To bed.

{if DDKeep = 1
}Beth stared at the piece of paper in her hand for a few minutes. I shouldn't. She walked to the bathroom, lifting the lid on the toilet. I can't... it's a bad idea. She grabbed the slip in both hands... and then put the lid back down. She walked back to the bedroom and grabbed her phone. She pulled up her contacts, and put the number in, putting it under "Kelly." And then she texted the number.

Beth: Hey. this is me.
Denny: cool. thanks.

She felt a chill, a shiver really, run through her whole body. Just... you know just in case I ever need to talk to him about something. She bit her lip, and put her phone away. And then she went to the bathroom and flushed the number. After making sure it went down, she went to bed. Sleep came without much trouble... but her dreams were filled with memories: old and fresh.{else
}Beth stared at the slip. So much history. It was so nice to see him. She immediately berated herself for that thought. You've already fucked up. Don't leave this door open to fuck up more. And with that thought she marched to the bathroom, tearing up the piece of paper and flushing it away. Her emotions were conflicted, but there was a great sense of relief, too. She slipped back into bed, and rolled Brian onto his back so she could slip under his arm and lay her head on his chest.
"Hey..." he mumbled. "gnight...."
"Good night, baby. I love you." I'm so sorry.
{endif
}