Prodigy Agent 09

Chapter 20: Choices

             "Addie...? Addie...? Please open the door..." I knocked on his door gently, pleading him to let me in.

          "Go away Olivia..." His voice faint but firm echoed through the hallway. I felt my heart break as I hear those words, he had never called me by my full name since the first day we met but I stayed and knocked the door again.

          "No, Addie... If you don't open this door, I will break in. Whether you like it or not. So, open the door now or I'm just going to break this door down." I raised my volume and knocked on the door again.

          As my fist met the door, it swung open. Adrian was pale with puffy eyes and snort running down his lips. I entered and slammed the door shut, locking it before hugging him.

          "Addie..." I whispered.

          "Ollie, it hurts so bad... Ollie..." He mumbled into my shoulders as he cried.

          "Addie, people come and go. I know she meant a lot to you. She meant a lot to everyone else. But do you think she wants to see you cry? I think she prefers the smiley side of you. Everyone is mourning for her death too. I am too. She's my best friend too. And it hurts. It hurts really bad but I don't cry because I know it's not what she wants." I cooed as I ran my hand through his hair.

          "I know, Ollie. But she's my sister... If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't be dead now. I told her to get the groceries. It should've been me." He cried harder.

          "No, Addie, don't blame yourself. She could've said no. But she didn't. It was fate." I cooed gently and took a piece of tissue on his nightstand before wiping his tears.

          "Ollie, I love you." He whispered.

          "I know, Addie, I know... You can't shut people out. Your parents were so worried you know?" I stroke his hair lightly. He hugged me back tightly.

          "I don't think I'll survive if you leave me..." He muttered.

          I frowned and shook my head, "No, Addie. I'd want you to move on and do what you love. Don't let anything stop you."

          "I can't... I can't..." He mumbled.

          I released my arm around him and held his head in my hands before looking at him straight in the eye, "Addie, everyone can do anything. It's whether they want to or not. You can do anything if you want but you can't do anything when you don't want to do it."

          He nodded his head a little, "I'm sorry, Ollie."

          "For what?" I asked as I wiped his nose.

          "For shutting everyone out and for calling you Olivia." He cast his eyes down.

          "Addie, my name is Olivia." I cracked a joke, hoping he would smile.

          He cracked a small smile and I smiled.

          Bang! I punched harder. Venting out my anger.

          "Woah, what did that bag ever do to you?" I heard an exclamation and flit my eyes to find Edward standing at the door side.

          "Nothing, I'm just training." I took a break to speak before punching the punching bag again.

          The punching bag broke and hit the ground as I hit it one last time.

          "Woah, chill... What's going on?" He grabbed my arm and asked.

          I shrugged of his hand of my arm and grabbed my towel hanging on the rack, drenching it with my sweat, "Nothing much."

          "'Nothing much' doesn't equal to punching until the bag breaks. That is something far from 'nothing much'." He commented and gave me a blank stare.

           "William and Adrian." I wiped the sweat off my body and sighed.

          "Oh, well Adrian has been in love with you since you were kids." He gave me a lopsided smile as he casually said it.

          "Oh, well you are in love with Grace too, just not since you were kids." I mimicked his tone and watched him flush red.

          "What?" He spluttered as he flit his eyes to the windows and door.

          "Good, you're not denying it. Keep it up. Don't deny it. You love her. That's one step closer to hopefully a relationship." I pointed it out as I cleaned up the mess I made.

          "Yes, I do love her. Are you happy now?" He rolled his eyes.

           I nodded my head, "It's not really my business. But the fact that you admit it, I'm extremely happy."

          "Well, back to topic, who are you going to choose?" He bent down and grabbed the deflated punching bag with sand spilling everywhere.

          "What do you mean by who am I going to choose? Who says I have to choose? Why should I even choose?" I asked as I continued to sweep up the sand.

          "Trust me, you should. It's better for not only them, but you too. It's better if you do than you don't. It'll lessened everything, the guilt, the pain, the worry. If not, you'll end up not only hurting them but yourself too." He hooked up a new punching bag before giving me a look.

          I raised an eyebrow, "You make it sound like you've experienced it yourself before..."

          He forced a chuckle, "I am older than you. Of course, when life is longer, the more you experience. Though, do keep my advice in mind. This is serious. Don't take it lightly. I don't want my best friends to get hurt, and neither do I want you to get hurt."

          I sighed and nodded my head, "You should know this, it's never my intention to choose, it's never my intention to hurt any of them and if I need to hurt someone, it would always be myself..."

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Voila, there's a wrap of Chapter 20! Sorry for late updates, I was on a vacation and I think I have a mind block... Can't seem to think of the flow of story. I hope to be able to updates more chapters soon. But...

HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Wow, it's going to be 2018! One year older! Wooh!

Cheers, and I'll try to update soon. :)

~Herondale