Reunited
-Chapter 10-

Christine was just ticked off now. She had already complained to her friends and her mother about Zoey over the phone. She was sitting uncomfortably in her apartment. All she could think was that Chase was with her. Chase was with her in a hotel. Chase is with her in a hotel two nights before her wedding. She knew Chase was an honest guy. She trusted Chase, really she did. But she hardly knew Zoey. There was no way she could trust her.

Christine couldn't take it anymore. She tried calling Chase back and once again she got his stupid voice mail message. Christine threw on her coat, went outside, got in her car and started toward Chase's house. She knew what she had to do.

They had just finished dinner at Denny's and came back into the hotel room. Zoey felt really uncomfortable, sleeping in her clothes that she had worn all day. She wished that Chase would have just let her drive.

"Good night, Zoe," Chase had settled on the floor with one of the extra pillows off of Zoey's bed and a blanket that the woman at the front desk had given him.

"Good Night," Zoey replied.

"You know, I'm sorry about all this," Chase said quietly.

"About what?" Zoey asked.

"I don't know. Everything that's been going on in your life. The baby coming, you having to raise it all by yourself, Ryan and your boss, and my news didn't really make your life easier," Chase replied.

Zoey was sick of hearing about how everything in her life had been going wrong,"Good night, Chase." She turned on her side and was quiet until she heard him snoring.

Zoey tried to fall asleep in the bed but she started to feel sick again. She shouldn't have eaten all that food but her taste buds had won over her common sense. Normally she knew what she could handle but tonight she had the biggest taste for a mushroom bacon swiss burger. But that wasn't the only that was bothering her. Why had Chase always insisted on paying for everything? She wanted dinner to be her treat since he had paid for breakfast, the random things they bought at the shops, and even their stay at the hotel. But when she pulled out her purse to pay the bill, he took out his wallet paid for it himself. She was starting to get frustrated. Zoey was unemployed, not poor. She did have a savings account. She felt like he was treating he like some poor homeless woman on the street and she hated that feeling.

Zoey got up and ran to the bathroom and threw up. Her side hurt terribly. She took a sip of water and once she thought she was done she quietly went back in the room. It was so warm in there, she decided to get a little fresh air. She put on her new coat and walked outside on the balcony where there was a little chair out and a metal railing. Their was a lovely view of the full moon and the thousands of stars that were scattered across the sky. She leaned against the railing and looked out. It was so peaceful and clear here. No hustle and bustle of the city, not loud car horns, just a nice little country town. She didn't miss home. Home had too many painful memories that she just wanted to forget. She wanted to start over. She wanted to forget, but that was impossible. She missed being successful and having a home and what she thought was a wonderful husband. She had never in a million years imagined her life like this. Zoey quietly opened the door, tip toed back into bed and did her best to fall asleep.

Christine pulled into Chase's house and opened the door. It was one in the morning so Dana, Logan, Nicole, and Michael were already sleeping. She tip-toed up the stairs and went directly to the guest room that Zoey was staying in. She shut and locked the door behind her. Zoey's room was as neat as it was when she first started staying there. Christine looked around the room for some personal items, anything that would give her something against her. She opened the closet, neatly her clothes were hung. Her three pairs of shoes lay evenly on the ground. This girl was pefect, Christine thought.

She had searched under the bed in her dresser drawers, but when she looked in the drawer in the night table. She saw it. There was a small light pink book labeled, JOURNAL. Jackpot. If Zoey had any feelings for Chase, this is where she would find the evidence. But the question was should she read it?

A/N: It's been forever and I am sorry about that. 1.) I have been going through alot of personal things. And 2.) I started editing some of my work on this story in previous chapters. I made alot of goofs. So let's hope this one is a little better.

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