Confessions and Olivia (Olivia #2) (23 page)

"And there’s me thinking we could have a polite conversation."

My head snaps back up to look at him.
"What?" I blink exasperated. Is he actually being nice to me?

He steps in t
o the room looking cool as ever. He has on a red and white striped t-shirt with a small pocket and a beige pair of chinos. His hair is shorter than Calvin’s and styled to perfection and he’s clean shaven.

"I wanted to see how you were, but you don’t look good, should I leave?"

God I wish people would stop saying that.
Do I look that shit?

He looks from me, down to the pieces of the floor. "How did you do that?"

“I threw it in temper." I murmur embarrassed.

Ashton tries his best not to smirk, knowing better.
"Okay, can I sit? Or you gunna bite my head off?" He points to the stool by the dresser. I shrug, nodding the go ahead. Why is he asking my permission?

I suddenly realize I’m still dressed in only my t-shirt.
Fuck.
He seems totally oblivious to this but I pull it down over my knees anyway.

“Are we really going to speak? Like really?” I frown puzzled by his sudden mood change.

Ashton laughs, throwing his head back. A familiar one to Calvin’s but not as sexy.

“Yeah, were going to talk. Calvin tells me you didn’t take the news too well?" Oh he
is
being nice. Having him near me like this makes me a little uncomfortable. Maybe it’s just the effect the Blake brothers have on us women. Or because he seems a completely different person.

"Who would? I mean, being told the person I calle
d dad for so long is a murderer. It makes me feel physically sick!" I tell him still a little grumpy.

"How do you think it made us feel?"

I look up at him quickly feeling guilty. “Oh no, I didn’t mean...”

"It’s Okay, I know you didn’t. I’m really sorry for the way I’ve treated you," he looks down into his lap, making me realize that he really is sorry for acting that way towards me. I can’t believe this is happening. He seems miles away from the spiteful asshole who use to ignore me and hated my guts, but can I blame him for acting that way?

I’ve never seen him look so calm, and he’s actually talking to me.
I feel privileged.

"I don’t blame you for acting that way Ashton. It couldn’t have been easy seeing me all the time...”

"Reminding me of what happened?" he nods finishing off my sentence.

"Exactly." I agree.

He stays quiet for a moment but I feel confident enough to speak to him further.

"I knew you hated me, I just didn’t know what for and it bugged the hell out of me. I just put it down to you being a genuine asshole."

"An asshole? I can live with that,” he smirks. “And, I didn’t hate you, Olivia. Okay, maybe I did a little bit," he teases chuckling and, oh, he has the same beautiful smile as Calvin. He should do it more often.

"At first I thought all your family new how Fahoney was, including you. I thought you all must have known what he was capable of, what he did, what he does to people. How could you not no?"

I wince when he throws that logical term out there. Exactly. How could we not know? It disgusts me.

"And you, I couldn’t believe how naive were. Even when Calvin swore blind you di
dn’t no. He was convinced by it. I still wasn’t convinced. I thought he was just trying to pull the wool over my eyes because he was falling in love with you and that wasn’t part of the plan."

I frown remember I
was
part of a plan, at the beginning. I try to push the thought to the back of my mind. I’m still trying to get my head around that one, and it’s not the most pleasant to think about.

Ashton sighs before saying his next sentence, studying me with caution.

"I made Calvin finish with you, Olivia. He didn’t want to hurt you, he didn’t want to do it believe me. It killed him when you told him you’d fallen in love with him. I knew then, that he felt the same. We had an argument. I told him he was going to fuck this up for us. I gained a black eye from him for saying it but when he calmed down, he knew that leaving was the right thing to do. Just so he could have some distance from you. He was heartbroken when we left, he shut himself away emotionally. He wouldn’t speak to anyone. I’ve never seen him like that before."

I glance down
into my lap and exhale shakily. That makes both of us. He notes the pain that all of us have been through as a result of this and the way he looks at me is different. It’s nice to see his eyes absent from anymore hate. Now that hatred look has been replaced with tender empathy.

I’m
upset for us breaking up and I’m upset that he hurt me. I’m even more upset that I was part of a plan, but most of all I hate what has happened to this family all because of one man.

"Sorry, Olivia, I know it must be hard for you to hear all of this."

I sit fidgeting with my shirt.
"
It does hurt to know I was a part of your plan to get revenge on my family. Yes. And it killed me when Calvin left me. I loved him and he was so cruel. And, I thought Mauricio just hated Calvin because he doesn’t take well to men around his girls. I thought that’s what drove him insane. But all along, it was because he thought Calvin was hatching some plan against him. I just hate that...” I compose myself before going on. "That one cruel, heartless human being can cause so much devastation to a family, all because he was worried about his reputation. I don’t understand how his mind works."

I feel myself getting enraged every time I think about it but
I continue. “Anyway, if he’s so great and powerful how didn’t he find out about you two sooner? If he had his doubts about Calvin, why didn’t he act on it?" I’m glad he didn’t but I don’t understand.

Ashton laughs with a hint a pride, showing me how b
eautiful he is just like Calvin. Not as gorgeous, but still comparably handsome. He has the same bright blue eyes and he holds a breath-taking smile. They both do.

"He didn’t think Cal
vin was hatching a plan, Olivia. All he knew was that he was losing control over you and Calvin was to blame. It just so happened, it was the same time someone was fucking things up for him. But, yeah, we did a good job of it. It won’t take him long to find out it was us now of course. But we’ll be waiting."

Oh, I don’t like the sound of that. Calvin said he would stay away from Mauricio. He promised this wouldn’t come between us.

Ashton's excitement when he starts speaking about what they’ve done to Mauricio is uneasy for me. It’s obviously something they’re proud of.

"Calvin found out some good shit from around your house and I did it from behind the scenes, mainly in New York
...
"

He stops telling me all about his ‘master plan’ as Calvin comes into view, clearing his throat, his eyes stabbing into Ashton.

"Ashton, stop telling Olivia thing she doesn’t need to hear.” It’s like a hidden demand not to tell me things. Their dark things.

I do want to hear Ashton out, but seeing C
alvin abstracts all relevant thoughts. When he walks into a room my pulse enhances. The beating of my heart intensifies but melts at the same time, just by looking at him. He’s impeccably dressed in a gray loose t-shirt and light denim jeans, paired with brown walking boots. His hair styled to the side messily but a little longer where he hasn’t had cut in a while. He hasn’t shaved either but just trimmed and he looks the ultimate sex god. Oh, and he’s mine.

God, I did good.

His eyes quickly find mine and we lock stance. He’s been absent since I woke. I miss every second he's not with me so when I see him, its complete harmony.

"Whoa, you two really no how to make a man feel awkward." Ashton mocks as he sees our eyes lock
ed onto each other’s adoringly, both forgetting he’s in the room.

"That’s your cue to leave brother," Calvin
jokes sending Ashton on his way opening the door wider.

"I’m going, I’m going." He
chuckles holding his hands up and stands to leave.

"Ashton," I call before he exits. "Thank you, for the talk. I appreciate it. Maybe you’re not an asshole after all.”

He smirks, looking back at me. “Oh, I am, but I can live with it.” He laughs, as Calvin shakes his head at him and shuts the door behind him.

It means a lot to me that Ashton sort of reached out to me. I think that’s what I needed, him giving me an olive branch. I feel tons better on the Ashton side of things. Maybe we’ll become to like each other now? I hope so. Obviously we need more time to heal bad feelings completely, but it’s a good start. I want to get along with Calvin’s brother. I want him to like me, it’ll make things so much easier. Especially when Ashton’s Calvin’s best friend as well as his brother.

"You two getting along?" Calvin asks as he picks up my broken iPhone curiously. I stand from the sitting position on the floor and climb onto the end of the bed.

"Getting there." I agree going a little red
again with embarrassment towards my childish outburst.

"And this?" he holds up what’s left of my cell, looking highly intrigued.

"Tyler hung up on me, it got me angry. Calvin I think there’s something wrong at home." He frowns looking away from my cell back to me. "What do you mean?"

"Tyler told me that my f
amily are in the house but they’re not answering the door or anything."

A frown creeps across
his forehead as his eyes squint. "How does he know this?"

"Madison told him." I know he’s concerned from what I’ve just sa
id, his facial expression and body language has changed more acute.

"Calvin?" I ask turning curiously freaked out. Especially when he doesn’t answer me.
He’s looking straight at me but his eyes are looking through me deeply engaged in thought.

When he finally answers me after a long pause, he’s absent.
"Don’t worry about it you know what Maddie’s like.” Why is he trying to act nonchalance yet I can see him deliberating it. I hate that he feels he has to keep things from me.

I look away from him and sigh disappointed.
I hope it’s not going to continue to be like this.

“Hey,” he says softly, walking over to me. He tips my chin up and plants a long hard kiss to my lips. “What’s wrong?”

“Don’t keep things from me. I need to know what you’re thinking. Any thought that comes in to your head, any news, I need you to tell me.”

“Even if it’s a t
hought about going to the bathroom?” He frowns pretending to be disgusted, suppressing a grin.

I roll my eyes and flop back on to the bed. “Why, do you have to be an asshole? It isn’t a joke.”

“Okay baby, if I know something I’ll tell you. Even if my bladder is full. You’ll be the first to know.”

“O
h shut up.” I scream playfully as he laughs climbing up the bed on top of me.

I look up into his ice b
lue eyes as he hovers over me, his outstretched arms either side of my head.

“I missed you Olivia. I missed this,” the tip of his nose circles around mine. “
I’ve missed us.”

“Me too.” I whisper and bite my bottom lip before I cry.

“I’m sorry.” He breaths already bending down to nuzzle his head into my neck. His deep sigh is remorseful.

He kisses my ear
after he’s sucked at the lobe, followed by a chaste kiss to my neck. Then he pulls back to gaze down at me.

“I look like shit.” I
sulk, suddenly feeling a conscious from the way his eyes study my face.

“You’re beautiful Olivia, always.” Leaning down, he places his lips over mine ever so gently and kisses me like I’m his delicate rose.

I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him into me. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed him. And for a moment, I just want to forget everything and just be me and Calvin. We hold each other for what seems an eternity, capturing each other’s lips with grace.

After our sweet, much needed embrace he softly pulls away. Instantly bringing me back to reality. I don’t like reality right now.

Just let me stay in my Calvin dream.

"Get yourself washed and dressed. I just got to take care of something." I look up into
his bright blue eyes guessing. “Where were you this morning?"

"Stop worrying, you trust me?"

"Yes." I sigh with no hesitation. I do trust him impeccably. I just would love to know what he’s thinking most of the time. Well, all of the time.

***

"Sweet heart, there you are, breakfast?" Hazel asks of me as I sit at the breakfast table dressed in black jeans and a teal green jumper.
I feel a lot better after a shower and washing my hair.

Hazel is at the stove cooking pancakes they
smell so good but I have lost all appetite completely.