Hey, I am reposting some of the earlier chapters of this fanfiction, because I feel that my writing has improved greatly, and I want to make the first few chapters as well written as the later ones. Sorry this isn't an update. -ScruffyPalace
As soon as she walked out she was filled with the feeling of confidence. Sadly, as she walked over to Diggle's apartment she felt less and less so. Maybe she should have stayed. Maybe she should have tried to talk it out. Maybe she should have just done something, but no, she just walked out. Gosh, she was so confused, but she was also mad at Oliver for lying to her.
When she arrived at Dig's house she hesitated whether she should or shouldn't knock on the door. Maybe Sara is sleeping, or they were out somewhere together as a family. Gosh she's always wanted that, a family. With a husband, and a few kids, and a white fence, the whole nine yards. She was pulled out of her thoughts when Diggle opened the door.
"Felicity hi how are y-FELICITY you're standing h-how" he asked excitedly.
"Um I guess the chip took a little while to work and I-oh" she exclaimed as she was engulfed in a giant hug.
"LILA LOOK," he yelled.
"Shhh I just put Sara down, oh hi Felicity" she said quietly while walking into the room.
"Lyla" Diggle exclaimed, pointing to Felicity.
"What?" he asked confused. She then looked at Felicity, and her eyes widened at the sight. "Oh my gosh."
"Congratulations! Oh, you and Oliver must be so happy," Diggle exclaimed, but when he saw the look on Felicity's face after mentioning Oliver, he frowned. "Felicity, what's wrong" he asked her as gestured for her to follow him to the kitchen table. Once they were sitting, Lyla went into the kitchen, and brought back three mugs filled with coffee. They sat in silence for a few moments, before Diggle asked, "What happened?" Lyla slapped him at his bluntness.
"Um well...Oliver and I, we had a fight and I…I left him" she said, tears threatening to spill again.
"What?" John asked.
"Well, he has been lying to me for months and it just brought up all these old memories about how he always thinks he's protecting me, by keeping me in the dark, and I know that William's mother wouldn't let him tell me, but I guess I don't want to be with him knowing he couldn't tell me when something as big as having a child. Did he really think I would tell anyone?" she asked, and both Lyla and Diggle could hear the hurt in her voice.
"Okay, okay I get it and I do think he should have told you," John said while trying to calm her down. " What does this mean about the engagement, though?" he asked hoping that the answer wasn't what he thought it might be.
"I gave him the ring back" she said, clearly upset, but still believing it was the right decision.
Diggle sighed and rubbed his hand over his face, "Alright, do you want to stay here?" he asked gently.
"Well, I mean if I could. I don't want to impose or anything i-"Lyla cut her off.
"You're not imposing, we have a spare room, so stay as long as you like".
"Really?" she asked hopefully.
"Definitely" said Diggle, and was then engulfed in a hug from Felicity.
