpster! Then who'd be the white trash! MOVE!" she screamed. Reese quickly jumped to his feet, grabbed his clothes and limped out of the room. "Charity! Let's go!" Reese called. Kay heard Charity run to the front door, and followed Reese out.

Kay sighed with relief, and flopped down on the bed, next to Miguel. "This has been one screwed up night!" she said looking at the cieling. Miguel almost laughed, he looked over at her and smiled, "Yes I do believe it has." Kay turned over on her side. "Miguel do you think that I'm sexy?" she asked, curiously, and still abit tipsy. Miguel felt his buzz start to return, "Yes I do. I think that your just gorgeous. Don't listen to what that dumb ass Reese says. I take it he hasn't looked in a mirror lately." he said, laughing.

Kay blushed, "Thank you, Miggie-Wiggles! Hey do you have anything to drink? You know along the lines of vodka?" she asked. She wanted something to drink, something awful. She needed to drown her sorrow, before it came at her full force. Miguel nodded, and got up, "Come on Kay, let's go get drunk again." he said, pulling her to her feet, and dragging her out of the room. Kay giggled, and followed him into his office. Miguel walked over to his little bar and grabbed every bottle of booze he had, and set it on the small table. Kay smiled brightly at the bottles, that were littering the small cedar table, and sat down in a chair across from Miguel.

Miguel and Kay continued to drink through the night, finally the two of them stumbled into the guest bedroom and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Kay woke up with a throbbing headache. She looked over at the small alarm clock on the night stand and groaned. 12:00 o'clock. Thank God it's Saturday. she thought. Kay turned over and looked at Miguel who was sleeping still. He looks so cute. I wonder what it would be like to kiss him, she thought, What! What the hell am I thinking! It must be this spiltting headache. Yeah that's it. Or it could be that I'm all alone now. That the man that I loved more than life itself is problay laying up under Charity right now! My own cousin! I still can't believe it.

Kay's train of thought was broken when she heard Miguel's groan of pain. She almost laughed. It's going to be one long day.

To Be Continued...