LIV/E (Rewriting)

Chapter 22

"We only have two hours until the FBI storms this place, so lets get a move on!" Wolf yelled as he lifted the door to the warehouse.

The door lifted and the florescent lights stuttered awake, revealing a blanket of exotic car covering the beige floors.

"Oh.My.Fucking.God," Olivia announced as she walked in bewildered.

"Its beautiful," She murmured as my eyes glazed.

"There's no time for sentimentality, get in a car and drive," Wolf scolded.

Olivia quickly scanned the room for a car she'd want to jump into, when her eyes fell onto... Her baby. She was even more beautiful than before. It would be a sin not to drive her. So she quickly ran up and slid her hand onto the handle and pulled her open and at that same note Olivia's body filled with adrenaline.

Car by car they managed to clear out that big old warehouse. Wolf, Messer and Olivia, did majority of the driving, along with Izaya and a few other buddies who fonded over Wolf as if they owed him their first borns. There was one guy though, who in Olivia's mind made her chuckle. Everytime he walked passed her he threw a dirty side look at her. He happened to be one of the gentleman that she beat up a few months ago. He healed pretty well, but obviously
there was a few too many hard feeling floating around in his head. It was confusing however, for Olivia to hate Wolf with all her might, just a few months ago. And now she's here, helping him get away with a crime her organisation wants to convict him for. What can she say, she's nothing less than complex.

She's been questioning herself all the way through this process and she keeps justifying herself everytime, even though she knew how wrong all of it was. She's lying to her boyfriend, and helping her ex get away with grand theft auto. Ontop of that she's lying to her ex as well, she didn't know if it should be called lying or withholding the truth, since he hadn't asked her what her relationship status was and she didn't have the opportunity to lie to him yet.

Maybe he won't ask, because his just over it and doesn't give a damn. But then again what if he does ask? What is she going to tell him? The truth? The truth has done her no favours at all up untill this point. Everyone lectures each other about always being truthful, but what they don't tell you is that the truth holds more power to ruin things than the lies ever did. This isn't Hollywood, although we are pretty close to it in range. People don't generally take into consideration how hard it was for you to be truthful, all they care about is the lie.

She started this whole thing with an FBI family by her side whilst lying to these strangers and now here she is, having gotten to know these strangers, and lying to her FBI family. She felt like scum, actually she felt worst than scum.

After they moved all of the vehicles, everyone gathered at Wolf's house to celebrate. The backyard was filled with everyone who I guess Wolf trusted, and Olivia. People we're grilling burgers and having a good laugh like they had no care in the world. Like there wasn't this looming disaster hanging over their heads. Or maybe it just hung over Olivia's.

"If you're here tonight then that means you're the closest people to me, you're my family," Wolf announced.

"Our original family was taken away from Messer and I very abruptly and we thought we could never move on from that or find anyone else that would come close to the souls we lost, but you guys are a close second. And whatever comes our way from now on will have a heck of a battle awaiting them!" Wolf yelled as the crowd of people cheered and cheersed.

Olivia sat the can of beer she'd been nursing in her hands down. Nope, she didn't take a sip. Some drunken idiot handed it to her while Wolf made his speech. It felt so easy to just take a sip, She had so much power in her hands, the power to define the person she truly is and then some, but it wasn't worth it, it never was and never will be. And so she sat the drink down and turned to walk out. She needed to get home before Miles did.