Shayne POV:
It's been two weeks since I've seen Courtney. She hasn't been to work and she hasn't talked to anyone except Olivia.
I walked into the smoffice and went to Olivia. "Hey Oliva. Have you heard from Courtney? Is she coming in?" It's become routine for me to ask her about Courtney every day now. I'm really worried about her and the fans are too.
She sighed and shook her head. "No. She hasn't talked to me in days. I don't know what to do" she put her head in her hands and turned her chair to face me
"That's it we have to go over there" I said grabbing her wrist lightly to pull her to the door and she followed me out to my car
"She said not to go over there." She said getting in the car
"I don't care. It's been two weeks. We're her friends we aren't just going to let her sulk and hide away from her problems. Which she hasn't even told me about. Do you know why she's acting like this?" I asked while I started driving.
"If I'm being honest she hasn't actually told me. I haven't questioned why, I just thought it was personal and didn't want to push it" she explained fiddling with her thumbs
"Well it's about time she told us. We can't just sit here and watch her suffer and she can't just block us out and except us to be okay with it!" I said parking in her apartment complex's parking lot
"Fine. I agree but you really need to calm down before we go in there. We can't just go in uninvited and then get all angry." She reasoned
"Fine. How are we gonna get in?" I took a breath in
"I have a key. We just have to make sure she doesn't try to stab us when we walk in" she laughed lightly. I nodded as we walked to her door
Olivia opened the door and knocked lightly "Court? It's Oliva and Shayne. We wanted to check on you"
We walked in slowly and looked around. "It's pretty empty in here" I said looking in her kitchen
"She's probably in her room. Let's go" she said leading me to her room. She once again knocked on the door and opened it
There she was in bed hair in her face and tissues in hand. "Court what's going on? Everyone's so worried about you. You have to tell us what's going on" Oliva said sitting down next to her legs and I sat on the other side of the bed
"I don't want to talk." I could hear the tears on her voice "please. I just need space" me and Oliva exchanged a look before Oliva spoke up again "no. No more time. You are going to go shower and we're going to get some coffee. After that you're going to explain everything understand?" Oliva said pulling her up to a sitting position
"Fine. But you better get me a cake pop too while you're at Starbucks" she said before going to her bathroom to shower.
"Alright let's go" I said grabbing my keys again
