Phelps Fiction

Memory Lane

OLIVERS POV

We picked a good day to leave the cabbin, it had been raining all day. It was muggy and hot even though there was no sun.

YN was still upset about this morning, as we drove home she didn't say a word to me.
She tucked herself up in her seat and rested her head on the window that was particularly down.
Too hot to have it closed, but raining too hard to have it open all the way.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as the rain fell in her face makeing her squint her eyes.

- Why don't you roll up the window and turn on the AC bug ? -

A look of realization crept across her face as if to say "why didn't I think of that" but then she put her head back down on the window ignoring me.

- Angel this is going to be a very long car ride if your going to ignore me the whole time -

I sighed.

She glanced at me before turning back to the window.

- I like the rain, it's peaceful. . And besides, I don't know if I really Deserve The AC -

My eyebrows raised and I chuckled softly.

- Are you still sore about this morning ? Well I'm sorry, but if you act like a bratty little one you get treated like it -

YN sat up and turned to me with fire in her eyes.

- Im not a Brat Oliver ! Iv always been good for you. Unless I wanted to pull more out of you, on purpose! We never use punishments! Now you want to start ? -

I smiled focusing on the rode. It was so cute when she got angry, she was so tiny sitting there in a ball pouting and hugging her knees refusing to look at me.

- Your right, you've always been good for me, my sweet little one, always such a good girl for me -

Her ears perked up and she peaked her big blue doe eyes over her arm looking up at me.

- BUT. . This morning,  I was venerable for you, like you've been wanting, and you lied to me. Then you went and sat while James mocked me for being "soft"
When I told you to go pack you stamped up the stairs, disobeyed what I told you to do, and proceeded to talk back when I told you again -

Her face turned angry and looked away from me again.
I sighed pulling down the sun visor and opened the mirror pointing it down at her.

- look there, and tell me what you see little one, . . My good girl, or a brat -

She looked up, the scowl on her face disappeared instantly when she saw how she looked, and was acting.
Her legs fell to the floor and she began to fiddle with her hands in her lap.

- Im sorry Ollie, I didn't realize. . The whole brat thing isn't even in my dynamic. I don't know what happened. -

I smiled running my thumb over her cheek.

- I could tell this morning, the way you ran up the stairs, the way you said " little girls room" instead of bathroom, the way you mocked and giggled at James, you got stuck in sub space again darling, . Didn't you ? -

She looked at me, then out the window thinking for a moment.

- Oh, I didn't realize, . . But last night , it wasn't that kind of dynamic, . We made love. . and I was fine, how did I even get there ?? -

- I don't know love, I don't know exactly how you felt last night. There was so much love and emotion in our actions. Even I woke up vulnerable, difference was I snapped back, maybe you just didn't -