Chapter 3

Elliot walked up to the table.

"Having fun?" he sneered.

Olivia and Kathleen snapped their heads back, both women's cheeks deep red. They stared at Elliot, fear in their eyes. How much had he seen?

"E-Elliot!" Olivia stuttered. "W-what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you!" he replied shortly. "But I guess you were doing just fine on your own."

"Dad, wait a second," Kathleen tried to interject, but Elliot cut her off.

"Nothing out of you, young lady!" he snapped. "You and I will talk later." He turned to Olivia. "Olivia, how could you? Dating my daughter right under my nose?"

"We were afraid how you would react," Olivia replied shortly, folding her arms over her chest. "And I guess we were right, because right now you're shoving it in our faces like it's a bad thing!"

"My partner, my female partner, is dating my female daughter!" Elliot cried. "There is something wrong here!"

Olivia reared up and slapped him across the face.

"So just because I'm gay makes it okay to criticize me?" she cried, pure hurt in her eyes. "Elliot, never once, in our over 10 year relationship, did I take you for a homophobe. Not once."

"Don't you dare try to pin this on me!" Elliot snapped, holding his burning red cheek with one hand.

"I can't believe you are fighting about this with me, Elliot!" Olivia snapped. "I thought you wanted your daughter to be happy. I thought you cared about her!"

"I do care about my daughter!" Elliot replied harshly.

"Oh yeah?" Olivia scoffed. "Prove it. Ask her what would make her happy. Ask her what she wants."

Elliot looked at his daughter expectantly.

"Well?" he asked. "What do you want, Kathleen?"

"I want you to leave us alone," Kathleen replied sharply, taking Olivia's hand and squeezing it tightly. "I love Olivia, and you can't take that away from us."

"If you want to choose her over me, then fine," Elliot snapped, his voice cracking slightly with hurt at his daughter's words. "Go live with her."

"You know what? I think I will," Kathleen snapped, eyes and voice brimming over with anger. "Olivia accepts me for who I am, and if you hate me because I'm gay then that's your problem."

"I don't hate you, Kathleen," Elliot tried to say, but Kathleen cut him off with a swipe of her hand.

"I don't want to hear it, Dad," Kathleen snapped. She began to walk away, and pulled Olivia with her. "Goodbye, and good ridance."

"Kathleen, wait!" he ordered, but they were already lost in the crowd. It was then he remembered he had forgotten to warn Olivia. He had completely forgotten, and now she was in more danger than before. "Shit."

Olivia followed Kathleen out through the Macys to the car in the parking lot. They climbed in, Olivia in the driver seat. She heard Kathleen start to sob beside her, and she reached over with her hand and squeezed Kathleen's knee.

"It'll be okay," she assured her softly. "He just needs a couple days to blow off some steam."

Kathleen shook her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"He doesn't matter anymore," she announced, waving the topic off with her hand. "Right now, it's just us. You and me."

"Alright," Olivia smiled. "Why don't we go out and get something to eat?"

"Okay," Kathleen sniffed. "Can we get Italian?"

"Sure," Olivia laughed. She put the keys into the ignition and started the car. "Any requests for a restaurant?"

"There's one really good one a friend of mine told me about," Kathleen answered, pulling out her phone. "I can give you the address."

"Alright," Olivia smiled, and pulled out of the parking lot.

Soon, they were sitting down at a dimly lit restaurant, laughing over diet cokes and bread sticks.

"This is really good," Olivia laughed through a mouthful of bread stick. "Your friend has really good taste."

"I told you!" Kathleen giggled, taking a sip of her coke. "Mackenzie knows all!"

"Oh, so there's a Mackenzie now," Olivia announced with a mock inquiring look. "Who else don't I know about?"

"Julie, Rachel, Mattie, Kayla…" Kathleen ticked the names off on her fingers, and laughed when she saw Olivia's eyes widen. "Oh, I'm kidding, Liv! Relax!"

"Okay," Olivia laughed. She took a sip of her cola and smiled. Eyeing the menu, she picked it up and looked it over. "What are you getting for dinner?"

"Um, I don't know," Kathleen replied, picking up her own menu off the table. She looked it over, turning it to see what was on the back. "The green pepper and onion pizza looks good."

"Yeah, it does," Olivia murmured.

"You wanna split it with me?" Kathleen asked, looking up over her menu.

"Sure," Olivia smiled, putting down her menu.

Suddenly, two blood red drinks we plopped onto the table in front of them.

"From the man at table 4," the waitress smiled.

The two women looked over and dark looking man waved at them.

"Thank you," Olivia smiled at waitress, waving at the man.

"You're welcome," the waitress smiled, and walked to another table.

Kathleen took a sip of her drink, and smiled.

"That's good," she announced, licking her lips and examining it. "It's really fruity though."

"I'm not supposed to be drinking tonight," Olivia smiled, taking a sip of her diet coke. "I have to be in court tomorrow."

"So… you're not gonna drink yours?" Kathleen asked hopefully.

"Nope!" Olivia laughed. She pushed the drink across the table and over to Kathleen. "Have at it."

"Thanks!" Kathleen grinned, and put it next to her own.

"No problem," Olivia laughed.

Kathleen picked up the drink and swirled the drink around in its glass.

"Yours looks a little lighter in color," she announced, looking it over. "I wonder if it's a different flavor."

"Try it," Olivia offered. "Maybe it is."

Kathleen lifted the glass to her lips, and Olivia suddenly gasped and snatched it out of her hand.

"What the hell?" she cried in shock. "Olivia what was that for?"

"Look!" Olivia cried, showing her the glass.

Kathleen peered in, and noticed a small, nearly dissolved white pill.

"He tried to drug you," Olivia gulped.

"No, Olivia," Kathleen corrected. "It was your glass. He tried to drug you."

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