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Ch. 22 - Heartbreak

A/N: Don't hate me for this. Also, I don't feel like we see enough of Olivia, so here she is.

Olivia POV

Mal and I had a rough start with our friendship and now relationship. Of course I wasn't mad when she asked what my dad did to me, everyone was curious, but I'm starting to see that she says and does a lot of things without thinking.

We have only officially been dating for about 3 days. Up until then we had a decent friendship. However, now things aren't as fun. She is getting stressed about soccer and taking it out on me.

She isn't hitting me or anything like that, she's too sweet to do that. But she is yelling at me when she gets frustrated and it's scary to me. I try to leave the room and I go hang out with Morgan to get away from her when she's like that.

I had left earlier this morning because she was upset about something again this morning, I don't even know what she's yelling about half the time.

I make my way to Morgan's room which she is also rooming with Heather. Luckily Heather has been gone every time I go to Morgan's room, so I don't have to explain it to her as well. Heather is good friends with Mama so she would definitely being telling her.

I knock on the door and speaking of Heather, that's who answers the door.

"Liv? Whatcha doing here?" Heather asked me.

I twiddled with my thumbs since I was not prepared to talk to her about this, "Uh, is Moe around?"

She gave me a confused look before nodding and opening the door wider for me. I saw Morgan on her bed and immediately made my way over to her. Morgan looked up at me and gave me a sad look.

"Again?" Moe asked and I just silently nodded before laying in bed with her and falling into her embrace.

I couldn't help but cry. "Why does it have to be like this Moe? What's wrong with me?"

She hugged me closer before saying, "Livie, there's nothing wrong with you. It's her fault just like it was your dad's fault. We get that she's stressed out right now between college and soccer, but that doesn't give her the right to take it out on you."

I nod but continue to sniffle into Morgan's arms. She was one of four people who were allowed to call me Livie, and my current girlfriend wasn't even on that list. Heather, who had been quiet this whole time spoke up.

"What do you mean take it out on you, and who exactly are you talking about?"

I slam my eyes shut, I do not need her knowing. I turned slightly to her before telling her, "It's fine Heather. Don't worry about it."

She got out of her bed and into Morgan's with us. "You're Kelley and Hope's kid, if there is someone hurting you I need to know about it. They need to know about it. You know how close me and Kelley are, there's no way I can't tell them."

That made me shoot up out of Morgan's arms, "No! You cannot tell my mothers! Please."

She furrowed her brows, "And why not? If someone is hurting you then you need help. Why can't I help you?"

"Morgan has been doing just fine in helping me. And I'm not being physically hurt." I quickly answered her.

"Has been? How long has this been going on? Also, just because someone isn't physically hurting you doesn't mean they aren't hurting you. For god sakes Olivia, you are in here crying because of something this person has done and apparently this isn't the first time."

"I can't tell you Auntie." I felt defeated. It was the first time I had called Heather 'auntie' and I crawled over to her and cried into her arms. "I can't tell you." I repeated to her.