Chapter Seven: Bittersweet Farewells

"Who the hell is that?" Tim had to ask, shocked at the female voice. Julie just rolled her eyes, knowing exactly who it was…

She said, in a very sarcastic voice: "Get up, gorgeous." Tim did as she said, and she dragged him to the door where she opened it, "Hey!"

Kareene looked at Julie with an urgency, and t hen looked down, "Are those handcuffs?"

With Tim smirking, Julie said, "It's a long story."

Kareene just nodded, she wasn't really one to judge. "Ok, anyway, you weren't picking up your phone." Kareene saw her cell phone in a pile of Tim's clothes. "Oh, well…" suddenly a realization came upon her, "James is going to propose."

"What?"

But nothing beat Tim's "WHAT?"

"Urgh…"

"Who the hell is James?"

Kareene was the one to answer this question, "Her boyfriend!" like Tim didn't know, "Oh, I'm Kareene by the way. Julie's best friend."

"No kidding."

"Tim, stop being a retard."

"Stop making fun of my disabilities."

"You guys are so cute!" Kareene said, "but not as cute as James, Julie, we gotta go. Let's cut this escapade short!" she pivoted on her stilleto heel, "Hurry along, Julie. I have an Australian goth to attend to."

"Uh, I'm kind of tied up."

"Right."

Tim was infuriated. She had a boyfriend? He was going to propose? Now he knew why she was really there.

Meanwhile, Lyla Garrity was sniffing around Adele's hotel room. "Hi, I was just wondering… if you needed anything?"

"Uh, no actually. I'm good."

Lyla was engrossed by Adele's voice, it was a tad higher then hers. She stared at her with a gaze that nobody could ever penetrate. "Oh, alright." she walked away sad that she used her chance to get some satisfaction and it didn't work out. She went back to the lobby and about half an hour there was a phone call.

"Hi, I was wondering if I could book a room?"

"Most certainly," she said to the guy who had a similar accent to Adele's.

Back at Tim's apartment, Kareene was looking for sharp objects in which to break Tim and Julie apart with. Tim was sulking and not saying anything, and Julie said seldom herself. She talked occasionally and kept looking back at Tim, who was sullen.

"Ok, what about soap or Vaseline?" Kareene asked, after spending half an hour ruining Tim's bread knife. He just glared at Julie. She looked small. There wasn't going to be another way for them to be together, she knew it. It saddened her to no end, but there didn't seem to be a way for Tim and Julie to be Man and Wife anytime soon, and maybe she needed to come down here to finally realize this.

Without consulting him, Kareene started to rub the hypoallergenic moisturizer she'd miraculously pulled from her purse onto his wrist. At this point in the game, however, he didn't really care.

Another half an hour and they were free. Julie and Kareene silently emerged from Tim's apartment. As soon as Kareene shut the door, tears came to Julie's eyes. "Jules…" Kareene said, immediately hugging her best friend. "What are you going to do?"

Julie just shook her head and got into Kareene's beetle.

In his apartment, Tim was sitting on the couch, his hand and wrist hurting like hell. He looked down at it, was just as much a remainder of her as his tattoo, in which she'd never known was about her. July it read. When she'd enquired why he had a random month tattoed on him, he gave some lame excuse. In truth, he'd got it when he was drunk and gave the artist a wrong spelling of Julie. She never had to know, it would just be more evidence for her to believe that he was an idiot.

The redness and swelling were nothing, however, when he realized how empty his heart was. He guessed there was always good old Lyla.

Good old Lyla, however, wasn't waiting for Riggins to notice her, however, but she was at her daddy's house. She'd been let off work early and asked Adele if she wanted to hang out, where Adele replied that she had plans. Why was her first time venturing into lesbianism so hard? She sighed, and Buddy asked her how Tim was. She shrugged, "I guess I don't really care."

"Lyla, baby, if you marry him, he might be coerced into coaching."

Well, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to marry Riggins. She wasn't being taken by anybody else, and at 28 she was getting rather old and losing her looks. Maybe it was time to sell the cow.

A/N: Hope your enjoying it. Lily loves Australians.