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Hope not to disappoint...

Song: 'The Special Two' - Missy Higgins

I've hardly been outside my room in days

'Cos I don't feel that I deserve the sunshine's rays

The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away

And it's then I realized the conscience never fades

Grace knocked on the door of Will's bedroom before allowing herself to enter.

"Isn't the point of knocking to let the person on the other side of the door decide if you can enter or not?" Will mumbled, his face buried in his pillow.

Grace walked into the dark, stuffy room and sat on her best friend's bed. She started to slowly pull Will's sheets off him when he snatched them and brought them to his face, curling up in the fetal position like a child.

"What is going on, Will?"

"Nothing"

"Yeah, ok, and I don't pretend that I like caviar"

"You don't! When my mother served it, you rambled on about all the baby fish that could never join their pal Nemo because they were on your plate. And then when you actually did try them, you complained that you could feel the fish hatching and swimming around in your stomach."

Grace's face crumpled. "I could!" She moaned stubbornly. "But that is sooo not the point!"

"Then pray tell, Miss Adler, what is the point?"

"Sit up, stop being little miss whingey whiney panties and talk to me."

"I'm not being whiney!" Will complained.

Grace knelt up in the bed and tried to pry the sheets away from Will's tight grasp.

"Stop it!" He squealed.

"Then let go!"

"Ow! You're hurting me!" Will replied, grabbing her wrist.

"You are such a child!" Grace exclaimed, tickling Will with her free hand.

Will giggled and kicked, eventually releasing his grasp on Graces wrist. When he did so, she ripped the sheet away from him, causing Will to sit upright.

"Fine. You get your way…again."

A smug smile allowed itself to leak onto Graces face. She sat cross-legged on the bed, next to Will and wrapped the sheet around them both. Now's the time. She thought. It's either now or I will be over there telling him that I am working late.

"Will…it's obvious that there is something wrong with both of us."

"Our whole relationship?"

"Besides that."

Will sighed and looked away. The only movement he had attempted all day was moving from Grace's bedroom to his own. It was now close to five in the afternoon, and he still felt as unfulfilled as he did all night.

"Are we doing the usual daily chat and tears then?" He asked his best friend.

"I suppose so." She responded.

"You first?"

Grace took a deep breath in, before huddling closer to Will in attempt of receiving more coverage from the blanket.

"Ok" She said softly. "You're my best friend in the whole wide world…you want to see me happy…right?"

"It depends really."

"Shut up. Your answer is yes." Grace snapped. "Well, Will…I have been offered the most amazing place to design. Imagine double, yes, DOUBLE Karen's mansion…I have been asked to design the interior of a place that size from scratch!"

Will watched the fire in his friend's eyes ignite as she spoke of her incredible opportunity. Her energy caught on and he too began to smile, as he took her hand into his own.

"That's amazing sweetie! What's the problem then?" He asked slowly, cautious of what may come next.

Grace laughed nervously. Oh Crap. "Ah…haha…you see…there's a catch."

"Isn't there always?"

"A big catch. I-have-to-go-away-to-England-for-five-months-or-so." She mumbled in a strung together sentence.

Will sat quietly for a minute or so. The silence almost killed grace as she gripped her best friend's hand tightly and squeezed it, more for her own reassurance than his. React you stupid homo!

Will nodded before quietly responding. "Ok, when do you leave?"

"Next week."

"Great. Congratulations."

THAT'S IT! Does he not have a soul? He's supposed to do the usual thing and flip out! It's a lot more comforting for me that way.

"Thanks… Now what's going on with you? Why are you currently in hibernation?"

"I'm sleepy."

"Will!"

"But, I am having a shower now." He said, sliding off the bed and strolling down the hallway to the bathroom.

Grace jumped off the bed and followed. "You know I am not beyond coming in there Will!"

"I know, that's why I'm locking the door. The only way you can enter is if you find an axe, bash a hole in my wall and shove your head through saying 'Here's Johnny!'"

And with that, Will shut and locked the door of the bathroom, shutting him off from Grace once again.

Grace looked around. "Will a fire poker do?"

When you're young you have this image of your life,
That you'll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife.
And you make boundaries you never dream to cross,
And if you happen to, you wake completely lost.

But I will fight for you,
Be sure that I will fight
Until we're the special two once again...

"Why are we at this bizarre mall place again?" Karen asked her daughter.

"Because you got your maid to call me and invite me here" Josie replied with a stand offish tone. She mixed the milkshake in front of her around with her straw, keeping her eyes off Karen.

"I did? This place reminds me of that show…Twighlight Zone. Yeah! Only, here you walk from normal everyday life into a world of fashion flops, mediocrity and mullets!"

"That's amazing, Karen." Josie mumbled.

Karen was a little taken aback by her daughter's attitude.

"Is…something…wrong? Are you stoned?" She questioned slowly.

"I wish!" Josie replied with frustrated sarcasm. She pulled the straw out of her milkshake and began to chew on it as she stood up, spun around and left Karen at the table.

After a few seconds of shock, Karen followed Josephine out of the mall and grabbed her arm.

"Listen missy! I don't follow anyone except Mr Kabbalah, ok?"

"Forget it Karen, leave me alone." Josie spat out spitefully as she began to walk away again.

Oh Lordy, a street scene! Karen thought to herself. I need a STRONG Manhattan after all of this effort!

"Josephine! Just tell me your problem before I ruin thes…"

"Why didn't you ever call me? Why didn't you write? Why did it have to be me that had to find you? And most of all…why didn't you care?"

Josephine's eyes welled up with tears as she turned around to confront her stunned mother. Karen paused in shock. My most despised human aspect: Emotions.

"I tried to forget, and thanks to that daily kick-starter Vodka, I was successful in doing so" she answered honestly.

"Karen, I can see so much of myself in you it drives me crazy. I love hanging out with you, but I hate that fact that this would never have happened if I had never taken the initiative."

Karen was dumbstruck.

"No words Karen? Great. I'm…I'm going home." Josie said, wiping her teary eyes, embarrassed about her passionate outburst. She quickly left, as Karen stood alone in the crowded street, waiting for her driver to arrive.

And we will only need each other
We'll bleed together
Our hands will not be taught to hold another's
Cos we're the special two

For the first time that day, Will opened the door of his apartment. He cursed Grace for forcing him to get the milk. He was content with sitting on the couch drowned in his own thoughts while watching Oprah and reading gossip magazines about the failed relationships and diets of the celebrities. He peeked around the door, fearful that Jack would be in the hallway. Once assured that the coast was clear he stepped out into the hallway, the bright lights stinging his eyes.

Suddenly, the door of the lift opened. As it did, Will felt his heart speed up and bang at his chest before halting. It was Jack. Of course! Why wouldn't it be? He thought bitterly.

Jack's pale blue eyes settled on Will, and for a second, Will felt that Jack was going to throw his arms around him and act as if there was no stupid lipstick letter and that Will was insane for even thinking that they were over.

Jack froze. Help! What do I do? Its over. Friends. Bruce Willis and Demi Moore. Bruce and Demi. He told himself as a smirk crossed his face.

"Looking fab, Truman…auditioning for the sequel to Dawn of The Dead?"

"Sorry I didn't have milk and cookies while reading Cinderella and then falling asleep with a night light"

Jack looked into the distance. "Ah, yes…Glass heels, A Fairy that gives you anything you want and a Handsome Prince that can horse ride…what more could any boy ever want?"

Will smiled a little and shook his head.

"I have to er…go get some milk. I'll see you around, Jack."

Jack smiled and took Will's hand and looked at it. Once he realized what he was doing, he quickly shifted his hand into a handshake position and shook Wills hand furiously.

Bruce and Demi. Bruce and Demi.

"Running errands for the ol' Ball 'n Chain I see." Jack joked. "Yeah, seeya…pal."

Jack's emphasis on the word 'pal' caused both men to cringe inwardly as they parted.

Jack McFarland. He thought to himself as he searched hisscattered backpack for the key to his apartment. You can be a real bitch sometimes.

And we can only see each other
We'll breathe together
These arms will not be taught to need another's
Cos we're the special two.

I remember someone old once said to me,
That lies will lock you up, with truth the only key.
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
And couldn't see this place could soon become my hell.

"So Kare…What should us lonely, single girls do tonight?" Jack asked his friend as theylounged in the back of her limo.

"Oh poodle, I don't know…I don't really feel like doing much to be honest…maybe some tequila and a dirty movie?"

"Can we touch each other inappropriately while yelling out profanities at each other like married hetero's?" Jack questioned, his eyes lighting up a little.

"Maybe for a little bit. We need to watch something really scary…something that will make us scream…a good horror!"

"Uh…Glitter?" Jack suggested.

"Perfect!"

After a few moments of silence, Jack rested his head on Karen's shoulder.

"They don't end up happily ever after in that movie either."

Karen cut Jack off by taking his hand. "In all optimism honey, a tiny percentage of people do…almost as tiny as the percentage of people that actually liked Glitter."

"Well, if we are looking on the Brightside, at least they haven't adapted the film to Broadway yet."

So is it better to tell and hurt, or lie to save their face?
Well I guess the answer is don't do it in the first place.
I know im not deserving of your trust from you right now,
But if by chance you change your mind,
You know I will not let you down,
Coz we were the special two and will be again...

Will re-entered his empty apartment and shoved the milk in the fridge.

"Grace! Dammit I get you milk and you're not even here? This is the last time I'm going alone! The creepy man at the store keeps asking me when I'm having my twenty-first birthday and if my hooker girlfriend with the red hair can dance at his buck's night."

No answer.

Will rolled his eyes and noticed a little red light flashing on the answering machine. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and pushed the button.

"Hi Will…Its me…Michael, sorry I didn't catch you."

Will choked on his mouthful of water.

"I was calling to tell you something. Uh…to tell you the truth…I'm…well I'm really scared Will. Please, call me back asap…I know this is insane, but…this is…well…I have…No! I'll tell you when you meet me. Please. Ok…well…bye then!"

Click.

Will didn't know what to think of the scattered message. He pushed the button again and replayed it, trying to assess what his ex-love was trying to tell him.

I'll step outside my minds eyes, for a minute,
And I look over me like a doctor looking for disease
Or something that could ease the pain.
But nothing cures the hurt that you bring on by yourself
Just remembering, just remembering how we were

Thanks for your reviews guys! and thanks for sticking with this story! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

LJStagFlower4e: Thanks! yeah, Will is gonna go through the grinder a little...

GracieAdler: Sorry for the shock! I can't tell you if they are broken up for good or not, you will just have to wait and see in the last few chapters! Your 'novel of a review' was lovely! it made me feel great, so thankyou! Hope you still like the story:)

Bee: Oh wow, thanks love! I can't leave things unfinished...it irks me :)

Sophoph:A little bit of drama is always fun:) sorry to make you sad...as for the destiny of the couple, I suppose you'll have to wait and see:) Thanks for the review!

Sundown xx