(A note won’t even cover an excuse.)
“What are we going to do Olivia…” Taylor said, on the brink of tears. She had shed so many tears lately, it was miraculous she could even conjure up anymore. She was sitting down next to Chase in the hospital. He was making no recovery. Hope…So very scarce.
“I dunno’ Taylor. We can all cry about it, but sooner or later we’re going to have to own up to it.” Olivia proclaimed.
“How profound.” Taylor said sarcastically.
“It’s true. If he’s gone, he’s gone. There’s nothing else to it.”
“Then stop being so fucking sulky.”
“It’s been three months. We’re almost at the non-recovery mark. One more month of sulking seems okay.” Olivia rolled her eyes and walked across the room. She hugged Taylor tightly, as if it were the last hug she was ever going to give. They just hugged for what seemed like ten minutes before releasing each other.
“Come on girl, we’re going out on the pull.” Taylor said.
“Oh really? And what makes you think I do that?”
“Who are you joking?”
“Ah, no one. Let’s go.” They both left the room and made their way down. They reached the parking lot and got into Taylor’s car. She drove off, slowly at first, but steadily accelerating.
“Where to?” Olivia said.
“No thanks, to formal.”
“Sure, I guess.” Taylor made her way to Sparks, another local nightlife hotspot. Silence made a veil over the two for the remainder of the drive. When they finally reached their destination with a sigh, Olivia got out of the car. “I tell you what, if you somehow can mange to get a guy out of here before I do, I’ll stop being so sulky.”
“Wonderful prize Taylor.”
“Well, what do you want?”
“And if you can get a guy out of here before me.” Olivia stopped to laugh a bit. “I’ll be your slave for the rest of the month.”
“Month.” They both stared at each other for a while then laughed. They walked up to the entrance and went in, splitting up.
Taylor looked around, sprucing up to look as ‘sexy’ as possible. She went up to the bar and saw a guy next to her.
“Hi.” He said.
“I’m Tom.” He said.
“Nice name.” He sighed. “Taylor…”
“You single?” She asked.
“Yes.” He said.
“Gay?” He laughed.
“Got a job?’
“Yeah…” She leaned in and kissed him, he kissed her back. She pulled away and gagged. She walked off down the bar and around the corner to find a new guy. (HAHA Em, I had to.)
Olivia went upstairs to the main dance floor and the first ‘hot’ guy she saw, she targeted. She watched him from afar and waited for him to see she was staring at him. Eventually, he did and came over.
“You know, staring isn’t illegal, but it should be.”
“Fuck you.” She said sarcastically.
“Feisty much?” Olivia shook her head. “You’re funny. Would you like to dance?”
“I don’t even know your name.”
“Jason.” He said. She took his hand and went over to the floor. They danced for a while before decided to talk some more.
“What you doing tonight?”
“Nothing, why?” She grabbed his hand again and pulled him with her. Down the stairs and saw Taylor was sitting at the bar. She winked at her and pulled Jason out of the club.
During the 3rd Month of Chase’s Absence
Chase- Nothing, zip, failure.
Taylor- She was regaining some happiness. Not just do to the bet, but overall she was moving on, getting over Chase. She and Olivia had developed qutie a friendship over the term.
Kirra- Just give up already.
Matt- He kept visiting. He was determined to never give up, to visit Chase until the day one of the should part. He kind of went into a shell though, not talking to anyone.
Fi- She and Taylor would often go visit Chase with Olivia. She was unsure about the whole situation still, but wasn’t going to give up for Taylor and Matt’s sake.
Kale- At this time, he stopped visiting Chase. He gave up on him, and everyone else for that matter. He rarely visited anyone. The relationship he thought he had with Fi was shattered.
Maxxie- He often would visit with his friends more so than Chase. He occasionally would however, feeling an obligation to do whatever it took to help a friend in need.
Olivia- When we last left her, she couldn’t visit Chase, ever. Counseling had brought her over the hill of thought and made her believe she had to visit Chase. She wasn’t an emotional wreck anymore, she was moving on, but still keeping him there.