Blurred Sentimentality

Forbidden Tattoo (Ch. 27)

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Olivia

I was very confused. How did my parents know where I was? My heart was pounding in my chest. It was going to be extremely embarrassing to have my parents yell at me in front of Chaz. Not mentioning that I was still wearing his hoodie.

I quickly took the hoodie off and placed it on the ground next to the laptop.

"What's that for?" Chaz arched a dark brow.

"I better remove it if you don't want my father to kill you." I said and nervously got up while Chaz chuckled softly.

My legs felt like rubber when my weight shifted over to them. I slowly walked towards the door and peeked outside.

"They're in the living room." Chaz said.

"This will be so awkward." I face-palmed myself.

"I'll stay here." He shrugged and slumped next to the laptop. I bit my lips and nodded a thank you to him before I trudged towards the living room.

My feet were freezing because of how chilly the marble tiles were, and that did not help at all with my nervousness.

I took a deep breath and stepped in the living room. Both of my parents backs were to me. They were sitting on the big, leather sofa in the center of the luxurious room. I wanted to run back inside and just have Chaz hold me in his strong arms again, but I couldn't. He couldn't.

I cleared my throat and closed my eyes, not wanting to see their familiar death glares.

"Olivia." My mom said in a weak voice. I opened my eyes, and to my surprise, my mother was crying instead of looking at me like she wanted to kill me right on the spot. I got even more nervous and awkward. Dad was standing awkwardly next to her, his eyes glued on me.

I slowly approached them. This is the end. I expected them to start pouring all of their fire on me, but they didn't. My mom pulled me into a sudden hug. The sofa was between us, but no one really cared. I closed my eyes and my trembling hand tried to reach for her.

When she pulled back, dad looked away. I bit my lips and hid my hands behind my back uneasily.

"I'm sorry." Dad said firmly and my eyes quickly shot up to him.

"Really, I am. I was just angry about things. We got so worried when you weren't in your room." He added quickly.

"I was so worried." Mom sobbed.

"I'm okay." I said quietly.

"I talked to him. We will try not to mention football again, okay? Just don't ever run away like that again." Mom said.

"Okay." I simply said.

"We should go home." Mom said and I nodded. I didn't want to leave Chaz, but it wasn't right. For me, for him, for Matt, for my parents, for anyone.

"I'll be back." I said and rushed back into the office room. Chaz was on the ground with the laptop, staring deeply into the screen. His eyes quickly darted and fell on me when I pushed the door.

He parted his lips slightly, as if asking what happened. His face was serious and focused.

"We're good." I mumbled and he smiled at me. "I'm going to have to go."

"Alright." He said.

"I just- thanks so much for bearing with me. You took care of me even when you don't really care about me, which is crazy." I said quietly.