Previously on TOUGH LOVE.
Damon’s pov
I guess it’s time to pay Tigre Blanco a visit.
Damon:” Get this mess cleaned up and find me, Tigre Blanco!”
I say as I walk away from the lifeless body.
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Now***
Oliver’s pov
A couple of days later**
At school*
SLAP*
Rhea gives a hard slap at my face for no reason!!
Oliver:” OW! What was that for!?”
Rhea:”For being stupid!! If I saw someone like that outside my home. I’d call the police!”
I told Rhea what had happened from the point after the Farris wheel.
Rhea:” And Dick!?? Pulling a knife at you!? THREATING you!? Again, the police!!”
Oliver:”The guy at my house I thought was just a weird guy!, and dick?! Damon was there, so it’s fine!”
Rhea:” Yeah, everything is fine til someone tries to kill you….”
Oliver:” Stop, I don’t even know if that guy was there to kill me.”
Rhea:”What did you think he wanted to do, Oliver? Give ya cupcakes?”
I laughed.
But she had a serious face on.
Rhea:” Seriously, Oliver, what would’ve happened if you went straight to your house? You’d think he’d try something there? If he was bold enough to trespass Damon’s manor, then he would be bold enough to enter your small home.”
Mhm… that’s true..
Oliver:” Well, again…. Damon was there. He was protecting me.”
Rhea gave a concerned sigh.
Rhea:” Man, just be careful… Speaking of Damon, have you seen him?”
Oliver:”Not since yesterday. After the whole incident, I just stayed at his house for the weekend. Ron dropped me off at school today. Though I was curious why he didn’t come with.”
Rhea:” Can you call him? Tell him I may need some more paint, It’s for this project I’m working on. You can help if you’d like.”
Oliver:” Sure, I can help, and don’t you have his phone number?”
She nods.
Rhea:” Yeah, but he likes to play the quiet game with me. But with youu?~”
I laughed.
I then took out my phone and called Damon.
He answered.
Damon:”oliver? Are you okay?”
Rhea mouthed, “Told ya so.”
I rolled my eyes.
But damon sounded concerned.
So I reassured him.
Oliver:”Don’t worry, I’m okay, I’m just calling for Rhea. She said she needed some more paint? I’m helping with this project she’s working on. I don’t know what it is yet.”
A low chuckle came from damon.
Damon:” Tell her, okay, I’ll have them dropped off. ”
Oliver:”Also, where are you? you do realize there is school today.”
Damon:”I know, I just have a lot of work to do.”
Oliver:” Your company has been keeping you busy, huh?”
Damon:” Yes, it has. Just let me know when you’re coming home, I’ll have Ron come and pick you up.”
Oliver:”Home?”
Damon:” Yeah. You’re coming here after school.”
I don’t question why. I should be okay now that the guy is in jail.
But I’d go regardless. I still don’t want to go back to my dad’s.
Oliver:” That is fine with me. I’ll call you when im done.”
Damon:”Okay, please be careful… I love you.”
My heart excites.
Oliver:”I love you too.”
Rheas brow raises. A smirk forms.
I hang up.
Rhea:”Oh, Oliver, I love you so much. Let’s go in bed and show our undying love for each other, mawh mawh mawhhhh.”
Rhea voice does a terrible impression of Damon and puckers up her lips.
Oliver:” You are so weird! Hahaha! Stop!”
She nudges at me laughing.
Rhea:” You two definitely fucked alot”
I shrugged my shoulders giving her a smile.
Rhea:” OooooOoooo~”
Oliver:” Okay! Okay! Don’t we have a project to do?”
Rhea:” Oh shit I almost forgot about that. Let’s GO, WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR?!”
She pulls me by my shirt.
Oliver:” AH RHEA!”
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Damon’s pov**
At Hellings Corp *
Mrs.Hellings:” And you took care of him?!”
I sat on my office chair that was once my mothers. She stood across from the desk.
I had told her what happened at our manor. She wasn’t happy for obvious reasons.
Damon:”Yes, he’s been taken care of. I ordered my men to clean up his body.”
Mrs.Hellings:” I’ve had history with Tigre Blanco..though I thought we’ve agreed NOT to trigger from any sides, but he doesn’t listen. Have you figured out who the rat is?”
Mother had told me prior on my way to see Jose Cruz that someone in our company has been stealing and downloading files for a major project.
Mother believes that this project will boost the stocks and make us the most reliable tradesmen. All for money, of course.
Damon:”I’m going to deal with Tigre Blanco later. For now, the rat has to be someone in a high position to have that kind of access. This problem had just started. So it must be someone who’s been hired recently..”
Mrs.Hellings:”Recently, huh?.. That boy Oliver. Why do they want him?”
Damon:”I don’t know. All I know is that José was given orders to grab Oliver and that the order came from his boss. Also, if you’re suspecting that oliver is the rat, you’re dead wrong.”
She gave me a look. A look that seems like she isn’t believing what I’ve said.
Mrs.Hellings:” Very well. Does Oliver know about this predicament? About him being targeted?”
Damon:” No. He just thinks it was a random guy stalking him.”
Mrs.Hellings:” You should tell him then.”
I slightly shook my head no.
Damon:” Definitely not. I’ve told Father this, I am not putting him in this life.”
Mrs.Hellings:” Damon. You have quite a choice here. Tell him, and he shall make his choice to stay with you or not. Or… Don’t tell him. And wait for him for him to find out such truth. One way or another.”
Dammit….
Mrs.Hellings:” Or……… you can let him go.”
My brows furrowed.
Damon:” You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
Mrs.Hellings:” You are not a child anymore, Damon! Everything you do now can and will affect you in the future! For the better or worse. It’s not about trying to piss me off, although you’ve done a good job at that recently!”
She stopped to take a breath.
Mrs.Hellings:” If you love him. You’d let him go. Or it will end up with his blood on your hands.”
She walks out of the office.
I sigh.
…
Fuck..
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Oliver’s pov
Rhea and I stayed in the art classroom where we are doing her project.
Rhea spread the blue paint in the middle of the huge canvas. She’s painting an eye. That’s another thing Rhea and Damon have in common. Both are very artistic.
Oliver:” So what exactly are you painting?”
Rhea:”An eye with feelings. Obviously, I’m making a huge eyeball. But inside the eye will be like what it sees in the world… rather, it’s hate, greed, war, lustful, and raging fire.”
Wow.
Oliver:”That’s obviously specific.”
Rhea:” Yeah, but no matter what kind of hate is in this world, there will always be people who bring nothing but peace and love. Putting their differences aside and learning from one another.”
Oliver:” Is that why you are putting like, happy “makeup” around the eyes, but the inside is like, the world hate?”
She nods.
Rhea:” Yeah. They are just wishing people would stop hating each other. Because in war, no one wins. There’s only loss and destruction……”
She furrowed her brows.
But shrugged.
Rhea:”Anyhoo! Did Damon say when the paint was gunna to get here?? Cuz I’m running out blue quick.”
I laugh.
Oliver:”I’ll check the office if you’d like?”
She nods.
Rhea:” Yes, please.”
I headed out the classroom door and closed it.
The school was mainly empty now. Only people who are in clubs are here. Rhea is in the art club. Along with a few other people. Maybe I should join a club. The art club seems fun.
I turned the hallway corner til…
“Oliver! How are you?”
Oh fucking great…
Ivan. He stood in front of me as soon I turned that corner.
Why is he here?
I gave him a look.
Ivan:” Not doing so well, huh?”
I kept silent. I want NOTHING to do with him. So I ignored him and went to walk around him.
He blocks me.
Oliver:” Outta my way.”
Ivan:”I’m sorry I asked you how you were. “
Oliver:” You have some balls to be talking to me.”
Ivan:”You and Damon said the same shit.”
Oliver:”I am not going to tell you again. Leave me alone and get out of my way.”
Ivan:” Hold on, I only ask a minute of your time.”
Oliver:” Denied, now go away.”
Ivan:” Please? One minute? Then, I swear I’ll leave you alone.”
I furrowed my brows.
Oliver:” Your ass isn’t going to leave me alone regardless. Why should I listen to you?”
Ivan:” I just want to say a few things.”
I pushed him away and started to walk.
Ivan:” it’s about Damon!”
I flipped him off.
Ivan:”I’m just saying! Are you sure you can trust him? I mean… do you really know Damon??”
Oliver:” Look, I do not want to hear you say false lies about Damon.”
I continued to walk.
Ivan:” Im just warning you! Damon is not the person you think he is!”
His voice shrunk as I walked to the office.
Not the person I think he is? The fuck is that supposed to mean??
I walked to the office and asked about the paint.
I got the box of paint and brought it back to Rhea. In which of course I told her what happened.
Rhea:” Not who you think he is? Is that guy crazy? I’ve known Damon for years. Nothing out of the ordinary… I wonder what he ment?……”
Mhm.
Oliver:” Whatever, It’s Ivan. Plus, he kind of swore vengeance on Damon, so he could be doing this just to turn me against Damon.”
She nods.
Rhea:” Dame, who is Ivan. I mean, really. He just seems like a….narcissistic jackass.”
Oliver:” No kidding. Let’s get done with this painting.”
Rhea:” okiee!”
Rhea starts back up painting………
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To be continued….
Next update soon.
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