Okay, so I apologize for this taking so long. I've been very busy and I've had a little bit of writer's block. I can guarantee you that this won't be the greatest chapter I've ever written, so if I write something better, it will probably be deleted. It is also going to be fairly short because I really don't have a lot of time, but I haven't updated this story since July, so I thought I'd a least try to give you guys something. Thank you once again to everyone who reads my stories and gives me such kind reviews. I greatly appreciate everything.
Dylan sat alone in the peach pit after his fight with Kelly. He had been replaying the whole thing over and over again in his mind. It was bad. He and Kelly had gotten in some fights before, but Dylan realized that this one could have ended things for good. He looked at the whole pie he had in front of him. He just wasn't interested in eating it. He couldn't eat it. He was too upset. Dylan returned the pie to Nat. "Thanks, Nat. I just don't think I can eat anything right now." Dylan headed back for the table he was seated at.
Brenda had just gotten back to the Bel Age Hotel. She parked her rental car in the usual spot and reached for her purse. "My purse." Brenda exclaimed, "Where is it?" Her purse wasn't there. It wasn't in the car. She searched the car a good 3 times. "The Peach Pit." Brenda concluded. "How could I forget my purse at The Peach Pit?" Brenda turned the car back on and headed for The Peach Pit.
At The Peach Pit, Dylan got up once again. This time, he had to go to the bathroom. While in the bathroom, Brenda walked in. Nat spotted her.
"What, twice in one day?" he said.
"I forgot my purse here."
"Yeah, I think I saw it." Nat said. He looked around behind the counter and finally held up a purse. "Is this it?"
"Yes, it is. Thanks Nat."
"No problem, Brenda."
"Well, I'll see you later."
"Yeah, I imagine you'll be back later." Nat laughed. Brenda joined him.
"Bye." Brenda said with a big smile and walked out the front door.
A couple minutes later, Dylan came out from the bathroom. He looked at Nat and said, "Well, Nat. I've got to get going."
"You going home?" Nat asked.
"Not tonight. I think I'm just going to spend the night at the Bel Age Hotel. You know, I really need to just clear my head and I can't do that at home with Kelly constantly filling it up with stuff."
"Well, okay then. I hope you get everything worked out."
"Yeah, me too. Later Nat." Dylan said as he exited the front door.
I am so sorry about how short it is. It's just all I thought it needed. If I have time, I might write a longer chapter and delete this one. We'll see.