(Not) written in the stars!

Chapter 20 (Alexia) Treasure

I love Olson, and deep inside, I know he didn't do it on purpose, but frankly, right now, I wish I could make them both disappear.

The last thing I need right is dealing with Ty's bullshit. As a very (not) mature person, my first reaction is to give him the silent treatment. I can't look at him, let alone talk. His painful words keep replaying in my head.

I want a friend with many benefits she can't give me.

We are not compatible.

I am better off with the club girls; at least they finish what they start, and I don't need to worry about feelings.

Now Ty is here talking nonstop about how sorry he is and that he wants another chance. What the hell does he think this is? Who told him he could go around life hurting people and asking for a do-over? Life is not a video game where Avatars have multiple lives.

He already rejected me twice, so I won't go there again. He will have to overcome many hurdles before I consider him worthy of my trust. My brain gets the message, but my treacherous heart has a mind of its own. It skips beats just by feeling him in the room, and my skin comes on fire like my body wants to feed from him.

But I won't let those emotions override my brain. This time, I will play it safe, away from him.

So, I was sincere and told him I would always love Samantha but that he wouldn't have a role in my life.

Of course, just a few minutes after Ty left, he came back in with Olson because the universe, the stars, or whoever was out there playing with my voodoo doll thought it was funny.

"What now?" I said calmly, but I was frankly ready to scream.

"So, things are moving faster than expected. Just got a notification that your father is looking for me. I talked with Mr. Lombardi, and we decided that the best thing is for you to return to the MC compound, where you will be safe and protected."

Are these two idiots drunk or high?? Who do they think they are to decide what I will do? I close my eyes, take a deep breath because I have a feeling trying to strangle one of them in a hospital can get me in trouble, and then talk with them in the most "non-bullshit" voice I can muster.

"Who do you two think you are? Olson, you know I love and respect you, but honestly, if you think I will go anywhere with Mr. Lombardi, you are 100% wrong."

After saying this, I looked Ty straight in the eyes so there was no doubt in his interpretation of my words.

"You don't have a role in my life. I need time to rest and think about my options but let me assure you that it won't involve you. I have been handling everything life threw at me since my mom passed. That is 17 years of me proving to myself that I could survive alone. You have only been in my life for a few months, so I don't think you have any power or say in my decisions."

After kicking them out, having some time to ponder my options, and chatting with the doctor, I realized my idea of moving to another country was not a choice.

It's too bad because I liked the idea of putting distance between me, my dragon, and a certain person who keeps changing his mind about me.

Dr. Sullivan explained that based on the new results, he wanted to put me on a seizure medical trial, and he wouldn't recommend me to be out of the country. In fact, he asked me to stay as close as possible to the Institute or one of its satellite locations.

So, after some consideration, I made a plan and discussed it with Olson, not before letting him know that he was in hot water for allowing Ty to influence him. He wouldn't have pulled that "this is what you are going to do" attitude if Ty hadn't been around.

"So, what do you want me to tell the biker waiting impatiently outside?" asked Olson after I agreed with my plan.

"Honestly, I would love for you to tell him he should leave, but I know I need to get him somewhat involved in this plan. Can you please ask him to come in?"

Typhon's body language and facial expression tell me he thinks I let him come in because I accept him. Nothing could be farther from the truth, and my face told him the moment he looked at my eyes.

He stopped before reaching the side of the bed and held his hand back when he realized holding my hand was not in the cards.