Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

Wildflower

*Ami's pov*

"Damn you look shit." Jaden passes me on the stairs.
"Not today."
"No sly insult?" He pulls my arm forcing me to look at him. "Are you okay, Am?" Did my face give it away that easily?
"I'm fine." I force a smile.
"I'm always here, Am even if it doesn't seem like it. I act like a dickhead just for fun." He then whispers, "I ain't actually."
"No I'm pretty sure you are." I joke and in response he laughs.
"I developed it by being with you 24/7." Then I did smile. "See, I made you smile by being a dick."
"Don't get too cocky." I push his head. "But thanks, Jaden." I give him a quick hug and then he responds giving me an ew expression. I laugh, he really was a good brother. Shutting my room door, my smile turned into a deep frown whenever I receive a text from my lover.
'Where have you been? I've been trying you all day.'
'Sorry.'
'You didn't answer the question, woman.'
'Library.'
'If I find out you're lying.'

I flinch at the last text. If he finds out about the kiss, me and my partner in crime are dead. Like dead dead. I shake my head, jumping onto my bed. I barely took my clothes off, not having enough energy to properly change. I roll onto my back putting 'Wildflower' by Billie Eilish on and silently crying trying to not wake anyone.

Sitting down in the restaurant, I open the menu, scanning it. "Have you decided?" A waiter asks.
"I think I'll ha-"
"The salad." Declan talks for me.
"Pardon?" Tears threaten to fall.
"The salad, she will have the salad." He says without a hint of emotion and shoos the waiter away.
"Why?" A giant lump forms in my throat making me speak funny.
"Do I really need to explain?"
I look to the ceiling so I don't ruin my makeup. "Are you saying I put on weight?"
"Lots of it. You are getting fat." He bluntly sneers. I couldn't hold them in, tears fell down. "Oh boo hoo, go clear yourself up." He nods in the direction to the toilets.
"Maybe I got bigger because you keep on making me go to restaurants." My voice shakes.
"Well then work out, woman. You are now fat." Drawing back my chair, I run to the toilets. How could I still be with this devil of a man? Saying I put on weight was one thing but saying I'm fat repetitively and saying I need to work out was another.

Don't ask how I made it home and survived that night. I pull on my hair, his words echoing in my ears. I go up to the mirror and look at my reflection. Who am I? I really don't know anymore. I try to fight the urge to text someone I shouldn't but like a coward I gave in.