*FOUR MONTHS LATER*
“Please?”
“No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Ma, please.”
Olivier looked up to his mother with big, pleading puppy-dog eyes. “Please?”
His mother shook her head at him. “Olivier…”
“I’ll be good! I have the money! I’ll pay for it myself. Please, Ma,” Olivier begged. Sheesh. It’s like pleading with the devil, Olivier thought silently.
Olivier’s mother set her lips in a straight, hard line.
“Olivier…” Olivier pouted.
Danny had invited Olivier up to Vegas with him for one of his tours, and as Danny put it, they were going to ‘have some fun.’ Olivier smirked at the thought of that but quickly wiped it off his face once he realized that his mother was staring at him funny.
His father suddenly rambled into the room, tightening his tie and picking up his worn briefcase, ready to dash out the door. Olivier immediately held a hand up and stopped his father in his tracks.
“WAIT! DadcanIgowithDannytoVegas? Ihavethemoneyandeverything! Please?!” Olivier pleaded with his father, hoping that he’d understand.
His father stopped walking, clearly annoyed by something. Oops, wrong time to ask. “Olivier, what can you do there? You’re both seventeen. You can’t go into the casinos or gamble or anything.”
“Well, yeah, but it’s like…” Olivier didn’t know how to explain it. “A vacation. It’s only a week. Please? I’ve seen pictures. It’s going to be amazing!”
“Depends,” Olivier’s father raised his eyebrows at him. “One week alone with him. One room. Hrmm.”
“DAD!” Olivier hid his face in his hands, covering up the blush that crawled up his cheeks. “Can we not talk about that?”
“Olivier, if you go, you have to bring protecti— “
“LALALALALALALA I CAN’T HEAR YOU!” Olivier screeched, covering his ears.
I’m deaf.
Olivier switched his hearing aid off and fled the room, oblivious to his father’s guffaws and his mother’s hard voice, scolding his father.
“SO CAN I GO?”
Olivier turned up his hearing aid so he could hear the sighs of his mother, alongside with the continuous laughter of his father. “Whatever, Olivier. You’re old enough. Go.”
Olivier squealed with joy and ran outside to Danny, who was sitting in his car.
“I CAN GO I CAN GO I CAN GO I CAN— “
“Calm down, my little man,” Danny held his hands up, laughing at Olivier. “Did you tell them that we’re leaving tomorrow?”
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Danny and Olivier
RandomIt's them against the world- even if they don't know it yet. Danny’s mute. He’s anorexic, he’s rich, he wears all black, he loves his music. He's a closet gay. He’s extremely self-conscious and hides from reality. Olivier’s deaf. He’s dirt-poor, he...
