Disclaimer: I own nothing but Larry & Mark and of course the fabulous Olivia
Author's note: I'm very glad you peoples like Marry & Lark I mean Larry & Mark. But everyone knows Olivia is cooler than those two, I mean she is the daughter of Lilly and Oliver so awesomeness is in her genes. But I have a question, should I continue writing from Olivia perspective or from no point of view? But anyway on with the story
Olivia POV
I walked toward the doorway, there him, the man who got my dark brown hair from, the man who apparently was my father. "Good evening," I greeted politely even if I didn't want to see him.
"Livy hi" He said casually as if everything was fine between us which it wasn't.
"Olivia" I corrected "Not Livy" I would not let people I wasn't angry call me by anything other than my full first name. I could tell he was taken aback that I corrected him about my name "So why are you here?"
"To see my dau- dau- dau" He tried to say, I guess his mind had not fully wrapped around the fact that I was his kid.
"Daughter?"
"Yes that word , I'm here to you"
"You want to see me?" I asked, from how he left earlier today you would think that he wouldn't want to see me.
"Of course Li- Olivia, I love you" Oh please I can't believe he's telling me this garbage, like he thinks I can't see through those lies.
"Some way to show, play "uncle" for the past eleven years, while leaving me and my mum all by ourselves. You know I think your suppose to pay child support!"
"Olivia, wait don't accuse me of anything, I like you knew nothing until today" he told me
"I don't believe you and I don't want to talk you"
"Well then don't talk just listen"
"I don't wanna do that either!"
"Olivia! Let me talk to you" He commanded
"NO! N-O NO!" I said impertinently, I decided to leave and began to walk away but I felt him grab my arm but jerked away.
"Olivia get back here!" He said gritting his teeth I could tell he was trying to stay calm
"Why should I?" I asked also trying not to lose my temper.
"Because I'm asking you to" He answered frustrated
"And I need to listen to you because?" I guess after this he lost all his patience and exploded
"OLIVIA, I'M FATHER AND IF I ASK YOU TO JUST LISTEN FOR FIVE MINUTES THEN LISTEN!!!" He yelled,
"NO!! YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! AND BEFORE YOU PLAY THE I'M YOUR FATHER YOU HAVE TO RESPECT ME, I DON'T HAVE TO. BECAUSE TO ME YOUR NOT MY FATHER, YOUR JUST THE GUY WHO HAPPENED TO IMPREGNATE MY MOM" I yelled and I felt tears well up in my eyes. I couldn't it anymore I ran into the bathroom and locked myself in there. Which made me think what happened to Aunt Miley? I guess she found somewhere to go knowing one of us would lose our temper. Speaking of losing tempers I could hear him banging on the door " Not coming out till you leave!" I shouted, I was locked in there for over an hour before I was sure he was gone. I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Aunt Miley sitting on the living room couch reading, she looked up at me. "Aunt Miley could I stay in your guest room for the night?" I asked, she nodded " Thank you" I walked up the stair and enter the guestroom. I sat on the bed. I tried to fall asleep but I a hard time until I finally drifted off to sleep. Around three in the morning I woke back up, I needed someone to talk to, so I snuck downstairs. I picked up the phone and grabbed the paper with Larry & Mark's number on it, and dialed.
"Hello?" Answered a very sleepy Larry
"I know it's late, but I really need to talk to you and Mark. Meet me at beach if you can" I told him, he mumbled a few words that I couldn't understand then hung up. I wasn't sure whether that was a yes or no, but I headed to the beach anyway. I sat down on the cool sand, and wait, and wait. I was about to leave when I heard a voice call
"OLIVIA! It's us!" It was Mark and Larry. But by the look on Marks face I could tell he did not want to be here, Larry must have forced him to come, since Larry didn't seem to mind being here. I patted the sand gesturing to sit down, so they did.
"Hey" I smiled I was happy to see them.
"So what do you need to talk about" Larry asked me, part of me was still debating whether to tell them or not. But if they would come out to the beach in three in the morning for me, I think I can trust them enough to know.
"Ok well this is a long story so brace yourselves…." I said as I began telling them about everything that's happen with my mom, Oliver who is apparently my father and Aunt Miley, oh wait and of course me. I started getting teary at some parts but I couldn't help it.
"Whoa" was all Mark could say
"Is that true?" Larry asked, I just nodded. "So who are you made at more your mom or dad?" I honestly did not know part me said mom , the other part said him.
"Both" I shrugged
"Oh, so is there a reason your telling us all" Mark asked yawning, I was hoping this was from being tired not bored. Larry shot him a look.
"Because…" I paused then continued " I have a plan but need your help. Will you?"
Author's note: short chapter yes but I got alittle teary myself at some parts. Sorry the Oliver scene sucked but I'm no good with dramatics sorry. I hope you enjoyed it. R&R :)