Unexpected

Chapter 4 - Broken Hearts Never Heal

     Olivia woke up the next morning to a pounding hangover headache. She glanced at her alarm clock, 11:27 AM. She had a mini heart attack, but remembered that it was her day off, and she didn't have to get Noah until later that afternoon.
     She flipped over, then saw someone laying on the opposite side of the bed. She jumped up and grabbed her robe and tied it tightly around her body. She stood there, staring at the figure under the sheets as drunken memories from last night flooded back to her, "Elliot" she thought to herself. She made her way around the room, picking up all of his clothes.
She tossed them at him from across the room, "What hell Liv?" he said sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"Look Elliot, whatever happened last night, I didn't know what I was doing. I practically finished off a whole bottle of whiskey. Let's forget this and go back to how things used to be." she said looking around the room to make sure she had gathered all of his things.
She turned around and faced the wall as Elliot put on his pants.
"How things used to be?" he asked as he threw a t-shirt on.
"Um yeah, where you run away and forget about me and we don't speak again for another five years." she said turning back around.
"Olivia, no. That's not happening. I'm not going anywhere this time. I want this to work." he said walking toward her.
She dodged his hug and walked into the living room to the door and held it open for him to leave.
"I have Ed! I have Noah. I have a life now Elliot. I'm sorry, but it's not 2011 anymore. I've moved on." she shouted to her bedroom where Elliot was putting on his shoes.
He walked out, looked at her, and smiled, "Call me if you change your mind."
She grinned back and then tilted her head toward the open door, hinting for him to leave.
"What? I don't even get breakfast?" he joked as he walked out the door and turned around facing her from the doorway.
"Goodbye Elliot Stabler" she said as she shut the door in his face.
She stood there until she heard his footsteps fade down the hallway. She turned around and leaned up against the door, slid down it, and began to cry, harder than she had in a long, long time.