"Elliot?" I whispered as his eyes slowly opened,

"Someone is showering."

"Hm." He got up, pulling back the door.

"What the hell, man!" It was a woman's voice.

"What are you doing here? How'd you get in?" He asked as she turned the water off.

"I needed a place to crash and wash my clothes real quick." She was wearing Elliot's clothes.

"Shit, I didn't know you had company!"

"Please, leave!" Elliot said to the strange girl.

"We have business to tend to, didn't you see the video?"

"Yes, can we talk about this later?"

"It can't wait." A timer went off.

"Clothes are dry, awesome!"

Who was she? She knew about the video too? Elliot had to be involved with this all somehow.

"I have to go. Can you watch Flipper for me?"

"S-sure. Are you in trouble Elliot?"

"No, I'm fine." He said in all seriousness.

"Come on!" The girl called as he disappeared. I sat down, what the fuck had just happened? He was in some type of mess, but seemed ok. I didn't want to get involved at all. My phone vibrated, ugh, a message from Angela.

Want to do a late lunch? We can do a double date with your new boo?

I sighed, I had nothing better to do and wanted to keep my mind busy. I'm sure Ezra would say yes, I texted him.

Sure, what time? And we're not dating.

Yeah, I've heard that one before. 2? I'll send you the address.

See you then.

I shook my head as I walked out with my new companion.

"Hey!" It was Shayla, Flipper wagged her tail like mad.

"Do you want to watch her? I don't think she's too comfortable with me, it looks like you've hung out with her before." I smiled at her, she seemed like a nice person.

"Sure! I have once since he just got her randomly."

"Cool, I'll see you around, Shayla!"

Sounds fun to me, baby (;

I read, shaking my head and biting my lip. I got home and put on a white, oversized sweater dress, and thigh high, black, velvet boots. I put my hair in a messy bun and did a more natural, makeup look. I put on a white, fuzzy jacket and there was a knock at my door.

"God damn, you're smoking hot!" I smiled as I looked at him, he wore a black V-neck with matching skinny jeans, brown boots and a leather jacket. He was pretty sexy.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I said as I grabbed his hand.

"Where we going, doll?"

"This is the address. Looks like an Italian place." I scrolled through the pictures.

"Sounds good to me! What are your friends' names?" He asked as he watched the road.

"Angela, she's my cousin and her douche bag boyfriend, Ollie." He chuckled.

"You don't sound too excited."

"It's just something to do…as horrible as that sounds." I said, looking out the window.

"I mean, I could have thought of a few things to do." He said as he ran his hand up my dress.

"Holy shit, you're not wearing any panties?" I spread my legs as he grazed his hand over my mound.

"You naughty girl."

"I'm also not wearing a bra." I said seductively as he ran his thumb in circles over my clitoris.

"Fuck…I don't want another episode of what happened this morning to occur." He stopped and licked his thumb.

"Fuck, you are sweet, baby."

I smirked at him and hiked up my dress, fully exposing my lower half, and began fingering myself, moaning as I watched Ezra.

"Fuck, you want me to get in a wreck, sweet heart?" He licked his lips hungrily.

"Mmm, I'm just picturing your large dick pumping in and out of me." I said breathily as he watched me.

"You have arrived at your destination." The GPS announced.

"Ugh, I'm so fucking wet…your windows are tinted, right?"

"You know it baby." He parked on the side of the road as I unzipped his pants and grabbed his extremely erect shaft, I climbed on top of him and slowly entered it into my tight, aching, mound. I was already on edge, close to climax as I rode him.

"Maisy, you are fucking special!" He whispered as I kissed his lips. I could feel that he was close to coming too and I quickened the pace, placing my hands on the ceiling of the car.

"Ezra, I'm coming."

"Shit, me too baby." He thrusted upward, coming all over my mound.

We were both breathless and I heard my phone vibrate.

You almost here?

"Ugh, she's so impatient. It's been ten minutes." I got off Ezra and made sure my makeup hadn't smeared.

"Let's do this." He opened the door, extending his hand while I took it.

"Thank you, kind sir."

"Hey!" Angela and Ollie got up as she hugged me.

"Guys, this is Ezra, Ezra this is Angela and Ollie."

"It's nice to meet you two, I've heard a lot about you Angela." He smiled as we sat down.

"You too, although, I've heard nothing about you." She laughed as Ezra chuckled.

"This is an authentic place, owned by a family from Italy. I think you guys will love it!"

"Italy is one of my favorite places. I actually lived there for a few years." I looked over at him, surprised,

"Really?" We both said.

"Yeah." He smiled at me, placing his hand on my thigh, causing me to gasp.

"Are you ok?" Angela asked as I nodded, my cheeks turning red.

"I can order for you, if you'd like? Since you obviously don't believe me." He teased.

"Ok, impress me, sir. I'll let you choose whatever you'd like." The waiter came over and Ezra began speaking Italian, good God this man was Heaven sent. He became even more attractive.

"I see you, boy. Impressing the ladies and such." I hit my shoulder into his, causing him to break out in a smile.

"Wow, you are something else." Angela said, she looked flustered, I couldn't blame her though.

"You ok, Ollie?" I asked, he was very quiet for once.

"Y-yeah. Sorry." He came back to focus.

They began talking about work and business and I could tell that Angela liked him, I mean, how couldn't you. We finished desert and I held Ezra's hand as he and Angela talked about how he started up and went about his company. I watched Ollie, his eyes darting, tapping his foot. Something was going on.

"What happened with that whole fsociety thing?" I asked her.

"We're still investigating it. I don't think it's serious, but we have to make sure." I nodded my head.

"Have you talked with Elliot?" I asked her and she shook her head as she sipped on some wine.

"You?"

"Yeah, this morning actually. He seems thrown off by the whole video thing."

"He's just been acting odd lately. I'm not sure what to make of him." She looked out the window.

"We better get going. I need to get ready for work." I looked up to Ezra as he smiled warmly at me and nodded.

"They weren't too bad." Ezra said as we headed home.

"Yeah. Ollie was unusually quiet." I played with my hair.

"I was expecting more from him because of your raving review…hey you mind if we stop by the pier real quick? I need to pick something up." He said as he parked.

"Nope, is it alright if I sit here? I love people watching." I said pointing to a bench. He chuckled.

"Of course, baby. I'll be back in a few minutes."

I looked around.

"Elliot?" I mumbled, he was sitting on some railing and it looked like he was talking…but no one was there.

"Elliot?" I said as I approached him, but he hadn't heard me. He was talking about how his father pushed him out the window when he was eight.

"Hey, El? Holy shit, Elliot!" He fell into the water, as if someone had pushed him.

"Maisy, what's going on?" I had just finished talking with 9-1-1 and tears streamed down my face.

"E-Elliot!" I had tried getting him out, but failed. I was covered in God knows what.

"Shit!" He took his jacket off and jumped down, there was a plank of wood that Ezra moved him to and secured him and a few others' came around and got him out as the ambulance arrived.

"Elliot?" I was bawling. He looked awful.

"Come here, baby. I'm sorry." Ezra said as he embraced me.

"Can I ride with him?" The EMT nodded.

"I'll meet you at the hospital, ok?"

"Sounds good." I got in, holding his hand. They had started and IV with some antibiotics and said his vitals were looking good.

"Is he on any medication, ma'am?"

"I think he takes Morphine? At least that's what the pills look like. But I'm not sure of anything else."

I sat next to him after the doctor had examined him and looked at his bruised and swollen face. He was obviously mentally unstable. I should have seen that and been able to help him. Ezra walked in.

"How's he doing?" He sat next to me putting his arm around my shoulders.

"They said they won't know till he's awake." I said quietly.

"I think he's sick, Ezra. I know he's seeing a therapist but he's probably been lying to her. I should have seen that." More tears streamed down my face.

"Maisy, you haven't even been here for a week. How would you have known? Some people are good at hiding it too." I nodded my head. He was right.

An hour or so had passed and Ezra had to leave to let Zeus out and make a business call. Elliot's finger began to twitch.

"El?" I held my breath as he slowly opened his eyes.

"Ma-Maisy, where am I?" He asked as his eyes shifted around the room.

"The hospital, you fell." I stood up, standing by his side.

"I was pushed." He said quietly.

A woman rushed in.

"Elliot! Are you alright? You have to quit taking Morphine, ok? You have to promise me." He looked over at me and then to her.

"I promise." He said softly.

"I'm Krista, Elliot's therapist." She held a hand out.

"I'm Maisy, a friend of his. It's nice to meet you." I shook her hand.

"Can I talk to him in private?" She asked.

"Of course." I smiled and exited.

Thank God he's ok, what's that God awful smell? Oh my God, it's me! I scrunched my nose up in disgust. I probably looked like a homeless person. Angela came rushing in.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I-I lost my phone." It had fallen in that water.

"You smell awful! Is Elliot alright?"

"Yes, he's talking with his therapist." I looked at the clock, realizing I needed to be at work in an hour.

"Can you make sure he's alright? I need to get to work." I said getting up.

"Of course." She smiled.

I got home and showered and put on a see through chamomile that was white and had cute daisies on it with matching, high wasted underwear. I put a very light, pink, long wig on and put large eyelashes on and did some twiggy inspired makeup. I had white go go boots to go with them. I put my long, cheetah print jacket on and walked out, with Elliot on my mind.

I bit my nail as I waited outside for a taxi to come. I wish I had my phone. He thought someone had pushed him, which wasn't true. I got to work and began dancing, there were a few bachelor parties, so money was flowing. I saw Ezra come in and my heart began racing. I smiled at him as he waved.

"Excuse me, boys." I said.

"Now wait a second, don't walk away yet, you're so pretty!" One of the drunk guys slurred as he stood in front of me.

"I need to use the ladies room." Ezra was watching me like a hawk.

"Come on little lady, we weren't tipping you well enough?" They circled around me. Where the hell was the bouncer? One of them began running their hand up my thigh.

"Hey, stop!" I yelled as they started laughing.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Ezra grabbed the one touching me and knocked him to the ground.

"Hey man, it's her fucking job!" He threw a punch at Ezra, who quickly retaliated.

"Sir, you need to leave." One of the bouncers told Ezra.

"He helped me, since you guys weren't around!" I said, quite upset. Tears began to build at the brim of my eyes.

"You go home, Rose. You've had a rough night." He said.

"O-okay. Thanks, Ray." I put my jacket on and walked out with Ezra.

"Are you ok?" I asked him as we got into his car.

"Yeah, I think I'll have a bruise, but no big deal. It was worth it for my baby." He smiled over at me.

"How's Elliot?" He asked as I began crying.

"I don't know. I-I don't have a phone."

"How about I drop you by his place?" I nodded my head.

"Thanks for everything Ezra." I held onto his hand.

"Your welcome, doll."

"Want me to go in with you?" He asked as we pulled up.

"No, it's ok. Goodnight."

"Night, baby!" I knocked on Elliot's door and turned the handle, to my surprise it was open.

"Elliot?" He was lying in bed and Shayla was tending to him.

"Hey, girl! Can you sit with him for a bit? I have to pick a few things up, maybe get some shut eye." She smiled at me.

"Of course, is he doing alright?"

"Yes! Bye Elliot." She kissed his cheek and headed out.

"El?" I put my stuff down and laid next to him.

"Hey." He turned to face me.

"I heard you and the man I saw you with saved me." He had a small smile on his face. I few tears trickled down my face.

"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned as he wiped them away with his thumb.

"I-I thought you were dead. Sorry."

"I'm alright." I moved closer to him, placing my forehead to his and closed my eyes.

"You look beautiful." He whispered as I giggled.

"I look horrible, but I'll take the compliment…are you ok? I feel like something has been going on." I searched his eyes.

"I've just been talking with this guy…the one that pushed me. Tossing ideas back and forth. I rather not go into detail." Should I tell him he was talking to himself? Maybe in a few days I would. I felt like he couldn't handle it right now.

"I can respect that. I just want to help you." I looked at him, my eyes wide.

"You've helped me more than you know. I'm trying to figure things out…it's just a slow process." He said, laying on his back.

"Can you stay with me?"

"Yes." I felt like I turned into mush whenever I was around him…like I could never say no to him.

I took my jacket off and his eyes grew wide.

"You can borrow a jacket!" He said quickly.

"Ok!" I got up and put one on and crawled into bed with him, nuzzling up to him as he placed a hand on my hip, rubbing it. I listened to the beat of his heart and fell asleep.