Chapter 15

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"I am going to assume it went well," Trace says as she looks down at me as she leans over the couch.

Lifting my gaze to her from the TV, "How so?"

"You didn't jump at the sight of me, there haven't been any complaints and honestly from the atmosphere alone I could tell that it would end this way."

I arch my brow, "That so?"

"Contrary to your own belief I do wish the best for you," she finally smiles at me, "So? Are you going to tell about it or are you going to let me figure it out for myself?"

I groan as I throw my legs over the couch to make a place for her, the explaining itself didn't take up much time but it felt like ages just to hear something from Trace. Every time I stopped for some comments or interjection she just nods for me to continue until she heard the entire story.

She purses her lips, lifting her gaze to the ceiling, "Going to be honest, I did not expect it to go that smoothly."

"I may or may not have glossed over the sad parts to spare you the waterworks."

She rolls her eyes at me, "As if, we both know you aren't the crying type. Anyway, is that all between the two of you? Just friends or are you still going to chase after her?"

I give her a look of certainty, "I think we just need time. The chances are there are still unresolved issues and we should just let it play out until it just feels natural to start persuing each other again."

"Is it worth waiting that long?" she asks, "People don't wait forever you know."

I nod, "It has been ten years, even if she hasn't been waiting for me it has been long enough. We will see what happens."

She then turns her gaze to the TV, "It is like I said - you found your way through to her heart and I doubt she managed to get rid of those feelings at all. Do what you need to do but for your own sake and her sake, first, determine if there is even a chance of going on together."

I smile at her, "I am surprised you changed your whole perspective about this."

"I was afraid that you would go and get your heart broken again. I do not want that to happen to you too," she smiles weakly, "But rather than clinging to that feeling I'd rather help you be happy."

I then ask her, "What about you though? I can't expect you to do all of this for me-"

She stops me, "Don't worry so much about me. Coming back here for me meant more to me than anything else. Even though I didn't really need you," she giggles, "But hey... just promise me that you won't go and die on me. Cause that would suck."

I then nudge her with my elbow, "Same goes for you."

She rolls her eyes, "I am not as prone to allowing myself to get hurt by such things."

"Then, at least talk to me too if you ever need it," she glances at me through the corner of her eye and then back at the TV.

"I will."

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"Hey, (Y/N)," one of the bartenders approach me, "My wife is going into labor, would you mind taking over at the bar for me tonight?"

I narrow my eyes at him, "How is anyone supposed to say that after you drop that bomb," I shake my head and shoo him away, "Yeah I'll take it. Good luck and congrats," he then spins around immediately to storm outside.

I rub my forehead as I then head straight for the bar. All that I know about mixing is the time I spent behind the bar during my off days and the little cheat sheet they put up under the counter for people that may or may not know what they are doing.

Business is incredibly slow today but that is just my luck - if I manage just fine with the few that come in tonight then there is nothing to worry about. They might just move me to a more permanent position as a bartender if I don't drop anything.

I spot a familiar face gravitating towards me, "What can I do you for?"

Akali shakes her head, "I mostly came here to talk but I guess that would be a little difficult if I didn't order something."

I give a nod, "It is a strict no drink no service policy."

"Does water count?"

I furrow my brow at her, "Who comes to a nightclub asking for water?"

"I have to be somewhere after this - unless you feel like forcing me to drink and then driving me where I need to go."

I sigh, "Alright-alright. So what is on your mind?"

She shakes her head, "I am just here to do my job as the good samaritan that I am. Things are still kind of being planned out but the chances of it happening are guaranteed."

I shake my head in confusion, "Being?"

"We will be going on tour in about two to three weeks. The date is the only issue being juggled but Evelynn is going to get her way sooner or later so expect it to be in two weeks. Chris wants to delay it as long as possible for prep."

"How long will all of you be gone?"

She lifts her shoulders, "A rough estimate would be a year, the minimum being seven months."

I furrow my brow, "A year? That is almost a lifetime," this really just screws with everything.

She nods, "I figured the right thing to do would be to give you a heads up before it is too late. So you most likely have three to four weeks to get with Ahri so that we can drag you on tour with us."

I slowly shake my head, saying in a whisper, "I can't."

"Why not?"

"The reason I came back in the first place was for my sister," I lower my gaze to my cuffed fists trembling with frustration, "Thanks for letting me know."

She then sighs, "Hear I thought I was going to be nice and now I have just ended up giving you more worries," she then crosses her arms in front of her, "I would say get your sister somewhere to stay but..."

I nod, "Yeah. I can't just abandon her now."

She sighs, "Damnit I hate trying to be a nice person. Just end up causing more pain-"

I stop her, "No... at least I know now. That is better than figuring it out a week or a day before it happens."

"Tell you what," she then lifts herself off her chair, "I will swing by around the time the place closes up and run the details by you and then think of something with you."

I shake my head, "There is no need. I will figure out what to do - again thanks for trying to help Akali, I do appreciate it."

"You sure?"

I nod, "Yeah. Don't worry so much about me," I try to force a smile, "Made it this far with nothing but my wit so I will somehow figure something out."

A little bit of happiness is always followed by something capable of dropkicking you out of that state right back where you were. I should have considered something like this happening - in the end I guess if we make it work then the long-distance thing may have to happen... but I'd hate for that to happen.

I rub out my eyes - this is all so frustrating. Looks like I am going to end up complaining to Trace about it...


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