𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗔 𝗞𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗨- Was your average rich girl, just as privileged as the next one.
Yet, she never believed much in religion. It was forced on her, her entire life. Olivia's parents, didn't support of her actions. She was a problem child...
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I woke up, in an empty bed.
"Tom?" I sat up, bringing my knees up to my chin. Seeing a small rainbow shining through his window. Maybe he's in the bathroom?
I got up, knocking on his bathroom door. No response, I put on my slippers running down the stairs, kitchen, nothing, living room, nothing.
I ran back up to his room, noticing his ring was placed perfectly on his dresser, he took it off.
I went to my room, grabbing my phone. He really left me, I knew I shouldn't dwell on it because, we're not actually together, but...
Our kiss, it felt so intimate. Was he just kissing me because he felt bad? Or because he wanted to? I felt like wanting to cry, but why should I?
He's not your boyfriend Liv.
No, but he is my husband.
You're not together though. I know that, but I just thought... actually, i'm not sure what I thought.
I texted Cherry, to come over. Maybe i'll check instagram? Maybe he posted where he is? I went to his page, nothing was posted recently.
I go to the bathroom, brushing through any knots I had developed while sleeping. I put the hair brush down, taking my tooth brush out and placing some toothpaste on it.
I usually shower every night, I wasn't one to sweat while I was sleeping, how do you shower in the morning and go to bed being dirty?
I didn't get it.
After finishing up everything in the bathroom, Cherry was here within no time, this house was actually closer to hers, then my old one, which was definitely convenient.
I was still caught up in my thoughts, feeling like absolute shit. Why would he just leave like that? Not even a text, or a note?
He always told me when he was going out, or that he was leaving. And after when he came back he would spend time with me.
He just left.
I ran downstairs again, opening the door for Cherry. "Where's Tom?" She asked, taking her shoes off. "Wish I knew." I frowned, walking over to the large sectional sofa.
"What do you mean?" She walked over, sitting next to me. "I slept in his bed last night, and he just left." I shrugged, staring ahead.
Her eyes widened. "Do you mean...?" Cherry raised a brow, I shook my head. "No, but... I slept in his arms and- and I kissed him." I sniffled, a heart string tugging as I talked about it.
"He just left." I turned my head to look at her, feeling the tears brimming my eyes.
"Did he send you a text? Anything?" She questioned. All I could do was just shake my head, if I talked, i'd cry, and I didn't want to.
Yet somehow, the tears still started to stream down my face. "He was so sweet, and we didn't even make out, it was just a long kiss. It felt so... intimate." I wiped a tear, away.
Cherry's arms closed around my shoulders, as she rested her chin on one of them. "Maybe... it's a misunderstanding?" She tried to reason.
"He's with a girl."
"How do you know?" Cherry questioned me. "He took his ring off, he doesn't go out without his ring, unless he's with a girl." I explained.
"Did you check his instagram? Maybe he's with his friends, who don't know about it." She suggested. I started to sulk. "I already checked his instagram, and he hasn't posted anything. He's with a girl." I repeated.
I suddenly heard keys going through the door knob, I wiped my tears away. Sitting up. "Act natural!" I whisper yelled.
"Natural, what's natural?!" She whispered back. I took her hands off me, quickly sitting criss cross.
He walked in hanging his keys up on the little hook. "Hey." Tom smiled, coming inside.
"Hey." I replied, in a drier tone.
"What are you guys doing?" He questioned, walking over to the couch.
"Just talking, so... where were you!?" I trailed off, then raising my voice, now in a wondering tone. "Just on a date." He shrugged.
"Oh."
Tom goes to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water. "How was your date?" I gritted, a smile. "It was okay, she was kind of obnoxious."
"Wow, cool! So cool!" I said, sarcastically.
"Are you okay, Liv?" Tom cracked open the water. "Oh i'm great, just fantastic! How are you on this fine day?!" I laughed, loudly.
"I'm fine, why?" He began to take his zip up off, placing it on one of the stools, in-front of the kitchen island, I wanted to rip his braids out one by one, and feed them to him at this point.
"Did you tell her?" I remarked. "Tell who what?"
Cherry clutched my arm, knowing I was about to say a snarky comment.
"Oh your date! Did you tell her, you left without telling me?" I placed my hands on my knees. I fix my posture, getting ready for his response.
"No that would be weird, to say on a first date." He laughed, he fucking laughed.
"Oh dear." Cherry put a hand on her forehead, screwing her eyes shut.
"By the way, you're an asshole." I grabbed Cherry's hand, going back upstairs. I went in my room, locking the door shut.
"Why would you say that? You have to act like you don't care!" She complained. "I do care though, and I want him to feel bad!" I defended. "Liv." She sighed, disappointed.
"Livvy?" He knocked on the door.
Who the fuck is Livvy?
"Do you want me to stay, for this? Or should I go?" She whispered. "I don't care, i'm gonna tell you anyways." I giggled.
"Liv." He jiggled the door handle, I walked up to the door, opening it. "What." I replied, in a bitchy voice. "What's wrong with you?"
What's wrong with me.?
I don't usually pray to God, but God please so help me, from not committing murder today.
