Right Where You Left Me | G. Abrams

2.02

Guys what happened to Lilo

Real life

August didn't feel great.

She hadn't been feeling great her whole life, but this was a new low. Her arms were wrapped around her waist as she walked slowly across the field to where Gracie was sat on a picnic blanket.

"If we were having a picnic, I would've brought some drinks or something," She joked, sitting when Gracie told her to.

Neither of them said anything as they looked at the grass awkwardly. It took a minute, but August took a deep breath as she sat in front of Gracie, ready to address the tension that had lingered between them for far too long. She wanted to apologize in person, to show her sincerity and commitment to repairing their friendship.

"Gracie," August began, her voice filled with genuine remorse and a longing for reconciliation. "I want to apologize from the bottom of my heart for the way I've treated you and the strain it has placed on our friendship."

Gracie looked up, her eyes revealing a mix of surprise and cautious hope. She nodded, indicating that she was willing to listen.

"I let my own struggles and insecurities get in the way of our friendship, and what could've been," August continued, her voice filled with earnestness. "I allowed distance to grow between us, and I deeply regret not making more of an effort to communicate and resolve any issues that arose."

Tears welled up in August's eyes as she spoke, a testament to the genuine remorse they felt. She closer to Gracie, hoping to convey the depth of her sincerity.

"I want you to know that I value our friendship more than words can express," August said, her voice filled with emotion. "I know that I broke your trust and any chances of being anything more, but I need you in my life. I can't breathe without you."

Gracie's expression softened, and she reached out to gently squeeze August's hand, a gesture of acknowledgement and forgiveness.

"I'm sorry for any pain or hurt I caused you," August continued, her voice filled with a renewed determination. "I know you don't owe me anything, but I was wondering if we could still be friends? Or at least try to be friends again."

The singer sighed, hand still in August's, "You didn't ruin any chances of us being more than friends. I'm still right where you left me, Lilac," Gracie murmured, "In New York, watching Spider-Man. I'll be there until you're ready, no matter how long that takes."

August found tears gathering in her eyes, "It's a PR thing. Bran and I," She told her.

"Oh," Gracie frowned. August was shocked. She'd expected Conan to have told her already. "Why didn't... Why didn't you just say that?"

"I don't know."

Gracie nodded, fingers jittering as she fought the urge to hug August.

"Can I hug you?"

She nodded and August was back in her favourite place on earth for the first time in ten months.

"I don't deserve you."

"You don't," Gracie agreed, "But I want you anyway." When they broke away, Gracie motioned to the assortment of fruits on the blanket, "I bought your favourite," She lifted a bowl of strawberries, taking of the lid.

August grinned and took one, biting into it. Though as she tried to swallow it, she found that she couldn't. It tasted disgusting.

The singer frowned as August fought the urge to cough up the fruit. "You okay?"

"No," August sniffled, forcing the fruit down her throat, "I haven't been able to eat them for like three weeks. I keep on throwing up. I miss being able to eat strawberries."

Gracie looked concerned as she thought deeply, a frown etched onto her face as she forced out her next words, "Maybe you're pregnant?"

August froze as she looked up. She would've burst out laughing if it wasn't for the seriousness in Gracie's eye and voice. "No. No, that's not possible."

"August-"

"It's not possible, okay? I only slept with him once, like three months ago. And we used a condom."

"I'm just saying-"

"He said he used a condom." August gasped, covering her mouth, "He said."

Gracie stood up, clearing away the picnic. She then pulled August to her feet. The latter's mind was running at a thousand miles an hour as she was dragged out of the field and sat in Gracie's car.

The singer held her face as August began hyperventilating, tears streaming down her face, "He-" She wheezed, "He got me..."

"I know," Gracie said, "But I need you to calm down, please."

August shook her head, "Can't. Can't."

Gracie bit her lip and took August's phone, unlocking it, and calling Mallory. When her sister answered, Gracie cut off her greeting, "August is having a panic attack."

"What?" Mallory asked, "Put her on the phone."

Gracie held the phone at August ear and held it there as the actress's breathing slowed down. She wondered what Mallory had said. August was now just crying softly as she took the phone from Gracie's grasp, listening to her sister.

A weak, "Thank you," Was heard in the car as August hung up, looking straight ahead. She wiped her tears before shakily thanking Gracie, too.

"I'm going to drive you home," Gracie told her.

August sniffled, pulling her knees up to her chest in her seat as Gracie drove them to her apartment. She left August in her bedroom before rushing to the nearest pharmacy. When she got back, August was curled into her pillow, sniffling softly.

"August?" She got her attention. "I got some..."

The eighteen year old nodded and stood up up, taking the pregnancy tests and walking to the bathroom. Gracie sat outside the door as August used the three she had bought. Fourteen minutes later, August walked out and the look on her face to Gracie all that needed to be said.

"What do you want to do?"

August looked at Gracie like she was crazy, "I'm gonna kill it. And then I'm going to send his ass to prison."

5 parts in one day? omg