Victoria Montgomery, who was a woman of many secrets, had known Oliver Black since she was 20, so what happens when she finds out he knows her deepest darkest one?
Blake De Luca, a man who has been hurt more than anyone could count. He doesn't trus...
I froze when I saw the two. What was I meant to do, go skipping my merry way over to talk to them? Oh hell no. I am too socially awkward to do any of that. Yes, of course, we have exchanged a few words in the past but that was in school, this is outside situations change times become uncomfortable and the next thing you know, you are stuttering your whole sentence to two of the hottest guys in school. I would like to avoid that, thank you very much.
"What on earth are you waiting for, I hope you are planning on going home because if not I can happily leave you here" Oliver snapped. I wonder what went up into his ass and died. But was I that slow, like honestly, maybe I should ask him to annoy him more, it's kind of funny getting him riled up at times, it's somehow amusing?
"Was I tha-"
"It's Victoria, right? Do you guys mind if we sit with you, the place is kind of pact and we are really hungry? Is this kind of weird, at least we know you... right?" Wesley said. I swear I could have fainted at that moment; I need to plan out what to say otherwise this is going to go very wrong very quickly.
No. All I need to say is 'no, we were kind of leaving so now is not a good time at the moment but you can have the table'. Okay, that sounds easy, simple, and very straightforward.
"Victoria, are you okay? If it's a bad time we could go."
"You can stay" What just came out of my mouth. This was not the plan at all.
He let out a sigh of relief, I, however, sent an apologetic look to Oliver who had an expression that he could kill me any second from now. I am screwed.
To my right, I notice Blake, he had his daily emotionless expression on, and it was expected. He would have a smirk whenever he was trying to get with a girl, a sinister look narrowing the eyes when someone was irritating him, and a stone-cold expression that was unreadable every other time. He never showed a smile, a real smile. It was all a show to cover up whatever was hurting him.
I know it, I've lived through it. It's the perfect way to make sure no one can hurt you because the emotions that you're showing are all just an act. It's funny, even if you are or never were any good at drama, it never really matters when you get hurt some way or another. It may be physically or mentally but you learn to adapt and build up a wall shielding yourself from becoming vulnerable and giving people an opportunity to take advantage of that vulnerability. I think that's why I stuck with Oliver throughout all these years because he's safe. Because he would never ask. It may be down to the fact that he doesn't care but he keeps out of my feelings and I've grown used to that.
"We were just leaving, so you both can have the whole table" Oliver spoke politely.
"Are you sure?"
"We are in no rush, I suppose we could stay for a while" we can, can we? I would like to just walk off of a cliff to save me from this embarrassment, please?
"Perfect, let us sit down" a deep but soothing voice spoke, this was the first time he spoke up.
This dinner is about to get interesting.
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It's now 8:45 and I was just picking at my chicken, I looked to my left and saw Wes stuffing his mouth with steak. At least one of us was enjoying our meal. I sighed and tried to start some small talk. Que the eye roll.
"so how are you guys today?" I asked Wes
"we're good, just in the area and were very hungry. This was the only restaurant close by and this one was too hangry to drive anywhere else," he said with his mouth open and pointing his knife towards Blake signalling that he was talking about him. Quite the gentlemanreally, and not like he could be talking about anyone else; they did walk-in together after all.
I wasn't quite sure how to react to the new additions to this date it was like a new breath of fresh air as one would like to call it but weird, like extremely weird. Who on Earth would have thought that this date of mine would somehow turn into a dinner with two Greek Gods. Not me that's who.
After we had finished our dinner in complete and utter silence it was time for us to leave. " Oh would you look at the time, I think we should leave it here if we would like to have a chance to make it back before the storm hits hard". Blake spoke up.
I looked at the window near towards the back of the restaurant, it was raining a lot. It wasn't that bad but you could tell that a storm was brewing in the clouds.
If only I had found a way to protect my past from affecting my present ...
If only I had known that no matter how hard you try to run from your past, you can never escape.
People say that it's a memory that you can use to reflect on the good and learn from the bad but what if there's no good?
What if some people were never destined for good...?
