Elliot Reid burst into the bar, ready to blow some steam off. The past 2 weeks had been tiring for her. She broke up with Keith, twice. And even though the break up really hurt them both, she believed that it was for the best.
"Hey Carla, you wanna sit... Oh!" Elliot suddenly stopped, when she noticed her now ex-fiance sitting close to the right corner, glaring at her.
"Whe- Oh! Umm let's go somewhere else I've heard if this new place downtown," the Latina said to Elliot, noticing a rather drunk looking Keith staring fiercely at Elliot. She grabbed Elliot's arm and walked off guiltily, not wanting to create a scene.
Watching them leave made Keith feel even worse than before. He had been trying hard to forget her. Forget how beautiful and perfect she is. Forget how much she meant to him. He had especially been trying to erase the memory of her ripping his heart right out of his chest and walking over it like what she did was understandable and leaving him by all himself. But he couldn't.
She was everything to him. And she left him. Even though it was his heart that was broken, he got no compassion from anyone. All the sympathy from all the hospital workers had been directed toward Elliot and her ex was just ignored.
No one even looks at him. He doubts that anyone cares about him. He knows that he's on his own. He downs another glass of whatever drink the new barman just gave him. Trying to accept that she left him... That he's all alone.