Chapter 12: The Lost Smile

Dave swung open the door only to see her running to the elevator, wiping at her eyes. "Wait!" he called out, but Elena had already pushed the button to close the elevator doors.

"I'll see you and Rey on Wednesday," she said monotonously as the doors closed.

Dave looked on in shock at the closed doors before him. What just happened? He thought to himself. His forehead landed against the cold steel of the elevator doors, eyes closed. I can't believe I just acted like that. I know it wasn't her fault! Dave stormed back into his room, hoping to get a hold of her on her phone.

Elena had just make it back it to her room, tears falling freely, when her phone went off. She pushed the 'End' button as soon as she saw that it was Dave. He continued calling, she continued rejecting it. After a while, her phone told her that she had a voicemail. I don't want to listen to it, Elena thought to herself. She was about to toss the phone onto her bed when it went off again. Before she could press the 'End' button, she saw that it was Christy calling her.

"Hello?" she answered, trying to collect herself and sound convincing.

"Hey girl! Me and Stacy were going to go shopping and grab something to eat! You wanna come?" Christy asked excitedly.

"Uh, I'm not sure." Elena replied softly.

"WHAT!?!?! Elena Kovac refusing shopping? Okay, what's wrong?" Christy demanded.

"Nothing! I meant...uh...what time are we gonna leave?" Elena responded with a fake smile on her face.

"That's what I thought!" Christy giggled as they all agreed to meet in the lobby in 30 minutes. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked again.

"Yeah I'm sure. I just woke up from a nap that's all. I'll see you guys in the lobby," Elena said as they both hung up. Elena walked into the bathroom to see that her mascara was smeared on her face. Her eyes widened, as she remembered when she would see herself like this everyday. "Maybe if Dave saw me like this he'd see what I'd been trying to tell him," she said bitterly to herself. Elena turned on the faucet and splashed water onto her face to rinse the makeup off. Her feet took her to her closet so she could change. After putting on a blue tank-top and black skirt with boots, Elena sat on the couch and turned on the tv.

Her mind wasn't even focused on what was on the screen in front of her. Elena's thoughts continued to think about what had occurred not even half-an-hour before. I didn't mean to make him angry. I never should've yelled at him. All he did, and all he's ever done was be nice to me. It's just like me to fuck everything up. God! What is wrong with me? Elena thought angrily to herself. Before she knew it, thirty minutes was up. Elena quickly grabbed her purse and phone, which still had a voicemail on it, and headed down to the lobby.

Apparently she was a little early, since Stacy and Christy were nowhere to be found. Elena let out a sigh as she sat down on one of the lobby couches to wait. After checking her watch for the third time, Elena lifted her head to see Stacy and Christy making their way from the elevator. She smiled at seeing her friends as she stood to meet them. However her smile started to fade when she saw someone getting off the elevator right next to them.

Dave had been wearing the same thing after she had left his room, simply with sunglasses over his eyes and the top three buttons of his shirt were undone. His attention wasn't in Elena's direction, which she was very grateful for.

"Sorry we're late, Stacy almost had a hair crisis!" Christy laughed.

"Shutup! You're the one who was arguing with yourself about the right shade of eyeshadow!" Stacy replied. They both noticed the surprised look on Elena's face, as she continued to look on in Batista's direction. "You okay?" Stacy asked.

"Come on, let's go," Elena said as she grabbed their hands and nearly dragged them out the doors.

"Elena!" they both cried out, catching a certain someone's attention. Dave turned around to see Elena pulling Stacy and Christy out the door.

"Elena!" he called out as he tried to catch up to them. By the time he got outside, the limo had driven off with the three divas inside. Damn. He cursed to himself as he headed back inside the hotel.

It was about two hours later that Elena got back to her room with two bags of things she bought. Throughout the entire trip, except for the leaving the hotel, Elena was able to act like she was fine so her friends wouldn't worry about her or ask questions. She clipped off the tags off her new shirts and skirts and put them away. Elena was about to head into the shower, when she looked at her phone. Again, was the sign blinking '1 New Voice Message'. Elena heaved a light sigh as she decided to finally listen to it.

Hey Elena. Please pick up. I really want to talk to you. I didn't mean to seem so mad before, and I'm definitely not mad at you. I could never be angry with you. I was angry at myself for almost hurting you, and being an idiot. Please call me back.

Elena didn't know what to say at the message she had just listened to. His voice sounded so...soft, and pleading. The Animal, Batista was nearly begging for forgiveness...from her no less!

"Oh...how could I make him feel like this? I should talk to him tomorrow. We should at least be on good terms for Wednesday." she said as she smiled a little before going to take her shower.

When she got back, Elena couldn't help but listen to the message again. Just to hear his voice...his sweet voice. The voice that always spoke to her with such kindness and sincerity. After listening to it about two more times, Elena finally seemed satisfied and slipped under the covers of her bed.

Meanwhile, Dave was sitting on his couch with his cell phone in his hand. Should I try to call her again? It is pretty late, and she's probably still mad at me. Dave sighed as he wiped his hand over his face. His mind traveled back to when he saw Elena trying so hard to get her and her friends out of the hotel before he could catch up to them. It's almost like she's scared of me, he thought. Dave put his face in both his hands wondering what he could do to make it up to her, and make her understand that he wants to be on good terms again. This plagued his mind throughout the night, even as he went to bed to go to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow can be a fresh start, he thought as he closed his eyes.

A/N: I know! I know! I'm a horrible person for making my characters suffer like this!! But the worse the argument, the better the make-up!! Lol. I hope you enoyed it! I wanted to update on my BIRTHDAY as something of a gift to you guys for giving me such confidence and support in my writing. Thank you all so much:)