Forever and Always

~21~

Hey guys!!! I'm back...kinda? Well not really I was just able to pump this out to be honest. Not going to lie things have been kinda crappy for me recently so I think I just needed the pick me up of something going right right now. So please be nice :| And I hope you all enjoy it. Until next time bye!!!

Elliot sighs again as she puts the glass back down on the bar top. Still upset that her plan of numbing the pain isn't working, she waves down the bartender once more. She holds up the glass in her hand, "Another please".

It was relatively quiet. Not surprising seeing as it was still early but the bartender was kept busy with Elliot.

The bartender looks up from organising bottles behind the bar squinting his eyes at Elliot. "I think I might have to cut you off".

But Elliot just huffs as she spins the glass in her hand. She tiredly ran a hand through her hair before narrowing her eyes at the man. "Do you know who I am?"

Elliot didn't exactly know what to do when the man nodded. "Yeah I do actually. Which is why I should cut you off".

Elliot scoffed clearly the liquor running it's course. Or maybe it's that she's too tired to care how unnecessarily rude she's being to the man right now.

She's had a long night.

"Well then you should know that I could just buy this place and then you would have to keep serving me" Elliot mumbles taking a swig from the beer bottle she had yet to finish while waiting for her drink.

But the bartender only shrugs as he leaned his hands against the bar top looking at her. "Not exactly. It just means that you would have the power to fire me when I give you the exact same answer as I'm giving you right now". He tilted his head at her, "And to be honest. I rather get fired than go home to my daughter crying to me about how her favourite soccer player and role model got drunk and was arrested for doing something dumb".

Elliot paused midway of taking another drink at the man's confession. But ultimately frowned. "Trust me man. I don't need to be drunk to make dumb decisions".

The man's face fell into understanding, his mouth forming an O shape as he grabs a towel and starts to dry some glasses as he talks to the soccer star. "I'm guessing this is about that article published yesterday?"

Elliot nodded, "Yup". She side eyed the bartender tossing back another bit of her beer. "Sorry to disappoint your daughter".

The man shrugged, "Don't worry about it". He eyed her for a second before continuing. "You know I was actually kinda glad when I read that article".

Elliot scowled her first clenching around the neck of her beer bottle. "And here I thought bartender were meant to be comforting".

The man grinned lightly, "Well you're getting the VIP treatment cause you're a celebrity and all". But it dropped when he saw Elliot was not in the mood for jokes. "You asked if I knew who you are? Well I do. I know a frightening amount about you cause I have a little girl at home who is obsessed with you and if you so much as breath she feels the need to tell me about it. In her eyes you could do no wrong. So when that article came out yesterday I'm not going to lie but I was the tinest bit glad about it because it taught her something".

Elliot raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh yeah? What's that now?"

"That even people like you can make mistakes" he answered softly. "That no one is immune to making them. It's what's makes us human".

Elliot listened intently to the man. Ignoring the bitter part of her that wanted to spit out that she was glad that someone had something good out of her world falling apart. But who was she to say that. He didn't owe her anything.