Chapter Thirty-Eight
The Mac and Olivia Story
After dropping Ruthie off at her house, Olivia headed home. Sighing she unlocked the front door and let herself in, it was Willington's night off. He was popularly playing cards with Mrs. Hart the widow who lived down the road. Letting out another sigh she felt lonelier than she had in her entire life. Setting down her purse she noticed the oddest arrangement of flowers setting on the side table. They hadn't been their earlier. Picking up the card that was attached she read it aloud to herself,
"Olivia,
Look behind you.
-Mac"
"Do you like them?" A voice she knew very well asked coming towards her.
"Mac?" Olivia asked switching on the light, to find him standing before her.
"I'm here to apologize…" Mac began.
"No, no I should apologize," Olivia said cutting him off, "I never should have told you about Ruthie. It wasn't fair to you or to her. I shouldn't have expected you not to tell Martin. He is after all your best friend."
"Yeah but you were my girlfriend." Mac replied walking closer to her.
"Girlfriend?" Olivia questioned as her face broke out into a smile, "You considered me your girlfriend?"
"What else would I have considered you? My boyfriend?" Mac said with a laugh.
"I don't know but, girlfriend…I kinda like the sound of that."
"And I hope you'll give me another chance." Mac said taking her hands in his, "to let me be your boyfriend."
"Hmmm…I'll have to think about that."
"So your plan is to torture me until then?"
"No."
"Then you'll take me back." Mac begged.
"Hmmm…." Olivia said grabbing him by his shirt collar and pulling him down to her face. She kissed him forcefully on the mouth, "Does that answer your question?"
"Yes, now kiss me again."
"You don't have to ask me twice." Olivia said pulling him back into her arms and kissing him liked she wanted to for weeks.
Ruthie was forcing herself to feel nothing. She was forcing herself to feel numb because right now in this moment she couldn't handle any of her emotions. And she finally knew what she had to do. What she had to do for not only herself but for her baby. She couldn't keep letting herself get pulled in by Martin. She couldn't let him continue to run her life and the decisions she made. She had to stop putting him first, when obviously he didn't love her or the baby. And while she loved him more than anything and she knew that her life was always going to be missing something, she had move on without him for her baby's sake. Staying here and getting hurt over and over again was solving absolutely nothing, actually it was causing more problems and soon an infant would be in the mix.
Turning over from where she laid on her bed, Ruthie reached over and picked up the phone. She began to dial the numbers that would finalize her decision.
"Hello," Ruthie said when her grandmother, Ruth answered, "I've made up my mind."
"Stop….stop….before we can't stop." Olivia said reluctantly pushing Mac off of her.
"Do we have to?"
"You know we do," Olivia said trying to catch her breath, "Before I wouldn't have stopped but Ruthie's situation has taught me something."
"Me too, but I still can't help…"
"…wanting to." Olivia said buttoning up the buttons that had managed to come undone during there very passionate kiss.
"Make me a promise?"
"Depends on the promise." Olivia said eyeing him in curiosity.
"Promise me we won't get involved in Martin and Ruthie's drama ever again."
"PROMISE!?" Olivia said without hesitation, "And promise me you won't break my heart."
"That's not a hard promise to keep," Mac replied, "I'm more worried that you'll break mine."
Olivia had her opinions and rules when dealing with men. Her number one rule being never say the L word first but, tonight she found herself breaking every rule in her book, "I love you, Mac. You don't have to reciprocate but I just had to…"
"I love you, too."
"…tell you. I understand if you don't feel the same but…wait…you love me?"
"Yeah."
"You love me?"
"Yeah."
"Say it."
"I love you."
"Say it again."
"I love you, Olivia." Mac said pulling her into another very dangerous kiss that was only bound to lead them into trouble.
It wasn't until Willington walked into the front room and found Olivia and Mac on the grand staircase that their lips finally pulled apart.
"MISS OLIVIA?!" Willington said shocked upon seeing the girl he'd helped raise on the stairs with a boy's tongue down her throat.
"Oh my God, Willy?!" Olivia said quickly pulling her now ripped top tightly around her chest.
Martin unlocked his apartment door and threw his jacket in the nearby chair. Pulling off his shirt he opened his bedroom door to find Jenny on his bed without a stitch of clothing on. If she hadn't been wrapped up in his sheet he'd have seen everything.
"How did you get in?" he asked waking her up.
"Martin?" she said.
"How did you get in?" he repeated.
"Does it really matter?" she asked coming to stand before him, the sheet wrapped around her loosely.
"I guess not." Martin said. His heart was so broken and he was so angry that he didn't care anymore. He let her kiss him, but as soon as her lips touched his he saw Ruthie's face and he felt his hand tingle with longing to touch her.
"Just get out?!" Martin ordered pushing her off of him, "Just get out."
"You'll be sorry for this." Jenny said grabbing her clothes. As soon as his bedroom door closed he knocked everything of his shelf in angry, breaking the glass case that held his signed baseball.
"I can't believe Willy walked in on us." Olivia said blushing at the memory of her older butler's shocked face.
"Me either," Mac said, "I hope you liked the flowers."
"I do. It's a very unique arrangement."
"I couldn't make up my mind. The blue ones reminded me of your eyes, I gave you red roses on our first date, the daisies reminded me of your smile, the pink ones have such a sweet smell that they make me think of how sweet you are, the exotic ones remind me of how unique you are and for some reason I felt drawn to get the lily's. I know it's not really a very normal arrangement but I couldn't pick. I hope…."
"There perfect. And Lilly's are my favorite flowers." Olivia said forcing back tears, "I don't deserve them."
"Yes you do." Mac said kissing her cheek, "I love you."
"I love you too." Olivia said smiling as the warmest feeling overwhelmed her. A feeling of being truly happy and loved.
Author's Note:
Hey,
I decided to upload today because it didn't send out an alert for last weeks. Monday, August 18 is when I'll update next and from then in on it will be every Monday until the story is done.
I know I left Marthie in a rather worrisome state but have the whole story planed out so don't worry:)
-Caroline