Tattoos and Scars [A Langson Fanfiction]

{Thirty-Two}

Senior year of college was amazing for Olivia. Not only did she get to spend her year in an apartment with her fiance, but she also got to finish her senior year strong with her best friend. Alex decided that for the sake of her son, Benjamin, that it would be best for them to move back to California, so she could be with Peter and raise their little Benny together.

"I'm officially done with all of my dumb classes and in the fall I can finally start med school," Olivia spoke breathlessly, as her fiance placed soft kisses all over her body.

"Did you forget about what is happening this summer? What is more important than med school?" Trevor asked, and Olivia smiled as Trevor rested his head against her flat stomach. Olivia ran her fingers through his hair as her smile grew larger.

"We get to get married." Olivia smiled. It had slipped her mind for only a few hours, but she was so excited to get married to the love of her life.

"Yes, we get to get married. We get to spend the rest of our lives together and I cannot wait to see you walk down the aisle on your father's arm in the dress of your dreams." Trevor smiled. He pushed himself up and pinned his fiancee's arms above her head and grinned at her.

"Are you gonna kiss me or just leave me wanting more?" Olivia sighed quietly.

"I'm gonna do more than just kiss you, Liv. Trust me."

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Due to the fact that pretty much all of their family was from New York and still lived there, Trevor and Olivia decided to have their wedding there before heading back to California so Olivia could go to med school and because Trevor had an amazing job and was designing dream houses for a living.

Two days after Olivia graduated, they arrived back in New York and really started to gather the things for their wedding.

"Okay, so we have forty-one days until I'm going to be Olivia Margaret Langan." Olivia smiled, as she sat down with her parents the night that she and Trevor got back to Manhattan.

"It's a little scary, Liv... thinking that our first baby is going to be getting married and really starting a life of her own..." Christian breathed, as he looked at his daughter.

He could still remember the day that Serena told him that she was pregnant. He could still remember the day that Olivia kicked his hand for the first time while she was still safe inside of his wife. And he'd never forget the day that Olivia was born and was so very sick from the moment she took her first shaky breath.

"Daddy, I'm going to be around. I think that Trev and I might be moving here after school. He wants to possibly start a business with his dad. He can design the houses and his dad can build them. And I'd like to be around our families once we have kids." Olivia smiled.

"Kids?" Serena asked as she examined her daughter's face.

"I'm not pregnant, Mama! We are waiting till after we get married... so maybe in the near future, we will have some news to tell you guys." Olivia smiled. She flipped open her binder and slid it to the middle of the table.

"Okay, so what's this?" Serena asked with a soft sigh. Her daughter was always so organized, and she hated it sometimes.

"The list of things we have to get done before the wedding. We have to go check in on the flower arrangments. I have two more fittings for my dress. Trevor has to get his suit fitted because the pants were too short last time... it looked like he was going to be walking through flood water." Olivia smiled.

"Do we-"

"You each have a separate list. Becky is going to be helping you, Mama. Gabriel is going to be helping you, Daddy." Olivia smiled.

"Does Lilah get stuck with anything? I feel like you need to make her a bigger part of the wedding. Get her to come out of her shell."

"She will be having a dress fitting the same day I'm getting mine done. So, Friday." Olivia smiled. She stood and took the lists out before passing them to her parents. Then she moved from the room and towards the stairs. She barely got to the top of the stairs before she saw her little sister standing there.

"Hey, Lilah. Are you okay?" Olivia asked, and Lilah nodded slowly.

"Can we talk real quick, Liv? It's important and I need to talk to you about something that I don't know how to approach with Mama and Daddy." Lilah breathed. Olivia could see the tears in her baby sister's eyes and was extremely worried.

"Lilah, why don't we go out and get coffee or ice cream. We can talk about it where we know Mama and Daddy won't be listening." Olivia smiled softly.

"Okay... yeah..." Lilah agreed.

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Olivia drove her baby sister to a coffee shop near their house. They each got the largest cup of coffee they could get and sat down on one of the picnic benches outside.

"So, what do you need to talk about?" Olivia asked gently. She and her sister still didn't have an amazing relationship, but they were closer than before. Lilah didn't hate her sister for being sick.

"I don't want to wear a dress for your wedding." Lilah breathed.

"Okay? What would you like to wear?" Olivia asked.

"Something not so girly... I wanna wear something that..."

"That you are more comfortable in? Lilah, why didn't you tell me sooner? I'm more than willing to let you wear what you want." Olivia smiled.

"I also need a plus one," Lilah whispered.

"Oh? Do you have a very special friend that is going to come?" Olivia teased. Lilah took a slow deep breath before nodding slowly.

"I do... uh, her name is Josie."

"Josie..." Olivia trailed off shortly as she absorbed what her baby sister said.

"Yeah, Josie." Lilah breathed. Olivia smiled before nodding.

"I cannot wait to meet her, Lilah. I bet she's amazing."