Ephemeral ➵ Allison Argent (5)

Fourteen

A/N: tbh season 5 isn't my favorite LMFAO

Olivia's POV:

"I talked to Kira before you picked me up. She's worried that she's not going to do so well at their lacrosse game tomorrow."

I snort. "At least it's something normal she's worried about. I signed up to be Coach's medical assistant at the beginning of the year for their games since he said he would clear the dozens of absences in my record."

Allison raises a brow. "Is that even legal?"

"As long as I graduate with everyone and it makes him happy to see none of his players are getting benched," I say with a shrug. "Then I don't see why not?"

She nods with a smile. "Good point. It's for charity anyway."

"You know, I thought tonight would at least be one of the nights where I can sleep in." I say as I adjust the posture to the driver's seat. "Didn't think we would have to stay up and keep watch."

Tonight Parrish wanted everyone to follow him during his sleepwalks since he would never remember where he would go off to. All that he would see the next day is himself in burned clothes and blood but he wouldn't remember what caused it.

I mean, besides the obvious point that the burned clothes were from being the Hellhound, but he needed to know whether he's adding to the dead body count or not.

"Was the coffee not enough?" She chuckled. "I ordered two shots of espresso."

"I think I'm just exhausted having to balance schoolwork and...keeping myself alive while trying to find Phoebe so I can talk to her." I sarcastically smile but she stops laughing. "Did I bring the mood down?"

The corners of her mouth perk up a bit. "Well..." She teasingly trailed off. "maybe a tiny bit."

"Sorry."

"It's okay." She adjusted her seat as well and leans it down so we can be at the same level. "Want to talk about it?"

I shrug. "There's nothing much to talk about." I gesture to my side, showing the poison from Phoebe's stingers were almost healed. "Still recovering."

"I'm surprised she attacked you." She softly answered, seeing the saddened expression on my face. "I mean, I half expected it to be your ex-girlfriend but never Phoebe."

"Tracy and I never officially got together." I point out but Allison raises a brow. "Well, we kissed twice and went out on a couple of dates but still, never official." I awkwardly explain and look forward to the apartment in front of us.

"If she ended up changing her mind about staying in Theo's pack...would you?"

My face flushes. "If I'm being completely honest, I think that boat has sailed." I shrug and turn to my side so I could face her. "I feel like I need to wait until this blows over and Phoebe doesn't completely hate me anymore before I even think about seeing other people. But then again, sometimes I think that maybe I don't deserve to be happy with all the stuff I've done."

"Hey," She reaches over and places her hand on top of mine. "you deserve to be happy. We've all gone through and lost so much that you shouldn't feel guilty about something that you feel like you deserve."

I chuckle. "And what's something you feel like you deserve, miss optimistic?"

She stays silent for a moment until she shrugs. "Whatever life decides to give me, I won't take it for granted again."

I narrow my eyes in suspicion. "Again?"

Before she could answer, our phones buzz in unison which causes us to grab our phones from our pockets.