Only Two Can End Up Happy [ book 2 ]

twenty-three

Boston~

We stay oddly quiet on the way home. There's nothing to say.

The quiet music coming from the radio, causes more tension. I notice her biting her lip, her knee bounces up and down. She's nervous.

"Do you think that, I don't know, maybe he doesn't want to lose Juliette? I mean he's lost everyone, and then finding out that you guys are brothers. That has to fuck with your head." Olivia blurts, putting her full attention on me.

"Why'd you say it like that?" I choose to question.

"What?"

"Brothers. Why'd you say brothers like that."

"Because it's still so weird to me. But that's not what we're talking about." She says.

"It does fuck with your head." I confess. "But you have to think about how insane this all must be for Juliette. I mean that's her whole life being flipped upside down. And Greyson isn't being understanding about that".

"I know. And I know that that hurts you."

"We aren't talking about how this is affecting me."

"I never said we were Boston."

She disapprovingly shakes her head, running a hand through her hair, letting out a deep sigh.

I make the familiar turns.

One left. Two rights. Another Left.

"Is everything okay with you Olivia? Like really, I want to know."

"I'm okay Boston." She softly says.

"You know you can talk to me, right?"

"Mhm."

"Okay."

"Has there ever been a part of you, that thinks that maybe, this isn't a good idea?" She questions. My heart breaks into a million pieces, simply because the answer is heart breaking.

"All. The. Time." I confess. It's impossible to see through my endlessly blurring eyes. The tears burn, the lump in the back of my throat grows more and more.

"I love you. I hope you know that. But," She looks away from me. "I know I don't make you happy Boston. All I've ever been is a bitch to you, and I'm sorry it took me so long to realize that."

"Hey," I stop the car as fast as I can. My heart races a hundred miles a minute. "Hey don't say that. Don't fucking say that. I love you. All of you. Even on your bad days. You make me the happiest man alive." I find myself saying. I didn't know I felt that way until I said it.

"Boston," Her voice cracks.

"No. What you think you know is wrong. Olivia every night I go to bed, and dream about marrying you
someday. Everything I do is for you. You are my everything and I need you to see that."