Flashback to the day she left home
Olivia
My eyes fluttered open as I slowly tried to take in the surrounding. This was definitely not my room or any room I was familiar with.
My head was pounding hard as I tried to look around.
That's when I saw him.
A large body sprawled on bed right next to me. He seemed to be still fast asleep.
I was about to take a closer look, when the noise of my vibrating phone startled me.
I quickly got out of bed, still looking around as I tiptoed to the other side of the room careful not to wake the strange man.
"Hello." I whispered into the phone, as I tried to collect my clothes that were scattered all over the floor.
"Where the fuck are you Olivia?" an angry voice was on the other side of the line. A voice I was too familiar with. A voice I was supposed to be marrying, Eric.
That's when it dawned on me.
Today was supposed to be my wedding day.
"I am so sorry, I'm on my way." I lied.
He didn't say another word, he hang up instead but I could feel his irritation over the phone.
I quickly picked up my bag and shoes and tiptoed out, closing the door gently behind me before he could wake up.
How did I even end up here? I asked myself while looking around. I was in a different city from where my bridal shower had been.
What happened to me at that shower?
The only thing I remembered from the previous night was getting to the party together with my sister and best friend.
Everything else from there was a blur.
I was lucky enough to get a taxi, I needed to go straight to church where Eric was waiting for me.
There was no way the wedding could go on without me telling him the truth first.
I really had no choice since I was no longer a virgin, he would find out sooner.
"Olivia, where have you been? Why are you not dressed?" Eric asked, grabbing my arm as he dragged to what seemed like an empty room.
"You are hurting me." I said flinching with pain as I tried to keep up with his big strides.
"I asked you a question Olivia?" he repeated almost throwing me across the room.
"I slept with someone else, Eric, last night." I said as tears rolled down my eyes, "I don't know what happened, or how it even happened, I just woke up in bed with a man I don't even know."
"So you cheated on me with a fucking stranger?" he asked furious as he threw his phone across the room.
"I didn’t cheat on you, I swear I don't know what happened." I said as I walked towards him, trying to hold his hand.
But he moved, I saw the way he was looking at me, with so much disgust and it broke my heart.
"I am sorry, we can still do this, we can still get married. You are the man I still want to spend the rest of my life with. I love you." I said in tears.
"There is no we anymore Olivia, we are done. Call the wedding off and while at it feel free to tell everyone why this wedding is not happening anymore."
"Eric please, we can get through this. Please don't so this . I swear I don't know what happened." i tried to plead with him as I followed him down the church steps in tears.
I could hear the background noises, the whispers, but I didn’t care that I was making a fool of myself. I needed him to forgive me, to believe me that I did not do this.
" Everybody go home, the wedding is off." Eric said before storming off and all eyes were on me.
It didn't take long before I saw my father, he looked furious and he was storming right at me.
I had two choices, stand there and wait for him to give me hell or just ran away. I immediately ran out the same way Eric had gone.
I took a cab back home, my head still pounding.
How much alcohol did I drink last night? I wondered as the hangover started kicking in.
As soon as I stepped out of the car I saw my sister Ella running towards me, worry written all over her face.
Ella and I didn't have a strong relationship at all, she was my father's favorite but she sometimes helped me out.
"What happened? Is it true that the wedding is off?" she asked me holding me by my shoulders.
I just nodded as tears started pouring down my face again.
"Come here you poor thing, it's going to be okay." she said as she took me into her arms for a hug and I sobbed for what felt like eternity and she let me cry for however much.
When I finally calmed down she let me go and led me back to my room.
"So what happened Olivia? I thought you loved him?"
"I do love him." I said, trying to hide the tears threatening to start falling again.
"Then I don't understand what's going on. Does he not love you anymore?"
"I slept with someone else, I cheated on him, that's why he called of the wedding." i said in tears unable to hold them in anymore "I don't even know how it happened or how I ended up in that hotel room, everything is a blur from last night.
" Olivia... Olivia, where are you? I am going to kill you." we both suddenly heard our father's voice yelling from downstairs.
" You think you are just going to embarrass this family like this." he continued furiously.
I slowly went downstairs with my sister Ella holding my hand.
" Daddy, are you not even interested in what happened?" I said timidly, avoiding his eyes.
"I do not care what happened Olivia, I should have known you were going to do something like this. Why can't you just be like your sister, why are you the only one always causing trouble? Do you know what you have caused me? Do you think we are still going to go into business with Eric's father after you embarrassed his son infront of the world?"
" Dad, enough that's enough, can't you see she is upset." Ella chimed in when she saw me start crying.
" No Ella, I'm done with her. I have tried to be patient with her over the years but she is still the same childish girl. I don't want to find you in this house when I come back Olivia. I have to go salvage the mess you have done."
"No, please I don't have anywhere else to go dad. I can make him want me back just give me a few days to make things right." i pleaded in tears, but his face was still just as cold.
"Dad, please just let her stay." Ella added and I nodded hoping he would listen to his favorite daughter.
Instead he just looked at me shaking his head with disgust, he walked over to me and looked at me from my head to toe.
"I had Maria pack up your things, I don't want to ever see you again." he said before he walked away.
All my bags were now under the stairs, some of my clothes in a black paperbag.
I carried them to the taxi my dad had so courteously called for me and loaded twenty one years of my life into the back seat.
I got in the front seat and before we could pull away, I held my sister's hand and looked up at her.
"Can you please talk to him? I have nowhere to go."
She burst out laughing sarcastically which took me aback.
What was so funny?
"Why would I do anything for you Olivia?" she said mid laughter, "it was all me."
"What do you mean it was all you!?" I asked confused.
"I drugged you dummy, I am the one that drugged you and had you taken to some strangers room. It was all me. I have been in love with Eric, in fact we have been in a relationship for six months now, we just needed to find a way to get rid of you." she said laughing again.
" What? I don't believe you. "
" Why don't you ask Eric then? Oh wait he just dumped you."
"Are you telling me Eric was in on it?" I asked mid tears.
"Eric doesn't love you, never has. He was just forced to marry you by his father and he needed a reason why he couldn't and now that you cheated on him, he can marry me instead."
Ella started walking away, still laughing as my taxi pulled out of the driveway of the only home I had ever known with nowhere to go.
Jake. I didn’t expect the kid to affect me like that.I thought I’d be waiting in the car, maybe grabbing a coffee from the vending machine, killing time until Olivia came back down with updates. But when I saw her through the glass bent over his bed, whispering something into her son’s hair something in me fractured open.This was my first time since I met her seeing that side of her, being vulnerable and just being a mom. Kyle, four years old, maybe five. Worn hospital gown, flushed cheeks, skinny arms, wires looped around him like someone’s desperate attempt to hold him together.He looked just like... No. I shoved that thought back where it came from.But it was there now. Lodged deep in my chest like a splinter.I stood outside the room longer than I meant to, just watching. Not intruding. Not really. But I couldn’t seem to move.When Olivia finally came out to meet me, her face was tired more tired than I’d ever seen it but softer, too. Her eyes red and puffed from crying eve
Olivia. The second my phone regained signal, it started vibrating violently in my hand.I frowned at the screen, trying to process what I was looking at.13 missed calls. All from Jade.My stomach immediately dropped. I could instantly tell something was wrong. Jade never called me, she always texted me unless it's an emergency and for her to call me Thirteen times, that meant something was definitely wrong and my gut feeling was telling me it was my son. That's the only reason Jade would blow up my phone. Then came the messages, short, urgent, terrifying.“Liv, call me back now.”“Kyle’s not feeling well. We’re at the hospital.”“They admitted him. Please hurry.”I didn’t finish reading. My body went cold, fingers trembling so badly I almost dropped the phone. Blood roared in my ears.I stood up too fast, bumping my head on the overhead compartment. “Shit.”The first thought that came to my mind was that I should not have gone to Vegas, I should have stayed at home with him. I knew
Olivia. The plane felt smaller than it should have.Private jet or not, the walls pressed in like guilt, and the air between us was thick with everything we weren’t saying.Jake sat across the aisle from me, eyes on his laptop screen, though I was certain he hadn’t typed a single word in twenty minutes. The soft clack of the keys was just for show. A performance, like everything else today.The coffee he handed me at the airport still sat in my cup holder, mostly untouched. It was cold now, like every other part of me. He hadn’t tried to make conversation, and I hadn’t invited it.What was there to say?Sorry I humiliated you in front of strangers?Sorry I let another woman claim me like property in a bathroom while you stood alone trying to catch your breath?No thank you.I turned toward the window, watching the clouds peel away beneath us. I counted them. Not because they mattered, but because it kept me from looking at him.Every now and then I’d catch movement from the corner of
OliviaAll night I tossed and turned. A huge part of me wanted to go back downstairs and risk it all. But I had to think like a mom, and putting my job at risk was not a luxury I had. No matter how pissed off I was at Jake, he was still my boss and I still needed this job to survive. I didn’t sleep much.I kept replaying everything, Jake’s words, that woman’s smug expression in the bathroom, the way his jaw clenched when I smiled at someone else. It was all sitting just beneath my skin, like a rash I couldn’t stop scratching.I showered before the sun was up, hoping the water might wash some of it off me. It didn’t. The heat only made my chest tighter. By the time I got dressed, my hands were still shaking.I heard Jake's voice downstairs, he was up early than usual and I did not want any run inside with him, and I was going to avoid him for as long as I could. I stayed in my room until it was quiet, maybe he was gone now. I slowly went down the stairs, looking around to see if he w
JakeI barely slept.The hours bled together, broken by moments where I thought I heard her door open, where I convinced myself to get up and walk down the hall but didn’t.When the sun finally rose, it didn’t feel like a new day. Just the same mess in different light.I stood in front of the mirror in the guest bathroom, scrubbing a hand across my jaw. I looked like hell. Shirt wrinkled, eyes bloodshot, the faint smell of whiskey still clinging to me from the drink I never finished.Downstairs, I could hear someone moving around probably Marissa. She was always the first up, like she thought beating everyone else to the coffee gave her moral superiority. Normally I’d tease her for it. This morning, I couldn’t even muster a nod when I passed her in the kitchen.“Rough night?” she asked, not bothering to hide the edge in her voice.I didn’t answer.She didn’t push. Just handed me a mug and went back to her laptop.I took the coffee and stepped out onto the back patio. The air was cool,
JakeShe walked out of the bar like she was on fire and didn’t care who burned.And maybe I deserved that.I followed her out, every step fueled by a cocktail of frustration and something far more dangerous something I couldn’t name because if I did, it would be real.The moment I caught up, she was already at the car, her posture tight and bristling. She didn’t wait for me. Just got in and slammed the door so hard I felt it in my chest.I climbed in after her, shutting my door with a bit more restraint. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel while I waited stupidly for her to say something first. But she stared out the windshield like I wasn’t even there.I shouldn’t have said it. What I said to that guy. Hell, I shouldn’t have even walked over. But the second I saw him leaning in, that smug grin on his face while she smiled back that smile I saw red.I’d seen her use that smile in boardrooms. With clients. With me. I’d also seen what it looked like when it was real. And back