" Hello? Can you just please tell me who you are? You've been calling me for weeks and you know everything about me? If you don't tell me who you are I will change my number! " I yelled over the phone, my voice already broken from the trip to Alabama Prison. The person continued to call every day asking insane amount of questions, whereas I never got answers.
Silence hung on the other line. The same static as before.
" If I tell you who I am, You may be dissapointed." His voice dry, and heavy over the phone. Why would I be dissapointed? The only person I would be dissapointed about would be Oliver. And it clearly wasn't him..
" Are you Oliver? "
" No? " His voice was gruff and he seemed as if it was getting harder for him to speak.
" I'm. Your. Father."
OLIVER POV-
" Oliver! We're through OK? " She strutted out the house, her brand new Gucci sandals slamming against the pavement.
" Can't we just talk? " Though I didn't want to talk , I was drunk out of my mind. I could barely stifle words, it was mostly groaning and mumbling. My hair stuck to my face another cold beer bottle in my palms.
" No more talking, You're career is going down the drain! What is wrong with you? No career.. no money.. Until you pick your head up we can't see each other.."
She hopped into her ( I bought it for her)cherry red lamborghini and drove off. I tumbled on the floor and sat there.
" What's wrong with me? " I panted reaching into my pocket for a twenty (I might have some extra money for another case) instead I came out with a necklace. My heart faltered. It was the necklace me and Brittany cherished. Inside, a picture. A picture of me and her, when everything was alright. And I didn't have a career and when I didn't lose her. Staring down at the picture I bawled.
" I miss you so much.. Please come back to me.." Me and Brittany both got them, A few years back. I don't know how the necklace got into my jeans pocket though, I bought these jeans yesterday.
" Hey man, " In came Lee. His hands shoved in his pockets. I looked at him and then at the door.
" How'd you get in my house? "
He gave me a dumbfounded stare.
" You let me in 10 minutes ago.. You were tipsy then.. I was getting you some bread to soak up the alchohol but you're girlfriend came in and started fighting with you.. I got scared so I hid under the kitchen sink. "
I giggled.. But it was probably like a druken snarl. Lee took a seat beside me and patted my back.
" It's Ok.. You miss her.. That's all."
I sniffled.
" Who are we talking about? "
" Don't play dumb. You know you don't love London.. In my eyes, you despise her. You're probably so happy she's gone.. You know who you really miss.. So don't push her away.. Afterall that was the cause for her leaving. "
I hated to admit it, but he was right. Brittany left because I was pushing her away. Because I was being a jealous idiot, I needed to talk to her.. But what would I say? I haven't spoken to her in ages. How I was just going to pop back in her life?
" By the way..?" He took the necklace in my hands. " I put it there. Just so you could see.. What real love is.. And what it was.." He stood up patted my back once again and left.
YOU ARE READING
Can You Feel My Heart (Oliver Sykes Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction"Please, don't go!!" I screamed. Hot sweat beaded down my forehead trickling down the side of my neck. I could no longer bear it, the emptiness of the hole that purged in my chest. "Oh Oli.." I whispered into the night. Shoving my pillow to the en...
