When Our Worlds Collide

A Ray Of Hope

Mara P.O.V

  I sent out Thea, Nyela, Codey, Espen, Anneke, and Lieke. They were gonna raid the Warriors base, it was a suicide mission, only the best would survive, weed through the weak, only keep the strongest. Ever since Oliver and I have broken up, I don't feel the same, well actually, I don't feel. Seeing him with Shawn, he deserves to be happy, they both do. Smiles would never leave their faces, love would just shine in their eyes, not the same way it did when either one of them were with me. But I don't care, it's all ok, it's fine. I just need to focus on getting into the Warriors Base, and keep my gang in the best shape it can be. Let's not think about how Oliver looks so much happier with Shawn, and how is laughter still rings through the air around me, or how his smiling face is all I see when I close my eyes, or the fact that I lost the best thing that ever happened to me.

~The Hotel, Oliver's P.O.V~

  Gabriel and Dallas were 3 feet away, Shawn was asleep beside me, yet I still felt incredibly alone. I had a 45 minute shower, and yet I still feel dirty and disgusting. I had a very very hot shower, to the point where my skin started to peel, I scrubbed my body until it bled, but I still am not clean. I'll never be clean, not while He is around. Lurking in the shadows, stalking me like a predator to its prey, keeping me in his sights. Waiting for the moment to strike me, I cower in fear, unable to move. My body as stiff as a very stiff object, frozen in place like a piece of fabric in a piece of ice. Slowly ripping apart, like a piece of paper, in the hands of a sadistic person. All I could feel was Griffith's hand around my throat, his lips brushing against mine, how disgusting it all was. As soon as he heard Shawn coming, he ran off, like the coward he is. It was the same thing when it first started happening, when my mother would get back home. I'd be laying in bed, crying, while he was ~watching t.v. in the living room~ I've never told her, it would make it all worse, she couldn't know this. "Oliver, what's wrong?" I gasped, "What?" Shawn wiped my cheek, "You're crying, a lot." I cuddled into him, wiping my face hastily, "It's nothing Sweetheart." He kissed my forehead, "Just know that I'm always there for you." Just hearing him say that made me feel a little better, maybe I will be ok.

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  All five of us were pushing full carts to the check out line, our last store to go to. Shawn was constantly at my side, it felt nice, kissing me on the cheek, pulling me in for longer hugs, and placing tender kisses along my jaw line and collar bone. I finally feel safer, safer than I have in a long time. Shawn would kiss me on the cheek, wrap his arms around my waist, cuddle a lot, it was the best thing ever. I think he knows that something is wrong, that's why he's being even more affectionate. It's so amazing, my favourite is when he wraps his arms around my waist, and lays his head on my shoulder. Cue me singing "Put Your Head On My Shoulder" just to be super cheesy, he'd always laugh and start singing along. So many happy memories have been made with him, they are always playing in my head, like a movie, a movie that I never want to end. "Baby, pay attention." I dragged my hand down my face, "Ugh, sorry Daddy." It just slipped out, our friends just stared at us in shock. I paled, my eyes widening, scared shitless. "Did you just call Shawn, Daddy?" Gabriel burst out laughing, "You just fucking called the scariest dude on the planet Daddy?" Shawn glared at him, "You better stop fucking laughing at him. If you don't shut the hell up right god damn fucking now, the chefs will cook you for fucking supper. Don't you EVER! LAUGH AT HIM AGAIN!" Gabriel was white as a sheet of paper, lip trembling, "Y-y-y-yes Sir." He pushed the cart ahead and paid for his items. Shawn was still angry, I placed a hand on his cheek and made him look at me. "Sweetheart, I need you to calm down. You will lash out, if you do not calm down." He pushed the carts towards Oscar and Max, pulling me to the bathrooms, "I just need to get away from everyone."

  We went into the men's washroom and I dragged him into a stall, sitting him on the toilet and kneeled between his knees. "What are you doing Baby Boy?" I grinned mischievously, unbuckling his belt, and pulling out his half hard member. I looked up at him with innocent eyes as I licked a strip up his length, swirling my tongue around the head. He groaned, running his fingers into my hair. I started to take him into my mouth, wrapping my lips tight around his hard cock. "Oh fuck." He pulled on my hair, thrusting up into my mouth, tugging on the blond strands. I whimpered, swiping my tongue around him, hollowing out my cheeks. He pulled me off, creating a sinful pop, into a messy kiss. I held onto his leaking cock and jerked it fast and he moaned into the kiss. I pushed him back, stopping my hand movements, leaning up to whisper into his ear. "You've got to be quiet Daddy, someone might hear you." He was panting, his cheeks flushed a beautiful cherry red, "Thank God you can't see under the stalls." I grinned again, tightening my hand around him, "We will finish this later." I got up quickly and rushed out of the stall. "Oliver!" I giggled a little, making my way back to Oscar, Max, Dallas, and Gabriel. "Sorry, I was just puking up my lunch." I popped a piece of gum in my mouth and tuned out the boys' concerns. Shawn came back with a McDonalds cup, "What did I miss?" Gabriel told Shawn that ~I was getting sick~ and then the boys said that Shawn should take me back to the hotel and stay the night. While they would bring back everything home, and we'd be alone. You'd be pretty crazy if you turned that down, I agreed, acting tired, sad, and sick. As soon as Shawn and I got back to the hotel, we booked a honeymoon suite, running to it for what was about to come. Which was both of us, because I was going to ride Shawn until we both saw stars.

| Some Time Later |

  I cuddled into Shawn, his arms tightened around my waist, I buried my face in his chest. I loved mornings like these, just laying with him, very relaxing. He kissed my forehead, "I don't know what you are going through, but I want to tell you something that my mom told me. Always Have Hope, because Pain never lasts Forever. That has stuck with me for 8 years." I looked up at him, wonder sparkled in his eyes. "What?" He smiled down at me, "Something has damaged you so much, that when I try to put you back together... You aren't strong enough anymore. What happened Oliver?" I closed my eyes, unable to breathe, "Gr-Griffith-" I started to shake a little, scrunching my eyes as tight as I can, "He-he... I ca-can't say it." Shawn furrowed his brows, "Did he-" motioning his eyes up and down my body. I nodded, starting to hyperventilate, my eyes burning as tears started to well up. "Oh Oliver..." He pulled me to his chest, I buried my face in his shoulder, trying to not cry. Shawn took a shaky breath, "I will find him, and I will make him pay for what he has done to you." His eyes held an anger so pure, it looked like they were ablaze with fire. He ran a hand through my hair, breathing slowly, "Have you told anyone?" I shook my head, "Only you, and Olivia." I looked back up at him, tears welling up, "Why did he do it?"

~Shawn P.O.V.~

  I was at a loss for words, what was I supposed to tell him? That Griffith was the definition of Horrible/Terrible/Awful/Evil/No-Good? Say that Griffith didn't care about him and that he didn't care how anything would effect him in the end? "I don't know Baby, but he is the worst thing to ever be placed in the entire galaxy." His lip trembled, "After my father died, Griffith immediately started to try and date my mom. She didn't date him for like 4 months, and he just hung out. He was abusing us behind my Mom's back, I protected Olivia as much as I could."  I just pulled him tighter to me, aware of how strong my grip was. I didn't want to hurt him. I didn't know what else to do, so I started singing. Oliver started to calm down, he stopped shaking at least. I was put on this Earth for 3 reasons, looking good, protecting Oliver, and murdering people. I just hope that I can fulfill at least 2 of them, but I already know I look good.

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  When Oliver and I got home, Daniella gave me the biggest hug. "Oh good, you are home too!" I smiled a little, scrunching my eyebrows, "Home?" Daniella smiled, "Yes, Home, you belong here Shawn. This is your home too." My eyes totally didn't water at that, I definitely didn't start crying into her shoulder while thanking her. And Oliver didn't come and hug me from behind and whisper, "This will always be your home, no matter what." After I very manly thanked Daniella, I went searching for Wally the cat. "Hello my good sir." I picked up Wally, Oliver snuggling beside me in the couch. I hid my face in his tufts of fluffy tan fur. He purred loudly and I felt content, I felt... at home.

  I never knew where my home was, or if I'd ever find it- being with the gang felt great, don't get me wrong, they are amazing. But it never felt complete... But that was until Oliver came into my life. Cuddling with Oliver, watching kids movies, small kisses in the dark, holding hands, fucking into him hard and rough, gently making love to him, laying outside and watching the stars... That was my home, Oliver Fredrick Truman. That wonderful, gorgeous, loving, kind, amazing, breath-taking, generous, dorky boy was my home. He is my everything, the reason that I am alive. He's everything that I want to be, I aspire to be like him. Gentle, Caring, Easily-Approachable, Funny... Good. He is so good, the best human being on the planet. I have the honour to call him mine, I'm the luckiest fucker in the Universe.

  When I was with Mara, I felt like our relationship would last a good amount of time, not too short. But I knew that she wasn't the one for me. When I locked eyes with Oliver, I knew that he'd be my forever and always. It is so obvious that he is the one for me. I want to be with him for as long as I live, because I honestly would not be able to live without him. "Hey Oliver?" He perked up, "Yeah?" I smiled down at him, his hazel eyes filled with adoration. "I love you so much Truman, more than words can say, more than you'll ever understand." He held onto my hand, "And I you Dorek." And that's when I knew, that I fell for Oliver with every passing moment.