Olivia’s POV
My hand glided across my lips as I appeared a layer of red lipstick on it before my lips chapped together. Letting out a long exhale, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and smiled. Joshua had bought me an off-shoulder red dress that curved around my pregnant bump perfectly and that had a mid-thigh slit, making me feel both comfortable and sexy at the same time.
“Are you sure about this, Oli?” Luke asked as he leaned against my door frame.
Turning to look at him, I nodded as my eyes scanned him dressed sharply in a blue suit. “Yes, Lukey. It’s going to be super awkward for sure, but I promised Joshua and myself that I would do this since I missed prom.”
“Alright then. I and Raina will swing by after her friend’s engagement party. Will you be okay till then?” he questioned, adjusting my twisted earring.
Joshua’s POVAdjusting my suit, I strolled into the hall majestically as the sound of my shoes tapping against the marble floor echoed through the noisy hall. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Olivia following me secretly, but I didn’t get a chance to call out to her when people started huddling around me.“Joshua Taylor, as I live and breathe! F*ck! Look at you, you beautiful b*stard! You cleaned up nicely, a*shole!” Will, one of my football team members exclaimed as he patted my back strongly.Were these really the kind of people I was friends with?Almost everyone in attendance approached me to hug me and shake my hand, which was expected given how popular I was back when we were in high school. But, as much as it was interesting to see how they had grown up in a matter of a few years, I quickly dismissed them and headed further into the h
Joshua’s POVEverything happened so fast that I couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. A couple of hours ago I was introducing Olivia as my girlfriend and the mother of my child, and everything felt fine, perfect even. Then, one minute I was looking around for Olivia who had suspiciously disappeared then, and the next minute the hospital was calling me.Am I dreaming?The minute the nurse’s words reached my ears about an accident, I felt a thundering echo within me. Part of me felt a gut-wrenching pain knowing exactly who she was calling me about, but another part of me refused to believe it.Terrified to hear her answer to my question, I stuttered out my question, “W…who is it?”“According to her ID in her purse, it’s Olivia Jamerson,” she answered.&nb
Olivia’s POV I slowly opened my eyes to a blue hospital room and a pounding headache that echoed in my ears. I fluttered my eyelids as I desperately tried to remember what happened but I was so confused and I couldn’t remember how I got there. The last thing I remembered was being in the cab and the light changing green, and then, there I was, in horrifying pain as I lay motionless on the hospital bed. Then, I recalled why I was in the taxi in the first place and my hand immediately reached out to my belly as an indescribable feeling of fear paralyzed me. But, as soon as my palm touched my swollen belly and felt the faint movement inside, relief washed over me, making me finally release the breath I didn’t know I was holding in. Gently moving my neck to look around the room, I caught sight of a few flower bouquets, balloons, greeting cards, and finally, a head resting by my hand. At once I knew who the head belonged to, but just as I was about to lift my arm and touch the head, I f
Olivia’s POV “You’re doing great, Olivia. Keep pushing for five seconds,” Dr. Kingsley instructed as Joshua held onto my hand tightly in the delivery room. Shaking my head, I leaned back against the head with a grunt. “No, I can’t. I can’t push anymore, I can’t.” “You’re going to have to if you want to see your baby girl. So, push for me, Olivia!” Dr. Kingsley ordered, patting my thighs. Joshua kissed my forehead and gripped my hand. “You are doing great, baby. Just a little while longer, okay?” “Okay, Olivia. I see her head. Now, you’re going to have to push even harder. Go! Push!” the doctor yelled, but I couldn’t take it anymore. Tears streamed down my face and sobs escaped my mouth at how guilty I was feeling that I was unable to push my own baby out easily. I felt useless and unfit to be a mother before my child even came out of me. “Via, no. I know that look. Listen to me, I know you can do this. You endured my bullying, you gave me the middle finger proudly, you moved t
Olivia’s POV About five years had passed, yet Westminster High School was still standing strong but the only difference was that it was now an elementary school. The place I used to call my own personal living hell was now about to have a new student, Nia Marie Jamerson-Taylor. “Mommy, will it be scary?” my Nia asked as her little hand held onto my hand as we got out of our car. Letting out an exhale, I knelt down and adjusted her brunette hair. “Yes, at first. But then you’ll start to enjoy it so much.” Despite having my own unpleasant experience, the last thing I wanted was to unload that burden on my daughter. So, the day I said ‘I do’ to Joshua Taylor, I buried all my bitter memories away and vowed to look forward. To be honest, it felt like just yesterday I agreed to marry him and then, six months later, I walked down the aisle with Nia to Joshua as our friends and family witnessed us. Adrina took some time to warm up to Joshua but she eventually did and stood as my maid of h
The back of my hand wiped across my face with force, wiping away the stream of tears that were drenching my face. Using my free hand, I picked up the green olives off my sticky school floor until 2 bottles worth of olives filled the cave of the t-shirt I was extending from its bottom hem. Without lifting my gaze, I dragged my feet to the nearest trashcan and emptied out my t-shirt cave before walking back to my locker.Building up the courage within me, I finally looked up at my locker which had been “decorated” for the occasion.Happy Birthday, Olive! Here’s a bunch of olives you can invite to your birthday party!My hand reached out and pulled out the sticky note that taunted me before I crumbled it in my fist. Reluctantly, my eyes darted to the small mirror on the door of my locker and I saw my deranged, teary, mascara-streaked face looking back at me.A happy birthday indeed.Slamming my locker door shut, I snapped back into my pathetic reality as I watched my so-called schoolmate
Somehow I managed to survive senior year despite having to endure being bullied by almost the entire school. It didn’t matter if they didn’t physically touch me, their words and actions were enough to stab me with a hook and drag me to the depths of a bottomless ocean. Still, I was looking forward to the last week of school before I can finally get out of the hellhole. Technically, according to my age, I wasn’t supposed to graduate until the following year, but I got moved up a grade because of my performance. Perhaps that was the reason my schoolmates bullied me even though it wasn’t an excuse for their behavior. As for Joshua, ever since he hooked up with Breanna and started dating her, he stopped disturbing me. It irked me to see my two ultimate bullies smooching in the hallways, but I was thankful that my life had been slightly peaceful ever since they got together. “Hey, Olive! Heads up!” someone said when I walked past the schoolyard. Turning towards the source of the sound,
My hand slammed my locker door shut in a huff. The sound echoed through the hallway and I looked around to find the others staring at me. But, the thing was, it was not their usual stare. It’s weird, but I just knew the difference after getting stared at for years. This time they looked at me with disgust as they whispered under their breaths.Turning my attention back to the bearer of bad news, I demanded, “What did you just say?”“Ugh! Are you seriously going to act like you don’t know? Oli, you tried to force Joshua to make out with you under the bleachers!” he repeated, each of his words vibrating my soul in horror.“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Lukey! I did not do that! It’s a lie! Just some gossip someone created!” I replied despite being a tad hurt that my own brother would trust a ball of gossip instead of his own sister.Luke’s eyes narrowed and his jaw locked. “Are you seriously denying it? How can it be gossip if I saw you coming from the football field yesterd