Sammy's P.O.V
I heard Olivia walk back inside, and by the look on her face I could tell she got the closure she needed.
"I'm going to go home." She spoke, voice a little shaky.
"I'll go with you." I replied looking at Johnson.
"Yeah me too." He stood up.
We walked in Olivia's and Nadine came running downstairs.
"Oh my God. Don't you ever do that again! What would you have done if Sammy wouldn't have gotten you there?! Think about your family Olivia! What would your mom have done?!" Nadine yelled as she was hugging Olivia.
"I know..." She trailed off, obviously not wanting to hear it.
"I was so worried! We all were! How selfish of you!" Nadine continued.
"Hey, take it easy on her. She knows she fucked up and its in the past now." Johnson spoke, sticking up for her.
"I'm gonna go shower..." Olivia started to walk towards the basement, before looking back at me. "Please." Was all that slipped out of her mouth and I knew that was my cue to go with.
I followed her down and waited for her in the bathroom.
"Are you okay?" I asked as she walked in.
"I wasn't expecting to get yelled at, but yeah I'm fine." She turned on the shower and started to get undressed.
"You don't sound okay. You know you don't have to lie, or hide anything from me. If you want to cry you can."
As soon as I finished my sentence I heard her sniffiling. I got up, walked over to her and took her into my arms. Holding her head and the small of her back. I could feel her collapsing in my arms. I slowly started to kneel on the floor making sure she followed.
"Shh, you're gonna be okay babe. I promise. You'll get through this and if you need to you can always pack a bag and come stay at my house until this all blows over." I spoke into the top of her head.
