Olive's P.O.V. Cat and I finished making breakfast, and brought it out to the dining room. I felt the awkward tension between Lucas and Ian as I entered. I was hoping they'd hit it off, but it seems to be taking longer for them to get along than I would like. Lucas met my eyes with a smile, causing my heart to flutter. He pulled a chair out for me and I sat happily. Lucas waited until I made my plate before making his own. He was being more than courteous. Breakfast was awkward at first, but once Donald entered it became a big social event. He helped make Lucas feel welcome and ease the tension around us. I was thankful he was here. We all sat around taking and laughing with empty plates in front of us for a while. I felt so extremely lucky at the moment until the bacon grease hit me and I had to bolt for the bathroom. I felt Lucas and Ian chasing after me in concern. There goes my delicious breakfast. I felt Lucas hold my hair and rub my back again. I hated that he was seeing all
Olive's P.O.V. "I see why you guys hung out so much here." Lucas said as he looked out towards the coast at my and Ian's favorite spot. I would still come here even after Ian moved, but it only made me feel lonlier. I hadn't been here myself since sophomore summer. A cold breeze carried the salty ocean air to my nose, making me take a deep breath. I missed that smell. The only thing I smell in New York is the stench of garbage mixed with the urine in the alleyway. There's no fresh air in New York, just the millions of smells intermingled into one stench. "It's beautiful," he said, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and resting his chin on my shoulder. I loved the tickle of his breath on my neck as we watched the waves crash in. "I'm glad you could see it. Thank you for coming home early," I told him, placing my hands over his. "I'll come running any time you need me, Rose." I nodded, not able to say anything more. I focused on this moment, on the feel of him holding m
Olive's P.O.V. That second where we all froze in shock felt like it lasted an eternity only to play again at double the speed. Dad swiveled back around, his fist drawn back and ready to hit Lucas in the throat. I pulled on Lucas' shirt, forcing him back so that dad's punch missed. Due to the lack of contact, Dad had to take a step forward so as not to fall. He had put a lot of power behind that punch. I dragged Lucas further back away from Dad. I'd like for my child's father to not be killed by my own. Dad looked at me with narrowed eyes and for a moment I think he contemplated hitting me too. Daisy gasped, thrown off by the whole debacle playing before her. "I'm calling the police," she said, rushing to dad's side and looking at us like we were in the wrong. Oh Daisy, if you only knew. I could tell that this whole thing only made her believe me less. I signed realizing that what I had set out to accomplish would not be happening. I looked at her and her little baby bump, worried
Olive's P.O.V. **Song Suggestion: Turning Page by Sleeping At Last** "Merry Christmas, Rose." Lucas woke me up with a small present. He sat at the edge of the bed with an excited smile. "Open it." I rubbed my eyes, sitting up and grabbing the box. It was small, but had a beautiful red ribbon with printed roses on it. I untied the ribbon, slowly opening the box to reveal another smaller, black, velvet box. I furrowed my brow as I opened it. Inside was a beautiful rose ring with a large center stone in the center of the rose. The rings band had delicate and dainty leaf and twig style motifs. It was stunningly beautiful, but it looked like an engagement ring. I went to look at him to ask if he realized what he had gotten, but when I looked up I found him on one knee beside the bed. My eyes widened and my heart began to race. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but God was I ready for him to ask. "Olive Brewer, you are the light of my life. The sun that I revolve around. You are eve
Olive's P.O.V. Hailey came next, but we all banned her from the kitchen after she somehow burned butter. She was designated to work on decorations and music. Ian showed up after, surprised by the two large men in my kitchen. I forgot that Ian has no idea I fight. "So happy you could make it. Come meet my important people." I greeted him, pulling him by the wrist towards the kitchen. "Meet Davis and Carter. They run an underground fighting ring that I participate in at times." "She's phenomenal," Lucas said, wrapping his arm around my lower back, pulling me to his side so he could kiss my temple. "She had the title of champion for a year before she met some asshole boyfriend, named Julius." Carter made a face as if to say Julius was the nastiest thing ever. I laughed at his expression. "Well, shit, Red. I left you and you became strong. Was I holding you back?" Ian asked, looking at me differently. Impressed, maybe? "No, you were saving me, and bringing light into my life at the d
Olive’s P.O.V.“Are you okay, my Rose?” Lucas asked as we finished cleaning up the place. Everyone was long gone now, but the evening was spectacular.“Yeah, I’m fine, just thinking,” I answered, grabbing a cup off the coffee table that had only been half drunk. The marshmallows had disappeared in the heat of the coco, leaving this sort of froth at the top.“What about?” He asked, taking the cup from my hands and washing it.“I think I need to read Ian’s letters,” I admitted, biting at my cheek. “I need to know what he said.”Lucas went silent, which only made me nervous. He turned the sink off, facing me. He dried his hands as he held my gaze. When he approached me, his eyes softened, feeling sympathy for me. He pulled me into a tight hug, kissing my forehead.“I’ll go see my mom for a little while. I am sure she’s still awake. Text me when you’re done,” he said, letting me go.“You don’t have to leave.”He shook his head no at me before speaking.“You should read them alone, Rose. I
Lucas' P.O.V. Christmas was more than I could have asked for. She had said yes, and despite Dad's threats, I've been on cloud nine ever since. I need to get back to work before Dad discovers I'm trying to marry Rose. I get the feeling he'd try to stop it by any and all means necessary. He doesn't need to know until it's done and over with. I won't put Rose, or my bud, through any unnecessary stress. "Good morning, my future wife." I kissed her forehead as I woke her. She says she's not a sleepyhead, but she most definitely is. "Today's the day." Sleep evaded me last night, even with Rose in my arms. I was too excited for today. It's our first doctor's appointment for our bud. We'll get to see our growing baby on an ultrasound today, and be sure of Rose's due date. I've been giddy all night. "Today's the day." She smiled as her eyes opened. That had been the fastest she'd ever woken up, aside from the time she had to bolt to the bathroom to throw up. She is excited too. I can only
Olive's P.O.V. The morning sickness has been easing as time passes. I wake every morning and stare at the now outdated ultrasound pictures. Today we are going to a ultrasound place that does gender reveals. We'll get to see our little bean again. I wonder what it'll be? Boy or girl. "I can't wait to see my little bud again." Lucas smiled at me. I nodded, leaning against him, feeling the same excitement. "What do you think, boy or girl?" I asked him. "Girl. She'll be my little Rose bud." He nodded looking only at the ultrasound picture held onto the fridge by an old floral magnet. "I say Boy. He'd be my little knight," I countered with a smile. We walked hand in hand towards the shop that does the gender reveal. The place felt like an overly decorated doctor's office with pink and gold frills. They seemed to want to freeze their clients stiff as I froze my ass off waiting to be called. Lucas held me close, providing me with some warmth. About 15 minutes later we were called to f