The Heart Break Vacation

Charlotte

                      "for you two, one of our loveliest rooms" "oh we're sleeping together?" Slipped out of my mouth, which caused Oliver to squeeze my hand "yes miss... Unless there is a problem?" "Oh no, his mother is just a little old fashioned" I tried to save the conversation, but it didn't sound so convincing "I hadn't thought we would be allowed to" he squeezed my hand again, and I knew I was just making matters worse "come on Lotte, we've had a long trip, you've been up since 4 this morning, let's go take a nap before we have to go anywhere" he pulled me inside, smiling at the guy and quickly shutting the door. "What the hell was that?" He whisper yelled "I don't know I've been up since 4 this morning" I used his lie against him "get it together Charlotte, we can't mess this up" "I really don't think it would make any difference" "what's wrong with you... You agreed to this" "well now I've had a few drinks and it's all painfully obvious" "obvious? What's obvious because I'm flying blind" "I still have feelings for you" flew out of my mouth, circled around Oliver's head 'til he was dizzy, and then proceeded knocked him out.
                            "Feelings... As in anger, mad, disappointed" he started I gulped "no, as in excitement, fondness..." "It was just 3 weeks ago... It would only be natural..." "None of this is natural, Ollie, you and I both know it" We looked into each others eyes, trying to read each other, something that used to be second nature, now clouded with fear, anxiety, and mistrust. "We can't..." He started, rubbing his forehead "no, we can't, it would be a fate worse than death" I sighed, hearing the boats whistle sing, we pushed aside what desperately needed to be discussed and stepped outside to the world where we were going to be engaged by the end of the trip.
                    "We were wondering when the last time we were all together on a trip like this..." Beth started out as Blane and Briar writing plans for something down on a napkin "and I realized the last time was the summer after Ollie graduated high school" "get to the point mom" Oliver groaned "well I think we should take family trips more frequent like we used to, because at this rate the next time you'll have kids" she laughed as did his dad and brothers... Taking the hint that we were supposed to laugh we awkwardly joined in... Laughing at the lie that was becoming ever increasingly heavier to bear.
"I'm drunk.... Are you drunk?" I asked curiously to Oliver as we sauntered off to our room, swaying and falling over. "Well there are three of you... So unless you have two other hot triplets.... I don't think I'm drunk" he slurred "I mean... I do... I do think I'm drunk" "you do?" I sang "say I do Lotte... Marry me" that shook my drunken body, mind, and soul "what?" "Yeah, I like boats, and sea captains can marry people... Let's get married... My parents are already expecting us to" he was slurring less "marriage isn't something you do just because it's expected it's not like you were invited to a party, forgot, and just decided to go because it was expected!" "Your right.... Marriage stupid... That why, I broke up with ...you" he smiled his pupils humongous, and reflecting glasses of champagne, and he had this giddiness, like a toddler waiting to open up gifts shining through him. "Your cute" he bopped my nose with his finger "your cuter" I giggled, bopping his nose also, this continuing on until we finally made it back to our room.
"There's one bed" I pointed out my eyes widened in almost horror "Lotte... We've slept together plenty of times before..." He whisper yelled in my ear practically falling into me "not when we've broken up" "I'll sleep on the couch" he grumbled ripping a blanket off the bed and grabbing two pillows. "Happy hangovers" he grumbled turning the lights out "happy hangovers" I muttered, lying on the bed wide awake.