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Chapter Ten Goodbye my Lover

I didn't know where to go. I didn't want to go home because Savannah would be there and if I tell her what happened then I know she would automatically go to Neal's and possibly she would hurt him. Not that it doesn't sound pretty good right now.

And I can't go see Elizabeth. She lives with my brother so if I see her then I would have to see the man who sent Neal to prison twice already. And I knew for sure, without a doubt that if I showed up crying on his doorsteps because to Neal, Peter will send Neal to jail. And I can't see June since she lives downstairs with Neal.

So I just wondered around the city with tears staining my face. I walked for about ten more minutes when I ended up at the karaoke bar Neal and I went to a little after we first met. Maybe a drink will cheer me up. So I walked in Pulse Karaoke and went to the bathroom to freshen up before taking a seat at the bar.

The bartender asked for my drink order. "A wine. Wait, never mind. I'll have a vodka shot and keep them coming please," I said, trying to concentrate on the game I was playing on my phone. But I just couldn't concentrate on anything besides Neal.

I ran my fingers through my hair. Neal said her name. Why wouldn't he say her name? He's in love with her and has been for about 5 years now. He escaped prison just to find her. I drowned three shots. The vodka burned down my throat.

"Do you mind if I join you?" I turned to find a very handsome, tall man occupying the seat next to mine. His shaggy, brown hair reminded me of Neal so I drowned another shot. "Whoa, you girl sure know how to drink!" His deep brown eyes widen in slight shock.

"Yeah, well, if you had the day I had then you'd be drinking too," I gave him a fake smile.

"Well then I'll join you so we can both drown our sorrows." The tall, handsome man orders more shots.

I raised an eyebrow as I drank another shot. "What caused you to want to 'drown your sorrow'?" I questioned.

He gave me a sad smile before taking a shot. "My mother died."

"Oh, shit!" I gave him my full attention. "I was drinking because of a man, which isn't so bad compared to you. You're mother died. How?"

He squeezed my shoulder. "Nah, it isn't so bad. She had cancer so I knew she was going to die soon. Why are you drinking?"

I sighed, again running my fingers through my brown locks. "I had feelings… very strong feelings for a man I work with." I fiddled nervously with my fingers. "He's in love with someone else who left him, but he's still searching for her." I drank another shot. "He kissed me today. You would think that it's a good thing. He kissed me. But no, it's not a good thing. He was thinking of her the whole time we were kissing. He said her name for God's sake!"

"Well, let's get you drunk so you can have some fun," the stranger gave me a sexy smile as we kept drinking.

I awoke to the smell of coffee and to the sound of the shower running. I got up, my head aching in pain. I reached out to my side. I was trying to reach for my phone that I always leave on the table before going to sleep, but all I felt was air. My eyes snapped to my side, expecting to find my table but all I found was two small bean bag chairs. I quickly searched around the room.

This wasn't my room. I checked under my blankets. I still have my clothes on; that's a really good sign. I got off the bed, searching for the person that brought me here. I found him standing in his kitchen as he poured two mugs with coffee. He smiled brightly when he saw me. I gave him an awkward wave.

"Good morning, my sweet Olivia," the stranger said as he gave me a mug filled with coffee.

"Um, good morning. How do you know my name?" I took a seat at the counter.

"Well, you told me last night." He passed me a plate with eggs and toast. "You were quite the party animal." He winked at me.

My cheeks turned bright red while I quickly looked away. I rubbed the back of my neck. "Yeah, sorry about that. I was very drunk." I began to eat until I realized something. "I don't know your name."

"I'm Josh DeMatteo. Nice to meet you Olivia Burke." He flashed a smile.

I chuckled. "Nice to meet you Josh DeMatteo."

Josh then did something that I wasn't expecting at all. He pressed his lips on mine for a short, but sweet kiss. "Olivia, in the short time that I've known you I've truly treasured you. Would you do me the great honor of being my lady?"

I was going to say yes when Neal appeared in my mind. Neal has Kate, so why can't I have somebody for myself. I deserve happiness too. "Yes, Josh. I will be your lady." I pecked his lips.

I arrived to work late thanks to my late night out. I came into Peter's office, interrupting a conversation between El, Peter, and Neal. El instantly turned to me.

"Isn't it possible that even though there is evidence stacked up against you, you can still be innocent?" I nodded. "You see. Even Libby thinks so."

"Libby cannot agree with you since she entered the conversation late and does not know what is going on," Peter snarled at me. "El, tell him to turn himself in."

"I did. I told him to turn himself to you."

"Hey where were you last night?" Peter asked.

"Hmm, I was at home," I answered. I looked out the window. The scenery slowly changed due to the heavy traffic. We are on our way to meet Patrick Aimes at a construction site. The husband of El's friend was arrested by Peter earlier today. He told us that he thought it was Aimes who framed him.

"No you weren't," He started. "Savannah called. She said that you weren't there. She called Neal and he said he didn't know where you went."

"Of course he didn't," I hissed through my teeth. "Can we not talk about this anymore please?" I rubbed my temples with my fingers. After ten minutes of uncomfortable silence I spoke again. "When we arrive can I stay in the car please? Peter, I'm not feeling so great."

He took a deep breath and gave me a quick stern look. "Fine. Stay in the car, but we will have a talk soon." I gulped, nodding.

I was sitting at an outside table of a restaurant as I waited for Peter and the idiot to show up. We were supposed to all have a nice time together as we discuss our case. Like that's going to happen. I've been waiting for a while so I began to work on another page of my Sudoku book. I enjoy playing Sudoku on my free time; it's my favorite puzzle game.

"Olivia, you look lovely today." That was Neal's voice. Oh God, he's here. I bit my bottom lip as I considered my next step.

I turned up to see the idiot wearing his charming smile, as if he caused me no harm. "Hmm, thanks." I turned back to my Sudoku book.

He cleared his throat. "What I mean is that you look lovely every day."

I closed my book and raised my eyebrows at him, giving him my full attention. "What do you want?" I lowly hissed.

He took the seat across from me, ordering a drink. "I just wanted to talk…about what happened the other night."

"There's nothing to talk about," I firmly stated.

"Why do you say that?" Neal inquired with that dam charming smile.

"I was attacked. You were my hero. There's a syndrome for that." I began to play with my fingers. "I should thank you anyways. Because of the syndrome I was sad, so I went to a bar last night and I met a guy."

His charming smile vanished. He gave me a serious look as his hands that were on the table curled into fists. "You didn't sleep with him right?" I could clearly hear some pain and anger in his voice. But it couldn't mean anything. Even if it did, I couldn't just break up with Josh already. He has Kate. I now have Josh. Everything is balanced.

"No. No we didn't. Well at least not yet." I gave Neal an innocent smile. Josh would look very hot without a shirt. I saw his abs this morning and they were great! I smile grew bigger when I realized that Neal was jealous. Now he knows how I feel. "We are having dinner together tonight. We're going to this nice restaurant that just opened yesterday. And after that we're going to take a walk at the park. I can't wait to kiss him again. He was such a good kisser. The best kiss I ever had." I saw Neal roll his eyes. I bit my lip, grinning. I was finally getting to him. "Oh, did I tell you that he asked me to be his girlfriend this morning and of course I said yes!"

"Olivia! He just wants to use you!" He snarled. "He doesn't like you; he just wants to get in your pants!"

"I don't care. I don't care what you think." Tears threaten to spill. "You don't know him. You don't even know his name and you're judging him. How would you feel if I treated you coldly just I knew you were in jail? You know what? I'm starting to wish that's what happened. Because if it did then I probably would have never had any feelings for you! I probably wouldn't have been feeling all this pain because of you!" I cleared my throat, tears already marking my face. "Just leave me alone, Neal!"

As quick as lighting I stood up and ran away to my car. I opened the door and climbed into my seat. I threw my purse onto passenger seat and the tears just exploded. I couldn't stop crying. My whole life I felt like something was missing and meeting Neal, it felt like my life was complete. He was my missing puzzle piece.

After my crying fit I turned the car on. The radio turned on and began to play a song. I laughed weakly at the choice of song: Goodbye my lover by Jason Blunt.

I am here for you if you'd only care.

You touched my heart you touched my soul.

You changed my life and all my goals.

And love is blind and that I knew when,

My heart was blinded by you.

I've kissed your lips and held your head.

Shared your dreams and shared your bed.

I know you well, I know your smell.

I've been addicted to you.

Goodbye my lover.

Goodbye my friend.

You have been the one.

You have been the one for me.