On Monday Felicity started her new job as head of the tech department at the local store. It wasn't a glamorous job, didn't pay too much, but it allowed Felicity to do what she loved most. Fixing stuff. Computers, cameras, phones, you name it, she could fix it.
Her first day was really boring. There were hardly any problems that couldn't be solved by turning it off and back on again. The one problem that they actually needed Felicity's help with was when someone brought in a laptop in which her child had shoved logos inside. How she managed that nobody was sure, but Felicity was the only one who was ballsy enough to crack the sucker open and pry them out. That was the highlight of her day, unfortunately.
On the way home she picked up a pizza for dinner since she hadn't time to buy groceries yet. That was definitely going on the to-do list for tomorrow. She still hadn't found a patio set either so that was on the list too.
She finished off the pint of ice cream she had started earlier that weekend. It was the perfect ending to a boring day. Then again, she hadn't seen Oliver since the day after the party so no matter what she did it was boring in comparison.
On Tuesday after work she picked up the basic groceries, plus a box of cookies, since she had a weakness for anything chocolate. When she got home she took the box with her and stood out on the balcony for a long time. Most of it she spent thinking, sometimes she would hum or sing a song she loved, but mostly she just stared at the people and cars down below. It was a quiet night, few people were even out, but those that were out seemed a lot happier than she did.
"Starting over was supposed to be easier than this." She muttered.
Her last boyfriend Kyle had been everything she had ever wanted. He was sweet, he was smart, he had a good job, and nice friends, everything about him was perfect. Of course none of it was real.
Kyle was a jerk. Their relationship had seemed so perfect until she found him in bed with one of her friends, and that of course was all she could take. It just proved to her how wrong she had been about him from the start. She moved out of the apartment they shared and lived out of her car for a week before she found this place. It was a hard week but it seemed like her life was getting better when she found such a good deal on this place and a job nearby. But things are never as good as they seem.
Oliver had dated a lot of women over the years, a lot of them he never saw again. They were all mistakes though. Felicity is the only woman he really wanted. When he saw her standing out on her balcony all alone, he could have sworn she was crying, and he almost went to talk to her, but the chance that it would actually help her wasn't very high. Whatever it was she was dealing with, she needed to deal with it herself.
It hurt to see her cry though. He knew it wasn't his fault, but somehow it seemed like it was.
After what seemed like forever he decided that he had to go out there. What the hell, he figured, I'll just go out and talk to her, maybe it'll help.
"Felicity?" He called. And soon as she saw him she wiped her eyes as if he wouldn't notice that she had been crying that way. "You okay?"
"Oliver, hi, yeah, I'm... Fine."
"Yeah I can tell. Is there anything you want to talk about?"
"With you? No not really."
"Why not? What is it about me that turns you off so quickly?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't trust me. Why not? I haven't done anything bad to you, I've been nice, I've helped you out, I've done everything I could to make you see that I am a good guy and you- You just don't want anything to with me."
"Oliver it's not what you think-"
"I like you Felicity I really do, but you won't even give me a chance."
"Its more complicated than you know Oliver. It's not you, well, it is, but it's not. I'm so confused. Will you just come over here?" He nodded, confused himself.
"Well this is a start I guess." He said quietly. "If she's inviting me over she's at least warming up to me a little."
She opened the door for him, sitting down on one of the barstools he carried up for her the other day.
"What do you mean it's complicated?" He asked softly.
"All my life I've fallen for the wrong type of people. No matter how hard I try they're always wrong, and I always pay the price. When I moved here I was hell bent on starting fresh. A better life. Better place, better job, better friends, but I promised myself no guys. Guys always equal heartbreak. So... it's not you Olivier. No matter what you do or say I'm still going to have to accept that I just can't deal with... anything. Not right now."
"You don't have to Felicity. I understand that. I just want to make sure you have someone here. Someone you can trust, someone you can rely on if you need help. I do like you Felicity, but I'm willing to wait if you're not ready. No heartbreak, I promise. Just friends."
Just friends was the last thing he wanted, but he had to start somewhere, and if starting out slowly was what she needed, then that's what he would do. He just hoped he hadn't friendzoned himself forever.