Red and White Flags || Oliver Sykes

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Cassie's pov

The room was spinning just like my thoughts. I can't believe it, my mom moved on, and so did Oli. Both of my parents hate each other. They both don't love each other. Why couldn't they just work things out for me, for my sake. My thoughts were soon interrupted when my mom knocked on the door.

"Cassie, can I come in?"

I wanted to say no, but I said yes instead. She walked in and sat on the bed next to me. I wiped the tears that were running down my face. She rubs my head and kisses my forehead.

"I'm really sorry Cassie. I really am. I know that you really wanted Oli and I to get back together, but it's just not going to workout. I'm just... I'm just not attracted to him anymore, okay. That happens. You love someone and then you don't. That's just life."

I know that it's not her fault anymore, but apart of me does. She could just love him for the sake of my being, but that's selfish. I want both of them to be happy, but I want them to be happy together, not with other people.

"Listen, Cassie, I know that I told you that you couldn't talk to him again, but I think that you should. I should not have tried to cut your contact off with your dad."

She hands me her phone with Oli's number already in. All I needed to do was press "call". I wanted to press call, but I was scared. What if Oli did move on, and he doesn't even love me anymore? What if he doesn't love me anymore?

"I can't! Mom, what if he moved on from me? What if he doesn't love me anymore?"

"Don't think that Cassie! He loves you, trust me. We may be on bad terms, but Oli loves you. You're his daughter.

"If he loves me so much, why did he leave me again. Why did he leave for thirteen years, come back into my life, and leave again. That's not love, that's torture."

"Cassie, he loves you. Oli was just... scared. He didn't know how to deal with a kid. I mean, we were both sixteen, and he had a music career. He .. maybe he... I don't know why he left us for so long Cassie. I thought I did, but I don't. He did come back though, and that's all that should matter. He came back because he loves you, because he loves us. "

There was now a tear running down my mom's face. He did come back for us. It took him a long time, but he did come back for us. I looked at the phone that had Oli's number on it. I pressed "call", and put the phone to my ear. The phone ranged for a little while, but someone finally answered, but it wasn't Oli, it was a female.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Um... this is Cassie, Oli's daughter."

"What? Oli has a daughter? Holy shit!"

"Who is this?"

"My name is Alissa, I'm... a friend of Oli's."

"Well, hi. Can you please put my dad on the phone?"

"He's currently in the shower right now, but I'll make sure to tell him that you called, okay love."

"O... okay." I quickly hung up the phone. Another girl answered the phone, she was surprised that Oli had a daughter, she stuttered when she was saying how she was related to Oli, and then he's taking a shower? It all adds up. He moved on already. He's already fucking other girls. In this case, her name is Alissa. I throw the phone and I start to cry. My mom hugs me.

"It's okay Cassie. I told you, it's a natural thing to move on. It happens."

"But why, why can't he just... why can't you guys just get back together for me?

"I'm really sorry Cassie, I'm so so sorry. I wish I could do something about this, but I just can't. I'm with Mr. Toryenko, and Oli is with this Alissa chick. We both moved on, and there's nothing we can do about that."

The phone started to ring. It was Oli.

"Do you want to answer it?"

"No. You said that people move on, and that it's natural, so maybe I should. Maybe I should move on from Oli."

"But he's your dad Cassie. He may be dating someone, but that doesn't mean he's not your dad."

"If he was my dad, he would answer the phone himself, not this random girl. He's not my dad anymore, I'm over him."

I take the phone and hang it up. If they can move on, so can I. Oli is with Alissa, and my mom is with Mr. Toryenko. He's pretty nice, so I guess I would just have to start seeing Mr. Toryenko as a father figure now. He's now my new dad.