As usual I own nothing. Unfortunately, all of these characters I am borrowing and just playing with them.

I thought I would do this chapter on Bailey's view of that night and I think the next one will be Sarah's POV. So unlike the first 2 chapters this one is in first person point of view.

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Bailey's POV

Wow. That's the only word to describe it. Out of thousands of restaurants in the city, we had to go to this one. God, the odds must be one in a million.

Sure I had fantasies about coming to visit Claud and accidentally running into Sarah like it was the universe's serendipitic way of putting us together. Who wouldn't? I mean Sarah was like my soul mate. At least I thought she was. But I never thought that it would actually ever happen. I am still in denial. I pinch my skin to make sure this night is not actually a dream. And it isn't. It is a living nightmare.

I am glad that my family isn't here because I don't know what to say and I don't really feel like putting my feelings into words. I know that if my sisters were here they would want every detail. I can see Claudia harassing me for information. I know I have to talk to them eventually. But right now I just can't. In fact I can't even think straight my mind is in a blur. The last time I felt like this was when Sarah left and I realized that she would never come back again.

God, I hate thinking about that day. In fact, I used to spend a good part of every day trying to keep myself busy so that I don't think about it because it was the hardest thing to get over. It took awhile but low and behold I did.

I still cant believe that I left like that. Throughout the past couple of years, I imagined in my head what would I say if I was ever put in this situation. And it certainly wasn't 'I have to go now.' I wanted to ask her so many questions. Like why did you leave? How could you leave Owen? And would it have killed you to pick up a phone? The main question I like just wanted to ask her Why?

But like a coward I just left and with that none of my questions were left unanswered.

Thinking about this now, I guess I have some repressed grief over this whole situation and the last thing I need to be is angry.

If I had passed Sarah on the streets, I don't even think that I would have recognized her. Her hair was a different color, she had lost weight, and something else was different I just can't put my finger on it. I mean she has probably changed in two years because I know that I have. Come on, since she has left I have moved and for the first time since my parents had died, I felt like the weight of my family had been lifted off my shoulders. Actually, I cant believe I am think about this now. Just the other day I was on the phone with my older brother Charlie and he asked me a very simple question, "Bay are you happy?"

With most people this question is no big deal. But it was always something I struggled with.

And without any type of hesitation, I answered, "Yes" And for once I actually meant it. I wasn't just telling him what he wanted to hear and he must have sensed it in my voice. I know it surprised Charlie but it also shocked me too. I love school. I love living on the east coast because it is such a different dynamic of the west coast. I love everything about my life from the frequent phone calls to my sisters and my nightly phone call with Owen. I love that all of the members of my family have found their place in the world. In fact, if you asked me yesterday I would of told you that there is not one thing I would change about my life. And now I am not so sure. The haze on my shoulders surrounds the happiness.

Now is time to ask myself a question. 'Do I want to see her again?' I don't know what the answer is. Even though it is a simple question just thinking about it makes my brain feel like it is going to explode into a million pieces all over the sidewalk.

After walking probably countless blocks, I arrive at the hotel. I look at my watch I must have been walking around in a daze for the past two hours. I enter the revolving doors of the hotel and the first thing I see is the bar.

Since it is after two am, it is deserted. I go in not sure of what I want. The bartender asks me what I want. I know I want a drink of beer but it is just not worth it. It would be so easy for the bartender to pour me a cold beer and I know that it will help ease my pain only temporarily. But it is just not worth it. It is tempting but not worth falling off the wagon again. I get up without saying a word and I practically run to the elevator.

I go to the room that I am sharing with Will for the weekend. I stand in the hallway with my key in my hand. I try to turn the key ever so quietly because I know if I wake Will up that I will have to explain everything to him. And I don't think that I am ready to do this. I take a deep breath and open the door.

I see Will sitting on his bed watching the television.

"Bailey, seriously, we have to stay in hotels more often you gotta love their selection of television shows. Come on they got everything. I just watched the Naughty Nurses Portuguese and I think it was better."

Will rambled some more on the different programs that he had watched that night on the hotel's cable. However, everything he said just went in one year and out the other. For all I know he was talking about nuclear physics. I just keep nodding my head so he thinks that I am listening to him intently.

Before I can say anything, Will cuts to the chase, "So what happen you know after I left?"

"Yeah, I was meaning to ask you if you found your sunglasses?"

"Come on Bay, you knew that we had to get out of their the tension between you two was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Even Victor and Todd sensed it and they didn't have any clue of what was going on. I just thought that if we left maybe it would alleviate some of the anxiety and then maybe you two could talk."

"Yeah I knew you only had the best intentions. But to tell you the truth after you guys left it unease and the angst got to world record levels after you left. Finally I couldn't take it anymore so I made up some sorry excuse and left."

"You left just like that?"

"Yeah, well ,excuse me Will. There isn't exactly any type of etiquette book for this situation. I didn't know what to do so I panicked."

"You freaked out and left?"

"Yeah Will what did you think I did?"

"I thought you two would at least talk."

"Easier said than done. Look its past 3. I don't really feel like hashing this out play by play for you. I just need to sleep. Besides I have to meet my sisters in like 4 hours for breakfast. Just do me a favor and let me sleep."

Will beguilingly turned off the TV and turned the lights off. Within minutes Bailey could hear his friend snoring on the other bed.

However, Sleep is one thing, he would not get that night.


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