POV Zack
To be honest, a multitude of events unfolded following the accident, particularly concerning Oliver.
Oliver.. He..
It's difficult for me to put into words, but he has undergone a significant transformation.
He no longer resembles the Oliver I once knew; he's become more like a mere shadow of his former self. Previously, he may not have been the most cheerful person, but he made an effort to maintain a facade for the sake of others. Then, one sunny day, Y/N entered his life, and for the first time in years, he appeared genuinely happy. However, in their absence, he has regressed into something even worse than his previous state before they came along.
He has become cold and distant, hardly engaging in conversations with anyone and rarely venturing out of that room except for occasional meals. We only get to see him after days. His appearance is distressing, with a noticeable weight loss and heavy under-eye bags that speak of exhaustion and strain.
As I observe Oliver grabbing an apple and walking past Violet, I acknowledge Violet with a nod and proceed to our usual table where Nigel and Gillian are seated.
Out of nowhere, Violet breaks the silence with a question, "I'm sorry if I'm mistaken, but does Oliver despise me?"
I raise my eyes to meet her gaze, contemplating my response.
"Oh no, it's not like that. We were simply discussing Oliver," Gillian reassures her, with Nigel nodding in agreement.
"But... did you see the expression on his face?" Violet continues. "Sure, he may come off as grumpy, but whenever he looks at me, it's like..."
"...filled with hatred?" I finish her sentence.
Gillian shoots me an angry look that conveys, 'Did you really have to say that?'
"Pay no attention to Zack. You know how pessimistic he can be," Gillian dismisses my comment with a laugh.
An awkward silence descended upon us, casting a palpable tension in the air. I rise from my seat, intending to clear my plate, but an unexpected grip on my wrist brings me to a halt.
"What did you mean by 'filled with hate'? What do you know that I don't? Why does he hate me?" Violet persists, her voice filled with desperation.
"Never mind," I respond, attempting to walk away.
"No, I need to know the reason..."
"Why? It wouldn't change anything, not even in the slightest," I tell her, instantly regretting the harshness of my words as soon as I see the hurt etched across her face.
"But... maybe I could alter my behavior or-" she starts to say.
"No," I interject, cutting her off. Softening my voice, I add, "Meet me at the windmill at 5," before turning and walking away, leaving the conversation hanging in the air.
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"Why all the secrecy?" Violet asks, her voice filled with curiosity and concern after we meet up again.
"Shh, you asked for the reason why Oliver acts the way Oliver acts, and I'll show you," I mumble softly, gesturing for her to follow.
We ascend the stairs and navigate through a dimly lit corridor until we reach a towering wooden door. With a gentle touch, I twist the handle and peer cautiously into the room, scanning for any signs of Oliver. Fortunately, he's nowhere to be found.
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Oliver x Reader || tpn fanfiction
Misteri / ThrillerY/N is an orphan who first lived in Glory Bell but had to Transfer to Grace Field. Life there was a dream in which everyone belonged in one big family. But for Y/N that dream hasn't existed for years. They are smart and need to adapt to these circu...
