Prompt: I like to
imagine that Conor got himself in a better place in dealing with his condition,
reunited with Daisy, and got that bar together in Barcelona that they wanted,
living happily ever after!
Note: I need them
happy too…so here you go :)
He was nervous but
trying desperately to keep that energy within himself, trying so hard not to
let it send him into a spiral again. It
had taken months to get to this point and he had worked so hard to keep from ruining
it now. He took a deep breath, in and
then out…then another and another. This
went on for several minutes and he started to feel a little better. He could do this. He reached out an knocked
on the door.
Daisy opened the door
and the smile on her face turned into a look of wariness.
“Hiya” Conor said with
barely contained trepidation.
“Conor, nice to see
you. How have you been?” Daisy said,
being polite but still reserved.
Conor scratched behind
his ear. “Umm, ok. Look, can we talk?”
“I don’t know
Conor. I am not sure this is a good idea.”
“Please, Daisy. Just give me a chance and then I will
go. Please?” Conor was not adverse to
getting on his knees and begging to get her to hear him out.
Daisy hesitated for a
moment. “Alright, let me put the kettle
on.” She opened the door to let him in
and he stepped inside. He took a moment
to peruse the room, breathing a sigh of relief when he did not notice the signs
of any other person who might be in Daisy’s life now. Perhaps he still had a chance.
He sat down on the
sofa and resisted the urge to tap out a tune on his leg. It would not do for her to think he was in
the midst of an episode. He wasn’t, he
just had an abundance of nervous energy.
He felt this moment could make or break his entire life and it was a
precipice that he was fretfully trying to avoid.
Daisy handed him a cup of tea and he wrapped his fingers
around it to keep them from fidgeting.
She looked at him expectantly.
Conor took a deep breath.
“Look, Daisy, I would like another chance…”
Daisy interrupted, “Conor, I just can’t…”
“No, just listen for a moment, for old time’s sake?. I can explain” He rushed to cut in before he
lost his chance forever.
“Ok but no promises Conor.” She said and waited for him to
“You were right. I
was not taking care of myself and I blamed you.
But it was me and I just couldn’t see it. When I am like that, I feel like I am
invincible, you know? Like nothing can
touch me. I hate taking the meds because
I feel like they take away a part of my soul, Daisy. Do you see?” he implored her to understand.
“I know Conor but you need them.”
“I do. I’ve improved
Daisy. I have an alarm on my phone to
warn me to take them now. I take them
every day. I am better now Daisy. Look, I have something for you.” He rifled
around in his pocket and handed her a note.
Daisy read the note and then looked at him. “What is this?”
“It’s from my new counselor.
You see, it says that I am trying.
I am doing everything they ask of me.
I want to be more responsible.
Daisy, you are the only person that ever sees me. Not my condition, just me. I know it wasn’t easy for you but you stuck
by me. You helped me. I just want a second chance.” He was not
having much luck holding in the tears and they were streaming down his
face. He held his breath.
Daisy looked from him, back down at the note and back
again. Conor tried so hard not break eye
contact. He loved her so much and he did
not know what would happen if she did not just give him a chance. He didn’t think he could do this without her.
“Conor…” Daisy was struggling to come up with the right
words. “There was some truth to what you said.
I don’t like corporate Daisy either.
I thought it was what I wanted but now it just seems to run my
life. It is stressful dealing with the
infighting and backstabbing.”
“You just wanted to be more than a receptionist.” Conor
“Yeah, but I didn’t want to
lose myself and to lose what I thought was important. I want to believe you. That you are taking your meds and that you
are trying to take care of yourself. I
can’t bear it when you are hurting yourself.” Daisy had tears now too.
“I know and I swear I am.
Here is the bottle…you can count them yourself” He said, holding out the
bottle that contained his pills.
Daisy shook her head.
“If we are going to start over, I need to trust you and you need to
trust me. You need to tell me when you
need help. You need to trust that I just
want the best for you.”
Conor smiled, “You mean it?
About starting over?”
“I mean it” Daisy said as she nodded.
“I love you so much Daisy.” Conor practically leaped over
the cushion and hugged her tight.
“I love you Conor.” Daisy hugged him back.
One year later
Conor smiled as he saw Daisy round the corner of the
bar. He continued playing Beethoven’s
Piano Sonata No. 14 in C Sharp Minor.
She sat down next to him and bumped his shoulder but he kept playing.
“I’m not sure the customers really want to hear that.” Daisy
Conor laughed, “Well this is for you. Remember it?”
Daisy nodded, “You played it on your first big night. You were brilliant.”
Conor closed his eyes.
Remembering the time when he and Daisy had just been friends and he did
not realize how much he loved her. He
continued playing while she rested her head on his shoulder. When it was over, he opened his eyes and gave
her a kiss on the top of her head.
“You ready?” Daisy sighed as she looked at the clock and
Conor took her hand, standing next to her. “Kiss for good
Daisy reached up and kissed Conor. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed
her, then buried his face in her neck.
He had everything he wanted in life even though it had taken a rock road
to get here.
He lifted his head, “Thank you Daisy. I love you.”
She smiled at him, “I love you too. Now let’s get this started.”
He nodded and together they unlocked the door to the
bar. He wandered back to the piano and
sat there, watching as Daisy interacted with their first customer. He knew that this was the beginning of a very
happy life for him. It would not be
without its ups and downs, but with Daisy by his side and their dream of a bar
realized, it was an excellent start. He
took a deep breath and started playing, “Happy Together” and the tune carried
out into the streets of Barcelona.