HELLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... ( Mighty Boosh joke. If you get it, I will love you forever...) Hey guys! I know I haven't been writing, like, at all in the past couple months, but I've been busy. Since school is getting out in less than a month, all summer long I will be pressuring this website with stories. My leave of absence was (nor ever will be) permanent. I can't bail on this place after all that's happened. Well, I'm writing on my dad's computer which has spell check, so if it's easier to read, that's why... Back to business. If you guys missed me, I'm sorry and I'm back now. BTW: I've missed all of you too. :D Well, story time! (If it sucks, I'm sorry. I came up with this idea in a Game Stop parking lot...)
Chapter 27
Connor POV
Two days later
I hurried out to Constance, my name being called by her throughout the dense trees. "What do you need, babe?" I asked her, finding everybody gathered around and obviously waiting for me to arrive.
"We're going to start travelling again tomorrow night. I already told everybody that we have to go out and gather supplies. Your job, Connor, is to go out and scavenge for berries and edible plants with Oliver," she instructed me, stepping up and being the group leader for a change.
Oh no. This was going to be bad. I hadn't talked to Oliver in over a week. He was probably wondering why I had been ignoring him...
We started off into the forest together, things continuing to be extremely awkward. We didn't say a word to each other and only made eye contact once or twice the whole time.I looked up at him, sick of the embarrassing situation we were both put into now.
Then, I spoke to him, "Olly, I'm sorry. I know I haven't talked to you in a while. I just feel like you hate me now because I'm with Constance, and you aren't," I apologized, looking straight into his eyes. The bright blue eyes he once had, and I had admired, now were a sad shade of grey.
Altogether, Oliver looked rough. He wasn't very cleanly shaven, and he seemed like he hadn't gotten sleep in at least three days.
"It's okay, I guess," he mumbled, shrugging off my apology. He was obviously feeling drab and almost... depressed?
"Do you hate me? It sure as hell seems like you do. If it's because I'm with Constance, I'm sorry. It's not my fault she wants me more than you," I snapped at him, pissed off now. As soon as I had said it, I immediately regretted it, seeing the anger boil up in Oliver's face.
"I was willing to give her anything! I loved her! But what did I get in return? Absolutely NOTHING! But I guess that's just how the hell it goes for me, isn't it?" he spat, hurrying ahead of me.
Wait, what was he referring to? Was it to what him and I once had? That was nothing. It was a tiny little fling that ended abruptly when I first caught a glimpse of Constance. But I thought he loved her, not me...
I sighed and sprinted to catch up with him, dropping all of my things in the process. I caught his wrist and pulled him around to face me. All of his things fell to the forest floor and he huffed, his teeth grinding hard against each other.
He glared at me with hate before yelling, "Thanks a lot, idiot! Now I have to go back in there and find more of the edible plants that aren't there!"
"No, Olly, just listen to me. Please, just hear me out," I begged him, taking his cold, rough hands in my own.
"What could be so important that you need to make me any angrier than I already am with you?" he asked through clamped teeth.
"I'm sorry for snapping at you like that. It was extremely uncalled for and I didn't mean to go there on you," I sighed apologetically, looking down. "The whole Constance situation is a big mess right now, and I'm not sure how everything is going to play out for us in the future."
"What do you mean? I thought you two were so happy with each other now. Why would things be any different in the future?" he asked me mockingly, treating me as though I was stupid.
"I'm going to make a huge mistake when it comes to my relationship with her," I admitted, thinking over what I was doing now.
"I still don't get it," Oliver pointed out, finally pulling his icy hands away from my own.
I gulped, looked up at him, and instead of taking back his hands this time, I took the sides of his face into my hands. His eyes became wide and he tried pulling back from me, knowing what was to come. "I am NOT interfering with your relationship! It's just gonna come back to bite me in the ass and everyone will hate me!" he screamed, trying to run off once more.
"No, just, listen to me!" I yelled as he bolted off. "I love you, Olly!"
He stopped dead in his tracks and slowly turned his head to look at me. "What?" his voice echoed through the mass of trees.
"You heard me! Oliver Kingston, I love you!" I yelled to him.
He stomped back to me and slapped me square in the face. "Connor Groves, you're a liar and I can't believe you would go as far as to make fun of me! I thought I was your best frie-"
I cut him off as I pressed my lips against his own, trying to get him to realize that I do in fact love him and wasn't just mocking him. When we pulled away, he had a look of utter shock and horror plastered across his face.
"And I thought you wanted me to be your boyfriend," I smirked, trying to be clever.
I was once again met with the painful sting of a cold hand slamming itself against my fragile face. "I don't believe you," he muttered, holding back tears, before storming off and leaving me by myself in the middle of the woods.
So yes. DRAMA BOMB! Since I'm back, there will be more coming soon and plenty more doses of drama and crap like that. :D Will COnnor search for Oliver? Will Oliver come to his senses? Will he tell Constance? Will Flones eat cereal? Find out next time! Bye! XX -Sam!
