On the plane I sat next to June and Matt. I was by the window and Hillary and Tyler were across from June, who was on the end. I stared at the phone and waited till we were in the air to call. Once the plane took off, I went to the restroom and locked the door. I pressed and held the first speed dial. It started ringing but cut off before the second ring could finish.
"Hey Gabriella." Oliver answer. I could hear the smile in his voice.
"Hey Oliver. You know you can call me Ella right?" I smiled thinking about his smile.
"I like Gabriella. Unless you would prefer me to call you Ella?" He asked.
"No, no, whatever you want to call me is fine." I said, a little shaken. I had no clue why but I felt worried that I wouldn't be able to talk to him for long.
Oliver laughed for a while before speaking again. "Okay, Gabriella it is then. Now, would you like me to explain my warnings?"
"Yes." I was eager for an explanation.
"Okay. I'm going to tell you the truth. I don't want to hurt you, but, if you find this out yourself it might hurt more. Now, do you trust me?" He asked.
"Yes."
"And if I tell you the truth, you won't be angry with me?" He asked. He was nervous, he wanted to talk to me as much as I wanted to talk to him.
"I won't get angry with you. I could never be angry with you." I felt stupid for saying it but I don't think I could ever get mad at him. His green eyes, his musical voice, his smile. They would stay in my mind till I had to forgive him.
"Okay. Logan is... Well, he's... Gabriella, he's cheating on you." He said it fast trying to get it over with, hoping if he said it fast, the pain would go away fast as well. I expected to feel heart-broken and dead inside, maybe feel like I wanted to die. But, I only felt betrayed. "You hate me for telling you, don't you?"
"No, I'm glad you told me. And I'm glad that you told me, instead of someone else." I said. "Who is the other girl?"
"Same promises?" Oliver asked skeptical.
"Yes."
"Alexandria." He said. He was scared to tell me this, all of it.
"What?" My breath was catching and my stomach tightened.
"Gabriella calm down, take a deep breath. Hang up the phone and go back to your seat. Go daydream." Oliver sounded both worried and nervous.
"Okay. See you in a few seconds." I took a deep breath and closed the phone. I quickly unlocked the door and walked to my seat. I stared out the window and within seconds I was somewhere I'd never been.
"I'd thought you might like a sneak peek of the Jamaican Islands. And it might help you calm down." Oliver said behind me. I looked at the beautiful blue water, bright green plants, and white sand. Oliver was sitting on the hood of a red 2009 Mustang. "You wanna talk?" Those green eyes looked as full of pain as I felt. Slowly, I nodded, but my knees suddenly gave. I hit the sand, just as tears spilled out of my eyes. I couldn't see through my tears but I felt Oliver's arms wrap around my shoulders. A terrible choking noise escaped my throat.
"I'm sorry." Oliver whispered. He rubbed his hand up and down my arm trying to comfort me.
"It's not your fault." I choked out, looking up at him. He was staring at the ocean, not looking at me. His eyes looked wet.
"I shouldn't have told you like that." Oliver's voice was husky, like he was crying. I touched his face, wiping away a tear that slipped out. When my fingers touched his skin, he looked down at me. "I'm sorry."
