feels like I haven't updated this in years!
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lyrics: i will wait - mumford and sons
Know what we've seen
And him with less
Now in some way shake the excess
'Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
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"Bri, give this to Olivia would you?"
Kerry almost threw the baby bottle she had made earlier in his face as she rushed around after fourteen screaming five year olds who were currently terrorising her home.
"Eh, Ker…I'm pretty sure my girlfriend doesn't need your breast milk…" He stood dumbfounded in the kitchen, watching the children run to and from the house and the back yard which had been decorated with banners and balloons in all shades of blue and green for his nephews fifth birthday.
"She's offered to feed Amelia for me, you idiot." Kerry rolled her eyes and threw a pink burping cloth at him with one hand and handed a plastic cup of juice to her younger daughter while trying to get her son to stop climbing on the counter for a cupcake.
"Oscar! Get off of there, go outside with your friends, you can have one of those later." She glared at him, ruffling his dark hair as he bolted past her.
"Mia needs a feed round about now and she started getting fussy, I've got so much to do here and Liv was a darling and said she'd do it for me. She should be in the nursery." Kerry pointed up the stairs "Second door on the left."
Brian wandered aimlessly upstairs in search of his girlfriend and baby niece, the amount of screaming and shouting and hilarity coming from the over-active children downstairs was enough to send him into a psychiatric ward. It was a wonder how his younger sister managed it.
He stopped at the door as he heard the faint whimpers coming from the baby; he pushed the door slightly and watched as Olivia tried to calm the baby.
"Shh, it's okay pretty girl." She said quietly, walking back and forth along the wooden floor carefully bouncing the infant in her arms.
"I know…" She mumbled as the baby kept whimpering "It's okay, you'll get a bottle in a minute." She carefully shifted the baby to her shoulder and walked towards the window.
"That'll be you soon Mia, running around, playing with your friends, driving your parent's crazy." The baby turned her head, her bright eyes wide as she tried to focus on the bright colours in the yard below; she soon opened her mouth and wailed in frustration.
"Hey cutie, none of that now" Olivia shifted the baby again.
"Hey." Brian stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.
"Oh look, its uncle Brian and he's brought you something." She cooed to baby Amelia who was currently suckling on Olivia's pinkie finger.
"You're a natural." Brian smiled as he watched Olivia calm the baby and offer her the bottle. She began suckling fast. "Someone's hungry." He joked, running his finger along the baby's cheek.
"She's so cute." Olivia grinned at him as the baby lifted her hand to grip Olivia's fingers that were currently holding the bottle.
"How's it going down there?" She asked, laughing as Brian collapsed onto the white rocking chair next to the crib.
"Manic." He groaned, throwing his arm over his eyes before sitting up, resting his arms on his legs. "Seriously, there's like a thousand kids down there."
Olivia laughed and carefully walked back to the window, watching all the children gather on the grass, waiting impatiently on the arrival of the clown Kerry had hired for the entertainment.
"You know I'm glad I offered to come up here now." Olivia started, she gazed back at Brian who was watching her intently "I hate clowns."
"They are creepy as fuck." He laughed
"Hey! Watch your language!" She scolded, motioning towards the baby who was currently falling asleep in her arms.
"She's like three months Liv, she can't understand us yet." He laughed, walking towards her.
"Still…" Olivia gazed down at the baby, carefully lifting the now almost empty bottle from her mouth. "If her first word is fuck we'll know exactly who it came from." She joked.
She gently strolled back and forth around the room rocking the baby in her arms. Brian watched in awe at the interaction between them, she was a natural. He watched her face light up when Amelia sighed and stretched her tiny arms up to Olivia, letting out a yawn before burrowing herself back into his girlfriend's embrace.
"I want one." Olivia muttered to herself, whipping her body round when Brian replied.
"Me too" He smiled at her "We could always just take her…" He pointed to Amelia with a cheeky grin "Kerry's run off her feet, she'd never know." He joked
"Yeah, sounds like a plan." Olivia chuckled "You go distract her some more and I'll take the baby out front and get in the car."
The pair bantered back and forth in the pink nursery, their conversation occasionally interrupted by the holler of screaming children in the yard below.
Brian laughed and pointed out the window "You really want all of that?" He watched as some of the kids begin hitting each other with balloons, while others were pushing each other off the giant trampoline in the far corner of the yard.
"More than anything"
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"So, you're Olivia?"
Olivia turned her head and replied "Yes I am. You're Darren right?"
"Right," He nodded and held out his hand to shake hers. She cautiously shook his hand, pulling back when he tried to grip it tighter. She turned to glance at everyone outside as he started to make small talk with her.
"So you and Brian…" She could hear him trying not to scoff under his breath. "How long's that been going on?"
"A year this Christmas" She replied, her eyes trying to find Brian in the crowd of adults and children outside.
"Going well?" He asked, reaching for a bottle of liquor from the top shelf above the fridge.
She widened her eyes slightly as he reached from a glass tumbler "Very." She replied confidently as she watched him pour a healthy amount of vodka into the small glass "Really? At a kids party?"
"It ain't my kid." He scoffed, throwing back the glass and swallowing without a wince.
"Want some?" He tipped the bottle in her direction.
Her heart started pounding in her chest, she felt it battering against her ribs and her hands clenched the edge of the sink, her knuckles turning white. She took a few deep breathes, hoping Darren wasn't paying attention to the fact she was about to have a panic attack in the middle of her boyfriend's sister's kitchen.
"No." She told him firmly, trying not to think of Lewis and the car, the handcuffs gripping her wrists, his cigarette stained breath, hot on her face as he smugly told her all the ways he was about to violate her.
"You're sure?" He asked, sliding the bottle and an empty glass towards her.
"Liv?"
Olivia whipped her head around to find Brian standing just inside the glass doors, the breath she was holding flooded from her lungs as he walked towards her, his hand coming to rest on the small of her back.
"You okay?" She just nodded and turned back towards Darren who was watching the pair intently.
"Your girl doesn't like vodka Bri, what's that about?" He leaned against the kitchen counter, glass in hand, his arms folded over his chest.
"Leave it alone, Darren."
Brian grabbed the bottle from the counter and put it back in the cupboard, he watched as Olivia stood resigned in the middle of the kitchen, her hands still gripping the edge of the sink, the muscles in her arms tensed.
"Liv?"
"I'm fine." She stated before walking quickly outside to join the rest of the family.
"What's her problem?" Darren threw the question at Brian while downing the rest of the vodka that sat in the glass.
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"Liv..."
"I'm fine."
"Babe..."
Brian hesitantly stepped into the bedroom where his girlfriend stood, folding some of her clothes and forcing them into her bag. "You wanna go back home?" He asked as he sat carefully on the edge of the bed.
"No." She didn't even pay him any attention; she just kept pacing from the chest of drawers to the bed placing on item after another into the bag. "I just thought I'd get a head start you know, save us wasting time doing it tomorrow before we leave."
"Hey..." He reached over for her hand only to have her slap him away.
"Don't!" She jumped back and stood straight, her body tense and her eyes wide. She was breathing heavily; her face glistened with a fine sheen of perspiration.
"Sorry...I'm sorry" Olivia cupped her hands up over her mouth and tried not to cry.
"It's okay, babe. It's fine." Brian stood up and made his way in front of her "Just take a deep breath." He went to wrap his arms around her but stopped when she jumped back.
"Don't touch me…" She whispered
"Liv, it's just me"
"Don't…"
Brian watched her back away from him; he knew she was having trouble with the flashbacks again; they would appear every so often, usually brought on by a harsh reminder like the vodka. He just nodded and backed his way out of the room, leaving her to deal with her emotions on her own. Times like these frustrated him to no end, she wouldn't open up, she wouldn't let him help and she just insisted she could do things on her own. He felt beyond helpless.
He stood outside the bedroom door for a few moments, his heart cracking in his chest when he heard her sobs on the other side.
Olivia sat on the floor, her head in her hands. She grew more and more irritated the more upset she got. She had been doing so well over the last few weeks but it was the little things that got to her, her mind would just warp back to the attack, even just for a few seconds and that would be her, ruined. She would just freeze up, her personality would change, like doctor Jekyll and Mr Hyde and it was always Brian who seemed to take the hit. She felt the panic rise in her again, what if this was the final straw, what if this was the time he admitted to having had enough and left her? Every time her walls would break, the only thought that entered her mind was 'Is he going to leave me?'
She stood up, walking over to the mirror, she ran her hands over her face, wiping away the tears and made her way to the door, she opened it carefully, finding Brian sitting on the floor just to the side of the door.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
"Don't be." He stood and wiped his jeans "Come here…"
She stepped forward into his open arms, constantly whispering her apologies against his shoulder. He ran his hand through her hair, keeping her pressed against his body; he kissed the side of her head and whispered in her ear.
"It's okay, babe."
"No, it's not" She muttered "I can't keep doing this to you"
"Yes, you can. I'm not going anywhere."
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"Next time I see you guys I want an engagement ring on her finger."
Brian shook his head at his older sister's remark. He and Olivia hadn't really talked about marriage, he knew that when the moment was right, he would ask but right now she had enough on her mind. He turned to see her sitting on the floor by the door, her arms around his young niece who was clinging to her, her infant arms wrapped around Olivia's neck.
"I don't want you to go." Summer mumbled into Olivia's neck.
Olivia felt tears brim in her eyes, she had only spent three days with them all and already felt like a part of the family "It's okay. We can come and see you guys again soon." She replied softly, running her fingers through the young girl's blonde curls.
"Promise?" She asked, her lip pouted
"Yes, I promise." Olivia smiled at the three year old "Besides, who else am I gonna paint pictures with?"
Summer grinned and nodded, hesitantly pulled back from Olivia, she clung to her side when Olivia got back to her feet, quickly dusting of her jeans before placing her hand on top of the young girl's head.
With their hugs and kisses and farewells of safe journeys made, the couple left the cosy suburban home and clambered into the car. They both grinned and waved out the window at the family as they drove off in the direction of the city.
"They adore you" Brian told her
"I adore them too" She smiled and rolled her head to face him "You have an amazing family"
They approached the traffic lights, currently at red. As the car came to a stop, Olivia leaned over the console and turned Brian's face to hers, pressing her lips firmly against his.
"I love you."
"Love you more" He smiled as she sat back in her seat.
"Not possible"
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