Violent Delights | Oliver Queen [1]

[Twenty]

Dear Ollie,
I'm leaving.
Not for good, I just need to get out of here for a while. Starling City is just filled with memories. Everywhere I turn, it's like the ghost of who you were is following me. Teasing me. I'm transferring law firms, but my position here is being held for me. I'm moving to Central City. That guy I wrote about before, Barry, we're going to be flat mates. Barry means a lot to me, but I'm still scared to let him in, in the fear of him getting hurt.

I don't know anymore Oliver. I don't know who I am, who I want to be, or what I want. All I know is that I can't stay here anymore, not without being reminded that you're not here with me.

- Mia xx

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"With all the guys working up top, you might want to think about a side interest for your, eh, arrow cave." Diggle spoke, walking into the room.

Amelia sat on the table, her legs crossed and watched Oliver do one arm press ups. Everytime she looked at him, she still couldn't get over what he had said.

He loved her.

The thought sent shivers down her spine and made her feel like a giddy teenager. He loved her and he wanted to be with her, even after all that she had done.

Oliver sighed and stood up, his back to Diggle as he smiled at Amelia. "Just out one in. South alleyway." He told Diggle. "I want to show you something." Oliver walked towards the computer that was on the desk that Amelia had perched herself.

"You're finally getting into online dating and you want help with your profile." Diggle said sarcastically.

"Well I would hope not." Amelia huffed, sliding off the bench.

Oliver turned round and wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed a soft kiss onto her collarbone. Diggle's eyes widened. "So you told her?" He asked.

Oliver nodded.

"And you told him?"

Amelia nodded.

"About everything?"

They both nodded.

"Wow."

Amelia couldn't help but laugh and a grin crept onto Oliver's face. Amelia walked to the other side of the room and threw Oliver his shirt, while Diggle inspected the case that Oliver has brought up on the computer.

"Yeah I heard about this. Third truck to be hit." He explained.

Oliver told Diggle what he had previously told Amelia, along with his suspicions and how he had found it. They found out that he had been Diggle's commanding officer out in Afghanistan. But that didn't change the fact that he was on the list. He had to be taken down.

Amelia had coaxed Oliver into letting her help, complaining that he worried about her too much. He tried everything he could to stop her, even pulled his puppy dog look.

"This man saved my life. I don't care what your book says. He's not a stick up man." Diggle argued.

Amelia bit her lip, deciding to not comment.

"You haven't known him in a long time Diggle." Oliver retorted, his voice calm.

This argument went on for several minutes, and Amelia was getting really tired of the back and forwardness of it all. Amelia understood where Diggle was coming from, but she was sticking by Oliver, for she believed his reasoning. To her it didn't matter whether Oliver's father hadn't written the book, facts were still facts.