Chapter 3

Olivia woke up slowly. She looked over at the clock and saw that she'd been asleep for six hours. She was still exhausted but decided it was time to get up. She wanted to see if Elliot had stayed, even though she knew the answer would be no. She made her way to the bathroom to throw up and followed through by going to the kitchen for some tea. There, she saw Elliot. He was out like a light. She smiled slightly to herself, trying to drink at least a little.

As she walked back towards her bedroom to lie down, she got incredibly dizzy. "Oh…" She muttered as she collapsed against the wall, dropping her glass. It shattered and the noise awoke Elliot.

"Olivia!" He yelped as he shot up off the couch. He ran over to her & took her hand. "Come on…" He whispered. He picked her up gently & carried her to her bed as she began to wake back up.

"Wha-huh?" She asked staring into his eyes as if she'd never seen him before.

He tucked her back into bed & gave her a loving smile. "You probably just got up a little fast.."

"Oh…Oh, right. Yeah…That was probably it." She paused. "I…oh." She got up & raced to the bathroom. Elliot ran after her & got up behind her & tried again to soothe her.

"I'm sorry Olivia…" He whispered. He wished it wasn't so hard on her. He didn't quite know what to do. He'd helped Kathy out, sure, but she was never like this. Olivia was SICK.

She finished throwing up yet again and flushed the toilet. She leaned back into him & let him scoop her up and carry her to bed. "I'm sorry…" She said softly, embarrassed.

"For what? What have you got to be sorry for?"

"I just…You deserve an explanation…The truth is, I don't have one. I mean…I don't know. It just happened. I went out with this guy…I'd never even met him before! God! Elliot…What have I done?"

"Slow down..Slow down. Breathe. You don't owe me anything, okay? I'm right here and I'm not gonna leave. Take your time. Now, who is this guy anyway?" He tried not to seem too disappointed. He didn't want her to think he was disappointed in her...He just wished it could've been him. He loved her more than she'd ever know.

"I don't know! Elliot, I was so drunk. I don't remember anything! I just woke up naked & there was a note…it wasn't signed. It just said "Dear Olivia, I had fun tonight." I don't remember anything Elliot, I'm so sorry." She talked so fast it was almost unrecognizable.

"Olivia…Listen to me. It's okay." He did his best to soothe her. "You need to relax, okay? You're gonna make yourself sick again. Take a breath."

"I'm sorry." She whispered. She tried desperately to calm her breathing but wasn't having much success. "I'm trying.."

"I know." Elliot answered. He wished he could do more for her. "Do you…I'm gonna go fix you some more tea, okay? You need to drink something…You've been throwing up all day and you're getting really dehydrated." He got up.

"El…please…Don't go. I…I don't want you to go." She pleaded.

"I'll be right back…I promise I'm not going anywhere, I won't leave you…not like this. You have to stay hydrated, you'll get sicker." He snuck out before she could argue & cleaned up the broken glass. He then fixed her a new one.

Olivia closed her eyes as sleep threatened to overtake her. She fought it. She didn't want to sleep. It only meant another nightmare. No more sleep. It was too late. She couldn't fight anymore.

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