Previously….on TOUGH LOVE….
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Damon:”…….can you read to me..?…”
I go red….
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Oliver:” what..?….”
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Now***…
…Oliver’s pov
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Oliver:” what?….”
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A pause is made after what he said.
Damon:” do you mind…to read to me?..”
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I could feel my face go hot and red.
Oliver:” oh!…I don’t mind…”
He smirks…
And then hands me the book.
Leaving the room.
I stood there for a sec.
Stunned.
Okay.
No biggie….just asked me to read ….to him…..n-no problem!
I head out of the room. Shutting the door.
I looked over at damon.
And he is sitting on the couch with with his leg over his other leg.
With his arm resting on the arm of the couch.
His hand touching the side of his cheek.
Looking at me with a smirk.
Patiently waiting.
I chuckle nervously.
Then I sat down on the other end, not too far..
Then I just started reading.
Oliver:”…Out in the the Forest…Where many wonders lie.
A golden Fox, being sneaky and sly.
As the furs moves with the leaves in the trees, there, stands his pray. Enjoying the windy breeze.”
I kept reading, lost in book,.
I looked up couple times. Just to see him calm. Seems like he’s enjoying himself…..
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Time gose by*****
I finish about 6 chapters.
There are 40 in total.
I stopped…
Damon looks at me blankly.
Damon:” why you’ve stopped?”
Oliver:” sorry, I just wanna know what time is it?”
Damon pulls put his phone.
Damon:” 9: 56″
What!?
It’s only been an hour??
Dame I guess I read fast..
Damon:” did you want to do something else?”
I look at him with confusion.
Oliver:” what should we do?”
Damon:” well, we could-“
Knock knock ***
Mm?
Damon responds the knock.
Damon:” come in.”
The door opened and it was Ron (butler) and some nurses with kits.
Ron:” Sir, the nurses are here to patch.. sir Oliver. “
Oh.
Damon:” good. Oliver.”
I looked at damon confused.
Unsure what I’m supposed to do.
Nurses came over.
I sat up on the couch.
The two nurses went in front of me.
Telling me to relax and it wont take long.
Damon:” it’s okay. Their good nurses.”
My heart races.
Oliver:” o-oh okay…”
They brought put wraps and disinfectant spray. And a cast that will help my broken fingers.
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It reminds me…..of that day….
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Flashback***( when Oliver was 12)
Young Oliver:” mom!”
Nurses and doctors rush around in the room where mom is in.
Doctor:” we’re losing her!!”
Rick:” what’s happening!?!?! Is she okay!?!??!”
My dad yells echos through the halls.
Rick:” ANSWER ME GODAMMIT!”
He bangs on the wall.
Made me flinch.
Oliver:” d-dad?…”
He looks at me..with sympathy…and smiles…
Rick:” it’s okay buddy….mommy’s going to be okay….the doctors are going to save her.”
Then a doctor came out of the room.
He had a sulk face on.
Doctor:” Mr hills?”
Rick looks at the doctor…
Then at me.
Rick:” okay Oliver, go sit over there”
I sit across the room.
I see my dad and the doctors mouth moving.
Then ….my dad Bursts into tears….
Then on his knees….
The doctor rest his hand on his shoulder.
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I knew what happened….
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Then a nurse walks over to me.
I looked at her….
Oliver:”….my mom…?..”
The nurse looks at me sadly….
Nurse:” im sorry buddy…..your mommy’s in heaven…..she’s flying with the angels….”
My heart sank even more….
Mom…..
She’s dea-….
Flashback over******
Oliver:” NO!”
I pushed back the nurses.
The gasped.
Damon stood up.
Oliver:” don’t tell me-!”
I stopped.
Realizing what I just did.
Oliver:” im…..I’m sorry…I didnt…mean-“
Damon:” it’s okay.”
My heart starts to beat fast and I breath heavily…..
Nurse:” it’s okay sweetie. Everyone gets nervous.”
Other nurse:” yeah. We just need to put on the cast and your good to go.”
I sat down, taking a deep sigh….
The nurses continued…
Damon looked at me in concern.
Damon:” are you alright?”
He says In a soothing voice.
Oliver:” yeah….I’m okay…sorry”
Damon:” don’t apologize….”
He says giving me a calming look.
Whitch made me calm a bit….
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Why is he so……
No
No stop it…..
Get rid of these feelings..I..
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…After the nurse finish putting on my cast, they told me how long it’ll take to heal, about 5 to 4 weeks.
I nodded.
Then they left the room. So did Ron.
Another hour has passed.
3 more to go.
Damon stood there with a straight face.
Then spoke.
Damon:” are you alright?”
…he says with concern.
Oliver:” yeah…why do you ask?”
Damon:” you seemed to have something bother you. While the nurses were fixing you up.”
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I look away…
Oliver:” don’t worry about it…..”
I didn’t want to talk about it…..
Damon:” alright……..”
…..
Then..
I sat up from the couch while he was standing by the couch across from me.
Oliver:” thank you. …….But honestly you don’t need to be doing this for me. “
Damon looks at me.
Damon:” what makes you say that?”
Oliver:” you could be doing anything else then just taking care of me. You could hang out with your friends or go out with your girlfriend or -“
Damon:” who says I have a girlfriend?”
He says as he cuts me off mid-sentence.
Eh?…
Damon:” who says I would want to hang out with my friends ?”
Oliver:” wh- I’m sorry…that I assumed you had a girlfriend and that you don’t want to hang out with your friends…I just thought. Your just doing this out of pity for me”
Damon:” pity? No. “
Oliver:” then answer my question. “
Damon looks at me with confusion..
Damon:” what question?”
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Oliver:” why me?”
..
He stops then smirks.
Oliver:” well?”
Damon:” it’s cuz i-“
He stops.
Oliver:”Cuz you…what?”
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Damon:” I’ll answer it….one day.”
I gave him a what the fuck look.
I look couple steps towards him…
Oliver:” no answer now…I want to make sure I can fully trust you.”
Damon:” you don’t trust me enough?”
I thought for a moment.
I mean after all he has done….
It seems he cares….
But….
I just don’t want him to be a backstabber.
I gave him a serious look.
Damon:” I just want to be friends…..is that too much to ask?”
I scoffed.
Oliver:” that’s ……you….already….have friends…”
Damon:” yes but none like you.”
I paused.
Oliver:” like me?”
Damon:” yes….like you…”
He says as he steps closer to me.
Now we were inches away from each other.
I looked up at him.
As he looked down on me.
He smirks.
Damon:” so cute…..”
I go red…
W-wait what!?!
Oliver:” what?!”
Damon:” Anyway want to paint?”
Wait what did he say!?!?!?
Oliver:” i-um…s-sure..”
Did he just call me cute!?
No…
He wouldn’t…..would he?!?!
He steps over by the canvas..
He rolles his sleeves up
Just to see his hands…and the veins that gose up…
Dame…..
I just sat back down on the couch.
He puts on soft playing music as he paints.
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As he paints…… for some reason he keeps looking back at me.
Mm
I’m so….tired….
I layed down on the couch. On the pillow.
And fell….into a deep…deep…sleep….
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To be continued…..
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Next update soon!!!
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