Why?

Chapter 27

POV: Felicity

I wake up to knocking at my door and sit up and look at the clock, its 8:40, I'm late to work.

Last night after Oliver left, leaving me in tears I debated calling my mom for a good hour and when I finally decided to call her she didn't answer so I just left a message telling her to call me today. I then was filled with anger and just tired hitting Oliver's Dummies from my wheel chair like an idiot until my hands were red.

Last night was one of those night where I wished i never found Oliver bleeding in the back of my car. One of those nights that I just wished that I would not have fallen for his charm, like every other girl that has ever crossed his path. But that's the thing I did not fall for the same charm that every other girl fell for, I did not fall for him because of his looks, or his money. I fell for him because I was charmed by the way he would risk everything for others and how heroic he was....is. If those things would never happen I would have been saved so much pain, I would probably have a relationship, maybe even starting a family. Sure I would not have saved so many people, but my life would have been a little more normal.

Today though looking back my thoughts of yesterday, I do not regret finding in the backseat of my car or falling for him. But last name get did tell me something, I need to move on.

By the time I was done punching the dummies last night I called Diggle to pick me up. He helped calm me down and took me home, when I got home he tried to come inside with me to make sure I did nothing I'd regret this morning but I declined. I changed last night and crashed on the coach, not even worrying about setting my alarm or taking off my makeup, that I'm sure is now all over from crying.

The knocking on my door continues and I transfer into my wheel chair, that I can now move around in, in my house after rearranging some furniture. I go and open the door.

"No I have not seen you cat" I say expecting it to be my daily visit from my neighbor asking where her cat is. Instead older stands there in khaki pants and a blue shirt with a concerned look in his face. I Immediately try to wipe off the makeup on my face and start to pull back my wild hair.

"Oh it you" I say

"Hi, Fel-ic-ity" he says not really knowing what to say. "um, I was looking for you at the office and then the foundry but you weren't there"

"Yep, I was here, kinda had a long night last night-not that I was with anyone or anything like that I just sat there and cried and punched things and stuff and I haven't even had coffee yet this morning" I say babbling, and Oliver just has a sad smile on his face instead of his usual grin when I babble.

"Look I'm really sorry about last night and I'm hoping you can forgive me" he says carefully

I sit their in my wheel chair, just staring at him for a while, process what he said "I-" I start but can't get it out "Oliver I don't think I can" he immediately is about to say something but I continue talking "I don't think I can completely forgive you, but I can also partially thank you, and I was serious last night about done helping you with the arrow crusade"

"Fel-ic-ity, can we talk about this?" Oliver asks me

"There is nothing to talk about" I say wanting to end this conversation.

"Yes there is, I'm sorry what I said last night" he says to me, I stop and think about what he said and think about if I should invite him in or not, I'm about to tell him no when I look into his eyes.

His eyes are bold and so capturing, I always can tell what he's thinking by looking at his eyes, and right now I can see regret.

"Um, fine I guess we can talk, just for a little bit though, I have to get to work and my boss is kinda strict about being late, despite the fact that he's always late himself" I say trying to make a joke and lighten the mood.