Searching for Her [Watty Awards 2013]

Ch. 3- Gone

Ch. 3- Gone

Elliot paid the florist for the roses he had bought for Olivia. Everything was gonna be magical he hoped. He straightened his black suit and tucked one of the blue roses on his suit jacket, looking like he received the rose from the Bachelorette. (If unclear: the way he had the rose on) he took a deep breath in. Then he let it out. Next stop, Olivia's apartment.

**Unknown location, New York**

Olivia looked long fully out the passenger's side window. Wishing she had looked in the peephole before opening the door. "Elliot! Oh good he'll know I'm gone! Oh shoot it's date night. Now I'm kinda glad I forgot. Otherwise I'd be in a dress. Please Elliot hurry!" She thought.

**Benson Residence**

"Oh come on Liv, open up. You look fine," Elliot complained as he knocked on her apartment door for the umpteenth time. "All right Liv, this is ridiculous! I'm coming in okay?" He heard no movement, nor a response. Immediately, he became worried as he fumbled for his extra key to her apartment. Finally getting it, he opened the door. The lights were still on, nothing seemed amiss, except that it was still. "Liv, this isn't funny. If you're hiding come out. Please Liv, answer me," Elliot's voice trembled. He walked to her bedroom door and opened it. "Liv?" Empty. "Oh God! No!"
He panicked as he dialed a cellphone number.