TRUST - a brooklyn beckham imagine

CHAPTER 54

  Sweet creature, sweet creature
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creature, sweet creature
When I run out of rope, you bring me home...  

BROOKLYN'S POV:-

I should better inform her guards first. I took out my phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Yes, I found her."

"ok, we will track your phone. take care of her, we are nearby."

I got off the car and crossed the road to the pond. she was sitting on the edge of the wooden footbridge with a bottle of wine. her head was down low, her shoulders moved up and down as she cried.

I walked to her quietly as the wood creaked under my feet, but she didn't notice.

"Olivia,"  I said softly as I stood behind her. she clutched her bottle and looked up to the trees opposite to the pond.

"what do you want now?"  she said in a pissed off voice, her voice was becoming hoarse due to continuous crying.

"come home." I put one hand on her shoulder. she chuckled and shook her head.

"what home are you talking about? that- that big concrete and glass mansion my dad left for me along millions and billions of money? no! that is not home. my home is dead. my Yves is dead. my dad is dead. so why am I alive now?"  she said and quickly got up and walked closer to the edge of the pond before she could jump I caught hold her her.

"what are you doing !!"  I shouted and held her by her shoulders. her breath smelt of alcohol.

"hah look at you," she said and shrugged my hands off. I looked at her with shock and curiosity.

"you don't even care." she looked me in the eyes and hissed.

"what?" I whispered.

"don't act innocent. I can see it. YOU DONT EVEN CARE THAT HE IS DEAD. YOU AR ESO CASUAL ABOUT IT. YOU CALLED HIM YOUR BEST FRIEND RIGHT? WHAT IS THIS NOW? I CANT SEE THE PAIN IN YOU." those words hit me like a bullet.

"Olivia this is not you talking, its the alcohol. please come home."

"come home and what? sleep with you? your road towards me is cleared as shit now right after Yves gone!"

"SHUT UP!"  I screamed at her. I had enough.

"you know why I am not showing you or anyone my pain? do you know why I am behaving like a cold heart even though I am breaking down inside so bad? he, Yves made me promise to stay by your side no matter what happened even though he is here or not. I am not showing my pain because he left me a responsibility ... YOU! maybe he knew he won't survive, and he felt like I could take care of you after him, he is trusting me with you, and I won't break my best friend's trust. now if you won't come home, I will pick you up and throw you in the car." 

there was a moment of silence, we looked at each other in the eye, reading each other, the place was surrounded by silence.

Suddenly she pulled me into a tight hug.

" I am sorry. I am so sorry Brooklyn," she said in between her cries.

"it's ok."

"I miss him so much."

" I know baby, I miss him too."

"thank you." 

"you are always welcome." she had passed out in my arms. I picked her up in my arms in bridal style and carried her to my car. I carefully placed her in the backseat. just then her guards arrived there.

"can you bring her car back home?"

"yes sure. she passed out?"

"yup." 

"Oh my is she ok?" Margot said as  I carried her inside.

"Yes, just drunk and passed out," I said as I climbed up the stairs with a drunk Olivia.

I carefully placed her in her bed.

"call me when she is awake."

"thank you so much mr.beckham. I thought after Mr. Yves no one would be able to hold her,"

 I replied with a weak smile.

OLIVIA'S POV:-

"owwww." I woke up with a splitting headache and something nibbling my hair softly.

"here miss. rose eat this." I was handed an Advil. I pressed my eyes hards and blinked a few times to make my vision clear. I felt something sit on my lap and look at me in wonder.

"how are you feeling?" Margot asked.

"how long did I sleep?"  I asked as I touched Hedwig's head softly as he cooed under my hand.

"you passed out last evening."

"last evening?"

"you don't even care."

"what?"

  "don't act innocent. I can see it. YOU DONT EVEN CARE THAT HE IS DEAD. YOU AR ESO CASUAL ABOUT IT. YOU CALLED HIM YOUR BEST FRIEND RIGHT? WHAT IS THIS NOW? I CANT SEE THE PAIN IN YOU."  

"Brooklyn,"  I whispered.

"I need to meet him." as I was about to get up my I got dizzy.

"easy easy ms. rose. I will ask Albert to call him. you haven't eaten anything since 2 days. you need to eat."  I sat back on the bed while Hedwig sat on my hand and nibbles softly on my fingers, I smiled weakly at him.

"hey."  I looked up to Brooklyn standing by the door. I wiped my mouth with the napkin as I finished my meal.

"come on Hedwig," Margot picked him up and Albert took the dishes out. 

"close the door," I said to Brooklyn.

he closed it, I looked down at my fingers and played with them, I bit my lips in anxiety, I remembered everything that happened, everything I said. I felt the bed sink in front of me. I just couldn't look at him in his eyes, he still took me back home and came here even after what I said.

  I heard a soft sigh as two hands held mine and a head on mine, I could feel the soft breathing by my hair, it was so soothing, he didn't say anything.

We stayed in that position for 5 mins, counting each other's breaths. at last, I spoke.

" I am sorry," I said softly.

"did I ever told you your words hurt me."

"I didn't mean to say anything like that,"

"I know, don't panic. I know it was the alcohol,"  he said and attached our forehead, we closed our eyes.

"I was out of my mind,"

"hmmm"

"you are not angry right?"

"never." he said and I smiled.

A/N:- at last exams are over. and sorry for the late update. I had caught dengue so the chapter was more late anything. comment down about oyur thoughts ont his chapter <3