I Was Never Yours - Episode 19
13-09-25 (18:42)
"I look okay right?" Olivia asked me as she smoothed
her dress and I rolled my eyes. I'd given her ten to
fifteen minutes to get dressed and she'd taken forty-
five. Right now we were rushing down the crowded
streets to get to the café and she still wasn't satisfied
with her appearance. She looked gorgeous obviously,
in a purple dress which clung to her body in all the
right places. She'd straightened her hair, making it look
thick and luscious and her signature confidence was
back. Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands
together for the old Olivia Bell.
"You look amazing Livy just stop being so nervous," I
reminded her as we walked. I was being hypocritical;
whilst telling her not to be nervous, I myself was kind
of drowning in anxiety and apprehension. I'd taken this
decision in a moment of haste and there was no
backing out now. Zach was going to kill me, that was
certain, but maybe it was time that the two worked
out their differences once and for all.
"Did you talk to him? Does he know I'm coming?" she
questioned and I considered my options. Do I lie to
both of them now or was it better to prepare her for
Zach's whiplashes? I decided to go with the latter; it
was better if she knew what she was getting into.
"Well...not exactly," I said, biting my lip and making
Olivia pull me to a stop. She stared at me with those
forest green eyes of hers, hurt and confusion flashing
in them. "What do you mean?" I bowed my head,
concentrating on the shoelaces of my Converse and
fiddled with my fingers. "I mean he's agreed to see
me, I just left out the part about you coming with me."
Before Olivia could protest, I cut her off and continued,
"You don't need to worry, Livy. Once you explain
everything to him, he won't be mad at you anymore."
She thought about my words for a minute or so, the
indecision clear on her face. I had no idea why I was
being so persistent, a part of me didn't even want
Zach and Olivia to meet but it was a very small part
and it wasn't worth my sister's unhappiness.
We began walking again in silence, just a couple of
blocks away from Pablo's. "How do you know he's
even going to listen to me? The man hates my guts,
not that I blame him," she said dryly and I wanted to
tell her that in the months that I'd come to know Zach,
I'd found out that he had a really big heart, even
though he wanted to hide it from the world. I was
sure that once Olivia got a chance to explain herself,
he would listen and eventually understand. I didn't
share this piece of information with Olivia though;
she'd want to know why I could make such claims
about her ex-fiancé, a man she thought I barely knew.
"Just take a shot, Livy. What's the worst that can
happen? He's got to listen to you," I said calmly and
looped my arm through hers. She gave me a weak
smile but I knew she was far from actually believing
me.
Five minutes later we were seated at our usual table
and Olivia was nervously drumming her fingers against
the table. She kept looking over her shoulder as if Zach
would just spring out from nowhere' and I couldn't help
but feel irritated. She really needed to calm down. My
phone buzzed and Olivia's head whipped in my
direction; it was as if she could sense that it was Zach
calling. Awkwardly I pressed the answer button and
placed the phone next to my ear, my heart starting to
race in panic. Was I about to have a conversation with
my husband in front of my sister?
"Hello?" I asked in a shaky voice as I felt Olivia's gaze
on me.
"Hey I just wanted to call and tell you that I'll be there
in five minutes, I got held up in a meeting at the last
minute," he said as the sound of a horn blared through
the phone and then I heard Zach let out a couple of
choice swear words. Despite my nervousness I giggled
and Olivia's eyebrow shot up.
"Fine, just get off the phone and drive safely!" I
stressed and hung up on him before Olivia could get
even more suspicious. She was already staring at me
like I'd just announced I was Santa Claus and I sure as
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