YOOO! XDDD so its been a busy weekend again and I'm eenjoying it and I hope all of you guys are too. I'm gonna be modelling tomorrow at an event and I'm pretty excited. :)))/thank u so so much for all the reviews, I haven't had a chance to reply but I appreciate them so much. They make my day. Thank u so much for all reading and I hope you're excited for this chapt. Oliver was suxh a troll to Felicity and he's gonna have to do something about it. Well enjoy 333

Felicity had locked herself up in their room the whole day after the fight. After Oliver had not returned to their room the night before; she knew he wasn't going to come back unless she wasn't there or unless she was sleeping. The pathetic thing was that she shouldn't care; but in reality she did. She cared about Oliver and she thought they were leading towards a better place.

She had been wrong. He still treated her as if she was nothing. As if she was a toy that he could control and do what he pleased with. She cried. Why did he have to be like this?

Thea had come to visit her and asked her what was wrong, but she gave her vague answers and asked for some time alone.

She was stuck with him for the rest of her life and she thought; she thought that they could have been more but he proved her wrong. She wondered if he had ever cheated on her yet.

She needed to stop torturing herself.

She was better than this. She could find her father, have him dealt with and live her life like she always wanted too; independently. She didn't need Oliver.

But for some reason her heart felt empty. She wanted to have a partner. To have someone to love and cherish her and to have someone to love and cherish in return. She teared up at the thought of never having that.

"Knock, knock," she sat up from her bed hearing her mother's voice as she walked in.

"Baby what's wrong? I didn't see you at lunch." She came and sat down beside felicity on the bed.

"It's nothing." Felicity tried smiling to reassure her mom, but it ended up looking more like a grimace. God she felt like a teenager who'd just had their first breakup.

Her mother gave her a stern look and pointed a finger at her. "Now don't think that you could ever lie to me Felicity." She patted her legs. "Tell me what's up."

This was the closest female figure in her life. Her mom was everything to her and she didn't want to burden her mom with the problems of her 'marriage'. She didn't need anymore worries or guilt on her plate. But she knew that her mother had her ways of finding out everything.

"Me and Oliver had a fight and it was just miserable. One second he was worried about me and the next he just shut down and was yelling at me saying these horrible things and I thought we were moving in a better place...and he just crushed me...Mom.." She teared up at the ending feeling like a little girl who just wanted her mother to kiss her and make it all better.

Donna got up and pulled Felicity in her arms. "Felicity. Sweetie, I know. Shhh I know it's hard." She soothed her kissing her head. It hurt her to see her daughter suffering.

"Sweetie, I know It might be hard to see right now but Oliver cares about you. Deeply. I heard about yesterday, and I know it was wrong of him to freak at you, but Oliver...he has skeletons in his closet that have scarred him. I think you scared him and that was his way of coping."

"But he was so terrible," she replied weakly. She nuzzled her head closer to her mother's chest. Her mother would always look for the best in everyone. It was something that she had adopted.

"I know he was. But I've seen you two these past few days and I know that whatever he said was not true. He cares for you just like you do for him." Donna hugged her tighter. "I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry that you're hurting from this and it's because of me that you're even in-"

"No Mom!" She interrupted, "it's not your fault! And I know things suck for me but this is still better than us living in complete fear, waiting for him to find us."

Donna gave a watery smile while cupping her daughter's cheek. "Felicity. I love you. Now we Smoak women are strong and hard to break. You'll be alright." She kissed her again.

"And I'll have to deal with that boy myself if he thinks he can hurt my girl. Bratva Captain or not." Donna winked at her.

Felicity laughed and grabbed her mother in for another hug. "I don't know what I'd do without you Mom."

They were interrupted by a happy Thea walking in. "Hey Mama Smoak, Felicity." Thea had started calling her Mom that since day one, and it just stuck. Plus her Mom loved it.

"Hey Thea, What's up?" Felicity replied, pulling away from her mother.

"I just wanted to check and see how you were," she said hesitantly, eyes searching.

"I'm better," she said looking at her Mom.

"The magic of Mama Smoak never fails," Donna praised.

Felicity snickered and Thea giggled.

"So how do you feel about a night of therapeutic fun at Verdant. There will be alcohol, a Roy Harper, Sara and Nyssa and the best part; no Oliver. I've heard he's booked."

"I don't know Thea," clubs were definitely still not her scene.

"Pleaseee, I need my wingwoman," she begged.

"She'll go." Her Mom cheerfully said for her.

"Mom!"

"What you need is a night of fun away from everything and she" She pointed at Thea, "needs a wingwoman to catch this Harper. And I have seen him Thea and he is quite the catch." Her mom sighed.

"Oh my God Mom!"

"Isn't he?" Thea replied looking dreamily.

Felicity wasn't going to come out of this alive. Her mom and Thea were a deadly combination. " Ughhhh. Fine. I'll go. But you owe me."

"Yayyy," they both squealed.

"You guys can leave I'm finding my dress and everything myself, alright?" She mock glared at them.

"Done," Thea said while walking out the door, "see ya in a few"

"Bye dear," her Mom walked up to her and kissed her cheek. "Raisa's been helping me in the kitchen and I think I'm getting the hang of it."

Felicity laughed. "Okay Mom, Good luck." She was pretty sure her mom was driving Raisa up the wall. God she loved her.

The sound of music pounding reached her ears as lights from the club flashed all over. Thea and Felicity were being escorted through the club by Roy, Nyssa, Sara, and two other bodyguards.

She had to admit that she was happy to get out and clear the stress that was pounding on her head and heart. She just wanted to get lost in a fantasy before reality starts to fully eat her up. She needed to seriously plan a night alone with Netflix later on.

"Come on Felicity, lighten up," Thea yelled over the blaring music.

"Yeah Felicity that dress should definitely not go to waste," Sara said winking at her.

Felicity blushed. She had decided on wearing a dress that was more subtle, which is kind of odd because she was going to a club; but she just wasn't feeling it tonight; so she had gone with a strapless black tight thigh high dress, which came with a thick leather belt. She had on black stilettos and her hair was left straight cascading down her back and pulled back at the front.

"Sara," Nyssa said in a playful warning tone as Felicity flushed. Felicity had known from when she first talked to the two that they were together. She was happy for them. Since their first meeting she had gotten along with the two of them really well. They talked and joked with her and it made spending time with them all the better. At this point they were pretty much her friends and not bodyguards.

"Well it's true, she does look hot, doesn't she?" Sara replied while looking her up and down.

Felicity and Thea laughed while Nyssa gave her girlfriend an amusing glare.

Nyssa sighed dramatically while smiling. "She is too much to handle."

"She is." Thea replied while Sara stuck her tongue out at all of them.

"Come on guys let's dance. I need to show Roy my A game." Thea adjusted her short sequenced blue dress while looking serious.

"That's right," Sara replied. "We need to get this boy on his knees for you."

"Come on Felicity, let's go." Thea pulled on her arm.

"Thea is it okay if I sit this one out. I'm not really in the mood for all the grinding that's going on. I just wanna get some drinks." Felicity replied. She hated being a buzzkill but her emotions were getting the best of her and she just couldn't.

Ughh Oliver was ruining her social life.

Thea saw the sad glint in Felicity's eyes and she knew that what happened between her and Oliver was worse than she thought. She didn't want to push her. She was just happy she agreed to even come.

"It's okay Lis." She smiled warmly at her. "Just make sure when we get back you have drinks for us."

Felicity chuckled. "Definitely!" She yelled as Thea, Nyssa and Sara went off to the dance floor.

The other two bodyguards were stationed close to Felicity as the group separated; and Roy Harper was doing a very bad job at pretending he wasn't only watching Thea.
Felicity giggled to herself as she grabbed a stool by the bar and sat down to order their drinks.

"Four martinis please." She shouted so the bartender could hear.

"Right away Mrs. Queen," he replied while trying to avert his gaze.

Okay. That was a little weird. Why did no one look her in the eye? Wait, Roy did the exact same thing to her when she first met him. Maybe they're just intimidated she thought or-

"You know you really are a hard woman to get a hold of Mrs. Queen."

Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. A cute familiar voice. One that she has been missing for too long.

She turned around to make sure she wasn't day dreaming. When she finally realized she wasnt, she jumped up squealing and ran into his arms making him lose his balance.

"BARRY!" She yelled.

"Hey Felicity," she could hear the smile in his voice as he hugged her tighter.

She couldn't believe her eyes as she pulled back looking at him, her hands on his cheeks, "Oh my God I missed you so much Barry. What are you doing here? Is Iris here? What about Caitlyn? How are they? How are you? Is-"

"Woah, woah. Relax Felicity." He smiled in this adorable dorky way that made her kiss his cheek and hug him again.

"I'm so happy to see you. What are you doing here?" She asked excitedly while pulling him to sit on the barstool beside her.

"I'm happy to see you too." He laughed. "And I'm working a case here in Starling. CPD wanted me down here to look at some evidence in an ongoing investigation; and I was hoping to find out what was going on with the new Mrs. Queen."

She looked at him surprisingly. She didn't know what to say to him. How was she suppose to explain to her best friends that she was basically put into an arranged marriage because her daddy was a psycho. Not to mention the fact that her husband is soon to be the head of the Bratva organization and is a stupid controlling psycho himself. Frick.

"We're not mad Felicity." He looked at her knowingly. "We just wanted to know why you didn't tell us."

She hated that she most likely hurt her friends. They were the closest people to her after her Mom. She had met them when she was 15 in Central City. Her mom, with the knowledge of Anatoly, had moved them to Central City as a safety precaution. They were her first and only friends for the longest time and they helped her to put her past behind her. She yearned for them to be at her wedding and to have the familiar comfort of her friends in a new environment; but it was too dangerous.

She had to come up with a believable lie but she could sort of tell them something along the truth.

"Barry it all happened so fast. It...What the-"

He had been in meetings all freaking day. First at QC and then at home with the Bratva contacts in Russia. Slade Wilson was one of Oliver's Mentors, a right hand man to Anatoly and another close ally to Oliver. He was looking after the Bratva in Russia while Anatoly was here.

Anatoly had arranged for weapons from Russia to be sent to Starling in order to have the upper hand against the Triad.

Oliver and Anatoly were worried. There had been news of a dangerous and lethal new right hand man to China White, and that was something to be distraught about. Now they had to worry about vertigo and this.

This stupid Bitch just wasn't going down.

Oliver felt an ongoing headache from the QC meetings, the Bratva meetings and his unreasonable actions towards Felicity.

He sighed as he sat down in his chair; Anatoly and Diggle the only ones in his office.

"I will be furthering this discussion with Slade in Russia later on tonight and I have arranged for an Alexander Ulshov to meet you at Verdant. He says he has some information on this new man from the Triad. He wants 5,000 for it."

Digg whistled. "If he wants 5,000 it better be worthwhile,"

Oliver nodded. "Digg get the car ready. Let's get this shit over with." He got up from his chair with Digg behind him; this day just kept getting longer and longer.

He arrived at the club within the hour and received word from his men that Alexander was waiting for him inside his office with Tommy.

He made his way towards the second floor surprisingly without being noticed by the mass and opened the door for his office. He walked in and saw a man in his 30s sitting on his couch waiting for him.

Ulshov was a gambler and by the looks of it he was a smart one too. He was dressed in an all black suit with chains across the breast pocket. He seemed to wear his wealth on him like a shield. He was not Bratva but he associated himself with Bratva members and therefore he decided to provide them with certain information for a price.

"Mr. Queen," he got up from the couch and shook his hand.

"Ulshov," Oliver shot back. The man did not back down from Oliver and he seemed to clearly be overconfident.

"Mr. Queen, I can assure that you have brought my reward," he smiled nastily.

Oliver knew that Ulshov thought he was good; but he knew he was better. He was not going to tolerate a bullshit game between Ulshov and him. He would give the money to Ulshov on his terms; and his terms alone.

Oliver smiled darkly back at him and was happy to see the man take a step back. "I can guarantee that you will not be assured anything if you don't start talking." He said coldly.

Men like Ulshov liked to play for more money and they withheld information in order to get more. The only way to get around them was to scare them.

"You named your price and I am a man of my word and you will get the 5,000, and the 5,000 alone. If you try anything else I can assure you will be walking out of here with much less than what you came in with. So talk." He growled out.

Ulshov stuttered knowing fully well as to what that implied. "Ye...yes...Mr. Queen...umm...Captain..."

"Ummm...this man I've heard is extremely dangerous. There has been sightings of his work in other cities. He tortures and kills ruthlessly. He never kills first; he chooses to torture for hours or days and then he kills; it is his signature. He thrives off of it. They say he is not human." Ulshov spoke in fear.

"What else?!" Oliver snarled.

Ulshov jumped, "He...he is not Triad. He is the head of a smaller organization that has been kept secret. The Triad is helping to conceal it."

"What!?" Oliver yelled. He was not expecting that at all. This was unbelievable. It was too dangerous. They would have to be fighting off two fronts now. Fuck. Oliver could hear Digg and Tommy curse.

"It's true Mr. Queen. I...I have a name sir of the organization." He swallowed hard before speaking again as he could see Oliver's anger bubbling through. "The name is H.I.V.E.. It is a ghost organization. There is barely any information on them or on the leader anywhere."

Oliver growled in anger. How could they not have known? How could he not have known? They were too stupid to think that they were going to easily get the upperhand.

"Pay the man his money Tommy and put in an extra thousand." Oliver spoke. He then turned to Ulshov, "You have done the Bratva a great service. I can expect that if you have anymore information on this H.I.V.E. you will come forward?"

"Ye...Yes...Mr. Queen..."

Oliver nodded at the man before Tommy escorted him out of his office.

Oliver sat down in his chair dragging a hand through his face tiredly. "What do we do Digg? How did this get past us?"

"I don't know Oliver. But I do know that we need to reinforce all areas; we need to start questioning...and Oliver? I know you're not going to like this but we need a hacker. We need the best hacker."

Oliver's face filled with realization and he shot out of his chair. "No!" He couldn't.

"Have you heard the things that Felicity has done. For God's sake, she's hacked into the FBI for fun when she was 12!" Digg raised his voice trying to get his point across. "We need her."

"Digg," Oliver looked at him with an angry and pained expression. "I can't have her involved in the Bratva. What if someone finds out what she's doing? I can't."

"We'll keep her safe. She'll be working at the mansion, after all." Digg gave Oliver a knowing look smiling. "I know what you did for her and I can assure you that she will very happy."

Oliver looked away. He wasn't ready to show people just how much he cared for her.

He needed to think about her being involved. Deep down he knew that this was the best option. That they could most likely keep her safe if anyone found out. He knew that she would be more than happy to help; but it didn't stop that horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach that anything could happen to her. But if they were going to the Triad because of this, then nobody would be safe.

"Fine," Oliver said unwillingly. "I'll ask her."

Digg smirked. "Well once you get her to start talking to you that is."

Oliver glared at him and moved towards the window of his office that overlooked the club.

He didn't even realize that Tommy had come back to the room and that him and Digg were talking about a security concern at the club; that was until Tommy surprisingly said loudly. "Hey, isn't that Thea on the dance floor?"

What? Oliver had started walking towards Tommy who was looking at the security cameras in the office with Digg.

"And Sara and Nyssa...oh shit is that Felicity but whose-?" Tommy drifted off knowing very well as to what Oliver's reaction was going to be. Platonic or not.

The fuck. Who was with Felicity?

"Ollie, let's just go down and say hi inste-" Tommy said while trying to block the screen and attempting to guide Oliver towards the door.

"Tommy," Oliver gritted out, full on glaring at him. Oliver moved and looked at the screen that Felicity was on.

He had never felt this way before about a person. He always knew he was jealous and possessive as he always took good care of what was his; But the the amount of jealousy and the amount of possessiveness that he was feeling at what he saw was not normal; it was at full force. It was enough to make him snap; to make him think irrational; to make him want to rip that man's arm off of her body, limb from limb; and tie her to his bed, pounding into her until the only man that she would be clutching was him; until the only name she remembers was his.

Felicity was in the arms of another man and she was smiling at him in adoration. His hands were clenched so tight into fists, his body completely tense.

What the fuck was she doing in another man's arms?

"Okay buddy. You need to relax cause it's probably nothing. So ummm...enough with murdering the guy about a million times in your head-."

"Don't fucking tell me to relax Tommy!" Oliver snapped. He was going to kill this guy or any other guy that touches her.

"Oliver. If you go down there now and behave like this, Felicity won't forgive you. Think about it man." Digg's rational voice spoke through.

He knew he had to calm down but all thoughts of that went away when he looked at the screen again.

She jumped up again and he saw her kiss this asshole and hug him again.

The anger, jealousy and possessiveness broke through like a dam bursting open, and all rational thoughts were washed away.

He could hear Digg and Tommy calling his name as he left but he didn't care. What he did care about was the fact that HIS wife was in the arms of someone who was not him.

He knew she was going to be pissed but he didn't care as he pushed his way through the crowds. His murderous stare stopping anyone from daring to say anything to him.

When he reached them he pulled the man away from her and slammed him into the nearest wall beside them.

He glared at the him and the man looked shocked scared out of his mind. "Don't fucking touch what is mine." He sneered at him and the man if possible looked even more fearful.

"Oliver, what the hell do you think you're doing!?" She yelled at him tugging on his arms to let go

He ignored her and glowered at the man.

"I...I'm sorry..I..I didn't mean...umm Felicity help me." Barry looked at Felicity panicking as he saw Oliver get angrier.

Who the fuck was this guy and why did he know her?

"Oliver, let him go. Now!" She yelled physically prying his hands off of Barry.

As soon as he pulled off of Barry, he latched his hand onto her arm and pulled her with him.

She heard him shouting his name as he popped the password in for the basement harshly and pulled her down the stairs with him.

He didn't know what the fuck he was bringing her down here for; but he knew that he had to get her away from that guy before he caused some serious damage.

"Oliver, are you insane? What the hell was that?" She shouted pulling her arm away from him.

He laughed darkly pacing around her like she was his prey. His need to claim her as his was overwhelming, but he knew he had to tape it down.

"What the hell was that?" He mocked her. "What the hell was that man touching you for and who the fuck was he?"

Felicity narrowed her eyes, completely pissed off. "You freaking caveman. You do not get to tell me who I can and cannot touch and that was my best friend Barry you asshole! You just manhandled my friend and you better freaking apologize to him for it" Her loud voice was being used too much today. God she was going to murder him.

"You made it pretty clear yesterday that you were going to remain a dick for the rest of this relationship and I made it clear for you to stay away from me. So stay. The hell. Away from me." She bit out but not before he could see the hurt mixed in her eyes.

He stopped pacing and looked at her getting ready to retort but she spoke again this time warily and exhausted. "Oliver, I'm tired of this. You can't keep doing this to me. This push and pull is killing me. It's too much." She whispered out as tears leaked down her cheeks. She hated that he was seeing her cry but she just wanted him to stop whatever game he was playing. Everything was already so stressful and he was making it worse.

He hated seeing her like this especially knowing that he was the cause of it. It pierced him more than any bullet had ever pierced him. He was supposed to be making things better with her; not making them worse. But seeing her with this Barry just made him act in anger. He lost control. His feelings for her were too strong.

He just stood there looking at her and she was looking back; pleading.

This was it. Could he finally just let her go and push her away for good or could he give in to what his heart wanted; what every bone in his body wanted.

He said nothing. There was so much that he wanted to tell her but nothing was coming out.

She sighed, wiping her eyes with her hands. "I'm just gonna go back upstairs." She spoke so low he wasn't even sure he heard right until he saw her turn around.

"Felicity!" He yelled. Apparently he'd made a decision without even knowing it.

He saw her turn around. He wanted to kiss her so badly right now but he had to do this right. Acting on his feelings now could ruin them forever.

"I'm so sorry." He said.

"Oliver, you can't just apologize and think that all is forgiven. Yo-"

"I know. I know, but I'm...I'm sorry." He's pretty sure he can count on one hand how many times he's ever given a heartfelt apology, and to say he was bad at them was an understatement.

She looked at him surprisingly. "I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. I didn't mean to say those things at all." He said while walking towards her.

"Why did you then?" She asked and the look on her face was going to end him. He needed her to stop looking at him like that.

"Because you scared me...God Felicity...I was so scared and then you were fine and that fear...that fear..was killing me."

"Oliver."

He moved away from her pacing back and forth, pulling at his hair. He was never good at talking about his past or any of his problems with anyone but for some reason doing it with her made it easier. It felt right.

"Felicity...I wasn't suppose to care about you...I wasn't suppose too...this marriage was suppose to be nothing but a solution to our problems." He stopped pacing and looked at her. Her mouth was parted and her eyes were wide. He would've laughed if not for this current situation.

"I...I said those things because I wanted you to be angry. I wanted you to not want to see me again... because I needed to push you away. If I pushed you away then maybe it wouldn't hurt as much and maybe the fear wouldn't be so painful. After my parents died...I can't lose anyone close again. Please you have to understand that's why I did those things. I can't lose anymore." He spoke his heart out hoping, hoping that she could forgive him.

"Oliver. I understand why you did what you did but I...I can't forgive you yet."

His heart fell. This was it he thought. He lost his chance at being anything with her.

She walked towards him grasping his hands. "Oliver, I can forgive you just not right now. I need time. You really hurt me. An-"

"I'm so sorry," he interrupted taking one of his hands away from her and cupping her cheek. God he was making it really hard for her to not forgive him.

"I know, but I need time?" She asked pulling his hand from her face down to interlace with her other. "Okay."

"Okay," he swallowed.

"Soooooo friends," she said with the most adorable smile on her face.

He actually laughed. This woman.

"Friends." God he would take anything she gave. He just wanted her.

"But that means no pushing away and being an insufferable controlling maniac." She pointed sternly.

He laughed again and smiled down at her. "Understood."