I'm down to just one thing and I'm starting to scare myself

[evan_covault]

She's gone. Isabella is gone. I've tried to make sense of it. To understand why she just walked on me, on us, but none of it makes any sense. Last night, I had to leave. I couldn't watch her walk out the door. Ended up at a bar and had too much to drink. Got behind the wheel of my car and ended up getting pulled over two blocks from home

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[ct_char]

*stands outside of the jail cell*

You have had quite the busy night haven't you son.

[evan_covault]

*doesn't look up*

I make my own fun.

[ct_char]

Well you've had quite the amount of fun. I spoke to one of the people in your band, he told me about Isabella.

I am sorry son.

[evan_covault]

*laughs hysterically*

You're sorry?

*yells out*

YOU'RE SORRY? FUCK YOU.

*lowers his voice to barely above a whisper*

This is exactly what you wanted. Congratulations, Dad, you win.

[evan_covault]

Can we stop back at my place first? I need to take a shower and get changed.

*slides into the passenger seat of Julian's car, fastens the seat belt*

I can't believe she didn't love me. How could it all be a lie?

*voice cracks*

If she didn't want my money, Dad, what the hell did she want from me?

[ct_char]

I don't know son. It doesn't make any sense to me.

Perhaps it had something to do with her work? Or family?

[evan_covault]

No. Bella wasn't close to her family and her work...

*looks out the window*

Sell my place while I'm gone. I'm not going back there after today.

[ct_char]

Would you like to set you up with a new place after I sell this one?

Maybe a townhouse or a house in a different neighborhood?

[evan_covault]

*tosses some clothes into his suitcases*

No. I'm starting over.

*steps into the bathroom, showers quickly, emerges twenty minutes later dressed sloppily and his hair still wet, one suitcase in his hand*

Wait. The photoalbum. It has pictures of Ev and me in them. Bella's in there too, but I'll take those pictures out later.

[ct_char]

*adds the photo album to the stack*

There I believe that's all your books.

[evan_covault]

*grabs half the books, adjusting his suitcase*

Let's go. Her key is on the table and I'll give you mine after we're on the road.

[ct_char]

Of course.

*takes the books with him and leads evan back to the car, stowing his belongings in the trunk*

Where would you like to go first after you grandmere's? I can book tickets for you and have them sent over.

[evan_covault]

*nods his head*

Yes, please. I can't deal with her right now.

*yawns*

The jet's bar is stocked right? I'm not really ready to get off this bender yet.

*looks over at Julian, says quietly*

Thanks, Dad.

[ct_char]

Stocked like normal.

*eyes him*

I believe I'll call ahead and have a few things added for you.

*smiles*

You're welcome son.

[evan_covault]

*tosses the cigarette out*

Guess I should have listened to you and waited until after college to get married. I swear...Dad, I swear I thought she was the right one. I still don't understand what the hell happened.

How could we go from being so damn happy to overnight it all being destroyed?

[ct_char]

Well love is a funny thing. There's nothing nicer and nothing more likely to rip your heart out and do a small tapdance on it just for fun.

I'm sorry I don't know what happened to you two.

[evan_covault]

You never gave her a chance.

*looks out the window, doesn't want Julian to see him cry*

Isabella is spectacular. It wasn't her fault. I know that.

[ct_char]

You're right. I didn't give her a chance, I'm sorry for that. Sometimes it's hard for me to see beyond what I want for you and what you want for yourself Evan.

Someday when you have children you'll understand what I mean.

[evan_covault]

I don't want to discuss this anymore. In fact, I just want to get drunk and forget this last year has happened.

*sags with relief when they pull up to the airport*

I'll probably pass out on the plane. Just wake me when we get there.

[ct_char]

Of course.

*signals the staff to get a bottle for Evan*

Just rest, we'll take care of you.