Is he really a changed man? Could she really believe him? Could she really see having a normal life with him? Liv walks the familiar path to her apartment. She never made it to work because of all the things on her mind. God, so many damn things on her mind. She had walked all over the city, she had gotten lost in her mind. She hadn't even realized she was being followed. She had only realized when she finally came out of her thoughts and realized for once she had no idea where she was. That's when he pulled up in his fancy car, she really had no choice but to get into his car. Now they're walking towards her apartment. The apartment she lives alone in ever since Peyton found out that she was a zombie. Maybe Peyton would come back now that she was no longer a zombie. But most likely not. Liv scared her off and she was never coming back. Neither is Major or her mother or her brother. She had no one to turn to because she's driven everyone away. It's all her fault that everyone is gone. Liv stops midway to her apartment in the middle of the hallway, she leans against the wall, trying to stop the tears from spilling over her eyes. Blaine places the bag of food down next to Liv and then pulls her into his arms, allowing her cry. He doesn't know why she's crying. He hopes it's not because of anything he did. He's never seen anyone cry so much but he doesn't care because she's obviously hurting a lot today and he's going to stay with her until… He's going to stay with her for as long as she wants him to stay. He's never felt this way about anyone. All the girls he has "dated" mainly have just been for sex. He's never felt anything towards them except for Liv. Somehow she is different. Somewhere in the back of Blaine's mind he remembers someone similar to Liv when he was teenager. A woman he barely remembers, a woman who was similar to Liv, a woman that he lost… Blaine feels Liv's body start to shake harder. He needs to get him inside. He doesn't want anyone to see Liv broken like this. He doesn't anyone to gossip about her. Blaine takes the keys from her hands and he picks up the bag of food and slowly makes his way towards the apartment, he unlocks the door, and leads them inside. He drops the keys and food onto the table before directing the girl in his arms towards the bedroom. But she doesn't move, she just stops. Blaine sighs before picking her up bridal style and carrying her to the bedroom. He gently places her down on the bed. He stares at her for a moment before making a move to leave, but Liv grabs his wrist stopping his movement. Blaine looks back at her, the fresh tear stains on her face. He hasn't gotten use to the new Liv. The human Liv.
"I'm sorry," Liv whispers. "You probably won't stick around because I manage to drive everyone away. God, I'm so pathetic. I honestly don't remember last time I've felt like this. Maybe it was when I was fifteen and I was in an accident with someone I don't even remember. There's something I should tell you…"
"Liv," Blaine says, interrupting her and kneeling next to the bed. "I'm not going to leave, I promise you. I know you have things to tell me, a lot of things to tell. I have a lot of things to tell you but right now you need your rest. You've been through one hell of a day. We can talk about everything tomorrow, alright?"
Liv doesn't answer. Mainly because she's already asleep. Blaine pulls the blankets over her then quietly leaves the bedroom. He doesn't stay in her apartment for he has some business to run. He makes his way to his father's penthouse. He knows that his father isn't there. He's on his honeymoon with his new wife. Blaine's happy that his father isn't home because he doesn't want to explain to his father what he was doing here. Blaine makes his way through the penthouse before walking into his old room. He goes through many boxes before finding the one he's looking for. He moves from the floor to the bed, sitting down and placing the box next to him.
He stares at the box. He hasn't gone through this box in so long. The last time he looked through this box was when he was putting all the things into the box. Thirteen years ago he was packing this box. Putting the memories away. Forgetting about them till now. He lets out a breath and removes the cover from the box and takes the first thing out of the box. It's the first picture they had ever taken as a family. A family. The tears form in Blaine's eyes as he remembers the person he use to be. What made his heart soften. What made him happy for the first time in his life. What also made his heart harden. What made the happiness drain from him. What made become distant and cold. What made him become the person he became. Blaine lifts the picture to throw it across the room but then lowers it. Not wanting to destroy something that holds so many memories. He traces the faces in the photo. He reads the names below it.
Daddy, Mommy, & Israel at Israel's 1st Birthday.
His first and only birthday. It wasn't long after that the young family was in a car accident. Blaine was left without scratch, the other two weren't so lucky. Israel died. There was no saving him. Blaine's girlfriend and Israel's mother, she forgot everything. That's when Blaine left. Not looking back. He's always regretted leaving his girlfriend. He should have stuck by her, not abandon her. He should have never abandoned Liv when they were sixteen. Yes, he knew Liv before boat party. He knew her well. Yes, very well.
Yes.
They had a child together.
Yes.
Liv doesn't remember a thing about it.