Painful pasts and terrible truths

Chapter 63

I was more exhausted, during my training sessions I was acting a little oddly, usually I was better than Kayo when we were sparring together, but today wasn't my day, I couldn't do this rescue but it was too late to turn back now.

"Olivia hurry up, we're supposed to be saving lives remember" Virgil raised his eyebrow at me.

"I'm sorry" I apologised meagrely.

I was too tired, but I persevered, hoping that this would stop me from mourning over my grandma.

"Liv what's wrong, why are you acting like this, it's not like anyone's died or anything" Virgil muttered.

"I'm just tired, I'll be fine" I chuckled nervously.

"You should really get your act together, sometimes you're really lacking potential, I don't understand why, you're acting like someone in your family has died, you seem troubled by grief, it's probably nothing, unless..." Virgil was speaking in a harsh tone that hurt me so much, but he trailed off and he turned to face me.

I nodded, confirming all of his guesses, his face dropped.

"I didn't know, you should of told me, Olivia I didn't mean to say horrible things to you" first he's criticising me and now he's apologising.

"Don't talk to me, I need some alone time" I whispered.

"You've been alone for far too long, baby you need to talk to me at some point" Virgil mumbled.

"I don't want to talk about it, I feel sh*tty whenever I think about it" I told him.

*an hour later*

"I just don't understand why you didn't tell me that your grandma passed away" Virgil sighed.

"You don't need to worry about little old me" I laughed quietly.

"But I do worry about you sweetheart, I can't not worry about you" Virgil whispered into my hair.

I kept quiet, I pressed my face into his chest, he was warm and cuddly, he picked me up and he carried me to my room, he left me to sleep for a bit to regain my energy, as soon as he closed the door I got up and I decided that I wanted to take the tracking device out of my phone, I prised the backing off my phone and I found my pocket knife, I located the tracking device and I managed to get it out, I placed the back of my phone back on, I discarded the tracking device, I find his deal abusive, I don't like it when people know exactly where I am, I walked down the stairs slowly, it was about 9 in the evening.

"Are you ok" Virgil asked looking up from a textbook he was reading.

I shook my head, I climbed over the arm of the couch and I faceplanted on his stomach, to which he yelled out in pain.

"I want to snuggle" my voice was slightly muffled from being pressed up against his stomach.

"Olivia that really hurt" Virgil complained.

"So, you've got a little chubby pouch to protect yourself" I grumbled.

"Are you calling me fat, I do work out every two days" Virgil huffed.

"No I'm not calling you fat, I'm just saying that you've got a little chubby pouch that protects your organs" I laughed "you're like a kangaroo, maybe I can fit inside your shirt."

"It's not recommended that two people share a shirt but whatever floats your boat" Virgil winced in pain because I elbowed him in the stomach.

"I love you, thanks for being there for me" it was hard to get those words out whilst I was staring into his deep brown eyes.

"I love you too, do you want something to eat" I hated this question.

I shook my head again

"I'm bored" I whined like a small child.

"Well how about that snuggle, gorgeous" Virgil grinned and his strong bear-like arms forced me into an embrace.

"Baby don't squish me ok" I giggled and I kissed him.

"I won't, I promise" why is he so cute.

I wanted to sleep.

"I'm so tired" I yawned.

"Just fall asleep on me, I don't mind" Virgil laughed quietly and he placed me so I was lying on his front.