Standard Disclaimer, these characters aren't mine, but thanks Mr. Simms for letting me play with them for a while. The lyrics aren't mine either, though I wish I could be as talented as the BareNaked Ladies who wrote "Break Your Heart". This story is © Jessi, 2001, but why anyone would want it is a mystery to me. Thanks Beth for helping me out with it.
"Seriously, Lisa, how long is this going to go on?" Beth sat down next to Lisa in Lisa's darkened apartment.
"Honestly, Beth, I think it's for good this time," Lisa sighed.
"What did he do that was so bad that you have to break it off for good?" Beth asked, "It can't be so horrible with all you two have been through!"
"It's not one certain thing, it's just every little thing that Dave has ever done to me," Lisa wiped a tear from her eye, "It's been building up. I just can't take it anymore. I can't take the heartbreak."
"Lisa, I have to go home, it's getting really late," She hugged her best friend, "Get some sleep ok?"
Lisa nodded as Beth left the apartment, then sat back down on her couch and buried her face in her hands.
"Christmas time, already, where does the year go?" Jimmy James walked around the WNYX office, followed by Matthew who was cheerfully throwing pieces of tinsel on peoples desks.
A string of lights dangled from his neck as he froliced around. But naturally, his foot gets caught in them, and he fell flat on his face. Embarassed Matthew sat up quickly, smoothing out his vest, looking around to see if anyone saw him. "Only a few of those people who aren't important since they have nothing to do with Bill," he thought to himself," before running to catch up with Jimmy, who is in Dave's office.
"Well, Dave, I trust you're going to join us for our annual Christmas dinner at Maxwells?" Jimmy sat down on Dave's couch.
Dave sits down on the edge of his desk. "Maxwells? Isnt that a bar? We're celebrating the birth of Christ at a bar?"
"I couldn't think of a better place. Maxwells has karaoke!" Jimmy grinned.
"Well, thanks for the thought, Sir, but I just don't think I'm up to going anywhere," Dave said sadly turning his back to Mr. James.
Jimmy frowned, "Aw, come on, Dave. Don't tell me you're still upset about this thing with Lisa?"
"Sir, this 'thing with Lisa' happens to be us breaking up, possibly for good. I'm just a little..upset right now, and I don't think going to a place where they sell lots of alcohol with her is the best idea," Dave explained still staring out the window.
"Maybe you're right but it won't be the same without you pumpkin," Mr. James shrugged, "Come along Matthew, we have more christmas joy to spread. Now, what should I buy this year for Bill Gates?"
Dave turned as the door closed behind Mr. James and Matthew. "It can't be for the best, if it was for the best I wouldn't feel this horrible," Dave mumbled as he sat back at his desk.
Lisa, Beth, Joe, Matthew, and Jimmy sat around a small table, while the rest of the office milled around the bar. Max stood before the room crooning, "Take me on!" The room seemed to grow silent as Dave walked through the door and began to walk over to their table. Lisa leaned in towards Beth, "What is he doing here? I thought you said he wasn't coming?"
"I guess he changed his mind," she whispered back, "You're the reaso..." She trailed off as Dave arrived at the table, " Hey Dave! Nice to see you here."
Lisa glared at Beth . "'I'm the reason' he what?" Lisa thought confused. Dave smiled weakly in her direction, but Lisa barely acknowledged his prescence.
"Heeey Dave, glad you could join us! Take a seat" Jimmy cheered as he pulled a chair from another table and sat it down next to Lisa's. "Maybe I should sit over here, Sir." Dave put the chair between Joe and Matthew's.
A unfamiliar man walked up behind Jimmy and tapped him hard on the shoulder. "Hey, punk, you took my chair," he growled angrily.
" 'Scuse me?" Jimmy stood up, staring the man down. The stranger just stared back, "My chair, punk, I went to the bathroom, and I come back and it's gone. Now, my buddy here says that he saw you take the chair. Now which one of you is sittin' in it?"
Dave half-way raised his hand, rolling his eyes. "So you're the pipsqueak who took my chair?" the man said, picking Dave up by the shirt collar.
"S-sure, I guess," Dave stuttered nervously. The man's friend walks up behind him and takes the chair. "Thanks for it back," the man laughed meanly before throwing Dave down on the ground.
Joe stands up defensively, "Come on, man, it's just a chair. There's no reason to start anything."
The huge man strides up to Joe dwarfing him . "Nevermind then," Joe gulps before sitting down and staring straight ahead. Joe leans over towards Matthew, "Is he still there?"
Matthew looks up at the man, standing behind Joe, staring at the back of his head. "Yup."
*****30 Minutes later*****
A stack of drinks sat in front of Beth, whose head layed heavy on Joe's shoulder. "Mr. James, how much longer do we have to stay here?" Joe whined, "I should probably take the girl-drink drunk home already."
"Aw, come on, Joe, happy hour hasnt ended yet!" Jimmy whined loudly, "Waitress, another round over here."
Two tall blondes strode up to the table, smiling brightly at Joe, "What can we get you all to drink?"
"I guess I can last a bit longer," Joe grinned as they walked towards the bar to fufill the order. He nudged Beth off his shoulder and puts her head face-down on the table. "Time for business," he said suavely as he heads towards one of the blondes.
Lisa woke abruptly from her sleep as Beth's head hit the table with a thud. Rubbing her eyes finally it clicked in her head that she's at a bar and that she definitely wants to go home. "It's 2 am," she moaned loudly to the nearly empty bar. Only the WNYX staff remained while Max sang loudly in front of the room still singing. Lisa tried to break Max's odd stare but caught Dave's eye instead. He started to walk towards her. "Mr. James, I think I'm gonna take off, " she said, stopping him dead in his tracks.
"Aw, come on, Lisa, the party is just starting!" Mr. James announced, obviously drunk, knocking Matthew's head and forcing him to slip off his chair. But he still was sleeping as he hit the floor. Jimmy looked down at him, "Yeah, you're right, maybe it's time we all went home."
Beth, awakened by Max's high pitched version of the theme from Titanic, stood up and stretched, "I think there's time for one last dance." She winked at Dave before turning towards Mr. James, "Mr. James, care to dance?" They walked out on the dance floor. Dave and Lisa just sat at the table, looking at Matthew, sleeping on the floor, to Joe, flirting with waitresses and Jimmy and Beth dancing to a slow song.
"Nobody likes a wallflower, Lisa, want to dance, just once?" Dave asks abruptly.
Lisa looks at Dave, nervously, "Just because Beth and Jimmy are..." Dave ignores her refusely taking her hand and leading her out onto the floor. She laid her head against his shoulder as the beat to the song made a natural rhythm in her feet.
***The bravest thing, I've ever done
Was to run away and hide
But not this time, not this time
And the weakest thing I've ever done
Was to stay right by your side
Just like this time, and everytime
I couldn't tell you I was happy you were gone
So I lied and said that I missed you when we were apart
I couldn't tell you, so I had to lead you on
But I didn't mean to break your heart***
Lisa glanced up at Dave. He had his eyes closed and was gently humming the tune to the song. She began to think about their relationship and where it was going. She thought about where it has been and where it should be. Everything from romantic dinners in fancy, expensive resturaunts to sex in his office. She wanted everything to be perfect with him, but things didn't seem to be going her way anymore.