Chapter 3: Object of my Rejection
"Get a life."
"But I'm Grace's—"
Karen closes Will's mouth. "Life! All right, honey, you're done. That's good." Karen pushes Will out. Before he leaves she says, "Grace may be a bad dresser, but she won't make a big mistake like this."
"How do you know?" Will asked a little too angrily and Karen noticed this.
"Calm down. All I'm saying is she is going to listen to you. She always does. You do know that your relationship is unhealthy, right? You both need to start depending on each other less."
"How would you know anything about this? You married your third…" he stressed the word third, "…husband for money. Is she like you? Is she gonna find someone rich and marry his money?" He walked out not noticing the hurt look on her face.
Grace was off talking to a new guy she met and Jack was flirting with some waiter…at his own wedding. Will noticed Karen standing by the balcony and walked over to her. He brought a glass of Champaign with him. He didn't know how she was going to react to him. He knew he was harsh on her in Grace's office.
Karen was looking off the balcony. It was a beautiful view. She was lost in thought when she felt a presence next to her. She turned and saw Will standing there with a 2 glasses of Champaign. She looked at him with disgust and walked away.
Will wasn't expecting her to ignore him altogether. He set the glasses down and went after her. "Karen, wait." He called, but she didn't stop. She walked into the hallway. "Karen, please wait." He finally caught up with her and lightly grabber her wrist turning her around. "I'm sorry"
"Don't worry about it." She said pulling away, and then started to leave again.
"You obviously are." Will moved in front of her so she couldn't go anywhere.
"I don't have anything to worry about. I've had worse stuff said about me."
"Karen, I just didn't like what you were saying. You pissed me off."
"How did I piss you off? I didn't say anything worse than what I normally say to you."
"I know, but you told me exactly what I needed to hear. It's hard to hear the truth."
"I told you about my past because I thought I could trust you. Stanley is the only one who knows that much. I don't let people in that easily will for this exact reason." She quieted her voice so no one would hear. "Hurt before your hurt, Will." She tried to push past but he would let her.
"I'm sorry, what do I have to do to make it up to you?"
"Nothing, all I want is for no one to know anything I told you."
"No one will know. I promise."
Karen nodded. "Fine then, we're good."
"Are you sure?" Will felt awful.
"Yes, we'll be how we've always been." She said walking away.
Will watched her go. He always thought she was evil and didn't care about other people's feelings, but in truth she did. She just didn't show it because she was scared. Will felt bad for breaking her trust. He jumped when he felt hands on his shoulders. He turned and saw Grace.
"What were you two talking about?"
"Nothing important"
"Were you insulting each other?"
That kind of hurt Will, but he decided to cover it up with sarcasm. "Since when do we insult each other?"
Grace laughed, "Come on, lets go back outside."
"I'll be there in a minute. I'm gonna go to the bathroom." He really went to find Karen again. He wanted to tell her something. He found her when she walked out of the bathroom room door. He could see her roll her eyes when she saw him. "Can I talk to you?"
"Don't act like I have a choice."
"Grace is moving out. As much as I hate to admit it, you were right." He waited for her to respond, but she never did. "I just wanted to tell you that."
"That's great, Will. Is that it?" She said like it was no big thing.
"Umm…yeah." Will was expecting her to be happy, to show something. He was about to talk when she started.
"What do you want me to do, jump up and down? I'm not Grace. I don't expect you to wipe my tears and tell me I'm special everyday. I can handle harsh words." Karen said a little bitter. "I know we don't get along that great, and that's fine."
"Why can't you just accept an apology? I'm trying to be nice and your blowing me off." He almost yelled
"I don't need one; all I need is to be sure nobody hears us. I don't want my life getting around for everyone to hear."
"Fine, whatever." Will said as he turned to walk away. He turned around quickly though and saw Karen leaving too. He stopped her with his voice. "I know we don't get along, but that doesn't mean I don't like you."