Pies and Circumstances (part 2)
Second part. Not much going on just building up to the big thing I guess.
Title: Pies and Circumstances
Author: that_girl65
Rating: T
Summary: Chuck likes Olive. Olive likes Chuck. Complications pursue. Cholive.
Part 2
The next day, Olive was cleaning up for the night, cleaning off tables and washing dishes. This was usually the work that she despised above all others, but she did not mind. Tonight, the busy work gave her time to think about things. About Chuck mostly. She had decided that she was going to forget all feelings she had been harboring for the dead girl. She knew how it was to pine after someone she could never have, it was the worst kind of hurt. So she was giving up on the Lonely Tourist Charlotte Charles. But for some reason she could not get the girl to take notice of her and about Zooey, a girl with a resemblance to Chuck who had given her more attention than her look-a-like. And Olive found she enjoyed it. As if by wishful thinking, the bell above the door jingled and Olive turned around, only to find Zooey standing before her.
“Oh, this is a surprise,” Olive said smiling, “What are you doing here? Another piece of pie to replace the one Chuck threw away?”
Zooey laughed, her bright eyes shining, “No, I was wondering if you wanted to go out for a ride.”
“A ride?” Olive pondered this thought. She knew Zooey could never replace the home Chuck had made in her heart, whether she was aware of it or not. But she also figured that Chuck was not planning on making a move, she would never come to her with open arms, ready to hold her. Why shouldn’t Olive go out and have a good time? Why must she feel obligated to Chuck?
“Sure, I’m pretty much done here,” Olive put the last chair on the table and shutting off the lights, walked outside with Zooey. She followed her to a light blue vespa.
“You actually ride this?” Olive asked slightly shocked. “Yeah, it’s very safe,” Zooey said swinging a leg over it, “If you get scared just hold me tighter.” Olive was handed a blue helmet, she hesitated a moment, thinking of Chuck, but then took it and put it on. She sat behind Zooey and put her arms around her tiny waist. “If you crash I’ll never forgive you.”
“Don’t worry, I only crashed three times with my last girlfriend.”
“What?!” Olive said about to protest, but before she could, Zooey had kicked the gas and they were taking off down the street.
After Olive got used to being on the small vehicle as well as Zooey’s driving, she allowed herself to relax. Riding on the back of the Vespa was surprisingly calming, watching the city lights rush past in flurry of color and noise.
Zooey pulled over to the side of the street and parked the Vespa. “Where are we?” asked Olive handing her back the helmet. “Hold your horses, have some patience will ya?” Zooey teased, her eyes dancing, “Come on.” She held out her hand, waiting for Olive to take it. She looked at the hand, looked back at Zooey, and she took the hand. Their fingers laced together, and Zooey led her onto a path. They walked in silence for a while until they reached a lake.
The moonlight reflected off of the water like glass, causing Olive to catch her breath. “It’s beautiful.”
Zooey took her to the edge and they sat down. They bathed in silence for a few moments before Zooey finally spoke.
“So, I know I just met you and everything, but I have to know. What’s going on with you and Chuck?”
“What are you talking about?” Olive said wrapping her jacket tighter around her self consciously.
“Oh, come on. I saw you guys together once today, and I can tell there’s something going on with you two.”
“There’s nothing there,”
“You should have seen the daggers she was throwing at me when she saw us talking. She was jealous.”
Olive’s heart jumped slightly at the prospect of Chuck being possessive of her. But remembering her promise to herself, she tried to forget all feelings for Charlotte.
“No. It was probably just gas. All that pie, you know,” Olive said forcing a smile, “But let’s not talk about other people’s digestive issues. What do you do?”
Zooey laughed, “Not much. I play in a band. That’s why I’m here, we have a spot at a club here for a little bit.”
“Wow! Really?”
“It’s not as interesting as you make it out to be. How did you and Chuck meet?”
Olive sighed, “Chuck again? Did you want to go out with Chuck or me?”
“Hey, I just want to know if there’s something going on between you two before I get to interested.”
“There’s nothing. I already told you.”
“Well, either you’re lying to me, or you’re lying to yourself. But I’m not sure which.”
“Can we not talk about Chuck, please?” Olive said taking Zooey’s hand, wanting to feel liked.
“Okay. I know when a subject needs to be dropped.”
They enjoyed the rest of the night, talking about trivial things and avoiding the subject of Chuck. Bt Chuck was all Olive could think about on the ride back to the Pie Hole. The feeling of wind stinging her tear strung faced exhilarated her, and she breathed the night air in deeply.
When they arrived at the Pie Hole, Olive climbed off the back and Zooey grabbed her hand, scribbling her number on it.
“I know your heart belongs to someone else, even of you won’t admit it. But I like you, and if you need anything. Give me a call,” Zooey said smiling at Olive. “Are you going to come in for pie tomorrow?” Olive asked.
“Mayb-“ but Zooey’s answer was cut short when Olive smashed her lips to the other woman’s. She did not know what made her do it. She did not in any way feel about this woman the way she felt about Chuck. But it gave her comfort somehow.
She pulled away and the shell-shocked women merely stared at each other. “I will definitely be in pie,” Zooey said smiling. Olive smiled back before walking into the Pie Hole.
Closing the door behind her, she leaned against the cool glass pane windows. Looking at the number on her hand, she heard the Vespa take off down the street. That is when Olive slid down the door and cried.
Title: Pies and Circumstances
Author: that_girl65
Rating: T
Summary: Chuck likes Olive. Olive likes Chuck. Complications pursue. Cholive.
Part 2
The next day, Olive was cleaning up for the night, cleaning off tables and washing dishes. This was usually the work that she despised above all others, but she did not mind. Tonight, the busy work gave her time to think about things. About Chuck mostly. She had decided that she was going to forget all feelings she had been harboring for the dead girl. She knew how it was to pine after someone she could never have, it was the worst kind of hurt. So she was giving up on the Lonely Tourist Charlotte Charles. But for some reason she could not get the girl to take notice of her and about Zooey, a girl with a resemblance to Chuck who had given her more attention than her look-a-like. And Olive found she enjoyed it. As if by wishful thinking, the bell above the door jingled and Olive turned around, only to find Zooey standing before her.
“Oh, this is a surprise,” Olive said smiling, “What are you doing here? Another piece of pie to replace the one Chuck threw away?”
Zooey laughed, her bright eyes shining, “No, I was wondering if you wanted to go out for a ride.”
“A ride?” Olive pondered this thought. She knew Zooey could never replace the home Chuck had made in her heart, whether she was aware of it or not. But she also figured that Chuck was not planning on making a move, she would never come to her with open arms, ready to hold her. Why shouldn’t Olive go out and have a good time? Why must she feel obligated to Chuck?
“Sure, I’m pretty much done here,” Olive put the last chair on the table and shutting off the lights, walked outside with Zooey. She followed her to a light blue vespa.
“You actually ride this?” Olive asked slightly shocked. “Yeah, it’s very safe,” Zooey said swinging a leg over it, “If you get scared just hold me tighter.” Olive was handed a blue helmet, she hesitated a moment, thinking of Chuck, but then took it and put it on. She sat behind Zooey and put her arms around her tiny waist. “If you crash I’ll never forgive you.”
“Don’t worry, I only crashed three times with my last girlfriend.”
“What?!” Olive said about to protest, but before she could, Zooey had kicked the gas and they were taking off down the street.
After Olive got used to being on the small vehicle as well as Zooey’s driving, she allowed herself to relax. Riding on the back of the Vespa was surprisingly calming, watching the city lights rush past in flurry of color and noise.
Zooey pulled over to the side of the street and parked the Vespa. “Where are we?” asked Olive handing her back the helmet. “Hold your horses, have some patience will ya?” Zooey teased, her eyes dancing, “Come on.” She held out her hand, waiting for Olive to take it. She looked at the hand, looked back at Zooey, and she took the hand. Their fingers laced together, and Zooey led her onto a path. They walked in silence for a while until they reached a lake.
The moonlight reflected off of the water like glass, causing Olive to catch her breath. “It’s beautiful.”
Zooey took her to the edge and they sat down. They bathed in silence for a few moments before Zooey finally spoke.
“So, I know I just met you and everything, but I have to know. What’s going on with you and Chuck?”
“What are you talking about?” Olive said wrapping her jacket tighter around her self consciously.
“Oh, come on. I saw you guys together once today, and I can tell there’s something going on with you two.”
“There’s nothing there,”
“You should have seen the daggers she was throwing at me when she saw us talking. She was jealous.”
Olive’s heart jumped slightly at the prospect of Chuck being possessive of her. But remembering her promise to herself, she tried to forget all feelings for Charlotte.
“No. It was probably just gas. All that pie, you know,” Olive said forcing a smile, “But let’s not talk about other people’s digestive issues. What do you do?”
Zooey laughed, “Not much. I play in a band. That’s why I’m here, we have a spot at a club here for a little bit.”
“Wow! Really?”
“It’s not as interesting as you make it out to be. How did you and Chuck meet?”
Olive sighed, “Chuck again? Did you want to go out with Chuck or me?”
“Hey, I just want to know if there’s something going on between you two before I get to interested.”
“There’s nothing. I already told you.”
“Well, either you’re lying to me, or you’re lying to yourself. But I’m not sure which.”
“Can we not talk about Chuck, please?” Olive said taking Zooey’s hand, wanting to feel liked.
“Okay. I know when a subject needs to be dropped.”
They enjoyed the rest of the night, talking about trivial things and avoiding the subject of Chuck. Bt Chuck was all Olive could think about on the ride back to the Pie Hole. The feeling of wind stinging her tear strung faced exhilarated her, and she breathed the night air in deeply.
When they arrived at the Pie Hole, Olive climbed off the back and Zooey grabbed her hand, scribbling her number on it.
“I know your heart belongs to someone else, even of you won’t admit it. But I like you, and if you need anything. Give me a call,” Zooey said smiling at Olive. “Are you going to come in for pie tomorrow?” Olive asked.
“Mayb-“ but Zooey’s answer was cut short when Olive smashed her lips to the other woman’s. She did not know what made her do it. She did not in any way feel about this woman the way she felt about Chuck. But it gave her comfort somehow.
She pulled away and the shell-shocked women merely stared at each other. “I will definitely be in pie,” Zooey said smiling. Olive smiled back before walking into the Pie Hole.
Closing the door behind her, she leaned against the cool glass pane windows. Looking at the number on her hand, she heard the Vespa take off down the street. That is when Olive slid down the door and cried.