Chapter 3

Calvin on the other hand was having a hard time adjusting to living with people he had never met before let alone knew even existed. He hated it there. There was nothing to do there except go to school and come home and do his homework. He longed to be with Olivia again, watching her take down bad guys, disciplining him whenever he got out of line, and always being able to put a smile on his face. God he missed that…he missed her. He felt safe with Olivia not because she was a cop but because she made him feel secure. They had gone to Coney Island one Saturday just so they could get out for a while and actually have some real fun together, but now that would never happen. All he did was come home to a big beautiful house, swing on a swing set, and help his grandmother from time to time in the kitchen. . He loved being with Olivia and he didn't care that she was a cop. She could have been gas station attendant and he would've cared. He loved her like his mother. He knew his mom was sick but he never really felt safe with her. They were always moving, never knowing why they were leaving or where they were going all Calvin knew was to move and not ask questions. He had made up in his mind that that wasn't the type of life a young boy should have and after living with Olivia, he knew he couldn't live like that again.

As Calvin reminisced about New York, he heard a yell from downstairs telling him supper was ready. He made his way downstairs and slowly walked to the dining room table to eat. He looked at the food as if it had maggots and bugs crawling on it. He couldn't eat…he didn't want to eat, he was too wrapped up in thought about Olivia.

Calvin's grandmother looked down the table at him and said, "Calvin, sweetie… you need to eat something, it will make you feel better."

Calvin looked into his grandmother's eyes, his eyes. They may have looked alike but nobody made Calvin feel like family except Olivia."May I please leave the table and go back to my room?"

His grandparents exchanged looks before nodding their heads and excusing him from the table..

Calvin was almost up the stairs when is grandmother spoke, "Calvin sweetie do you need any help with your homework?" Without even turning around, he said yes and continued up the stairs..

Most nights he would lie there and think about Olivia and what she had done that day. He thought about the way she laughed, the look of kindness in her eyes, and the way she jumped at his every beck and call. He knew if he had a bad dream or a stomach ache she would be there to comfort him. Calvin started to cry and told himself that he needed to get away from these people. .

As Calvin racked his brain for a solution, He got an idea but without getting caught, he would have to wait until his grandparent had gone to sleep.. When he knew they were in bed, he got up and went downstairs, grabbed the phone, and hid in the living room. Pressing the numbers as fast as he could, He called Olivia and waited to his that voice that had rescued him. . Realizing she did not recognize the number he heard her answer 'Olivia Benson.' Calvin's heart fluttered with excitement. He had longed to talk to her, to tell her he hated it there, and to tell her to try everything in her power to get him back..

Calvin said, "Olivia it's me Calvin!"

Calvin could hear the pause before she responded, "Calvin are you okay, what are you doing up so late?"

He replied, "Yes it's me. I miss you and my grandparents don't care about me I know they don't Olivia. I just stay in my room all the time and cry because I miss you…I miss you so much Olivia."

Olivia could feel her maternal instincts kicking in. She had fallen in love with that child the day she met him. He was so innocent and sweet. He had the look she had in her eyes once, the look that wanted to escape the madness of life. Olivia begin to sob silently, not wanting Calvin to hear and said, "Calvin you have to give them a chance. I know they aren't me, but sweetie you have to stick it out."

He responded, "They don't even ask how my day is when I get home from school nor help me with my homework…like they could anyway." "I want to come live with you; I want you to be my mom."

"Calvin, sweetie it will be okay." "Just do what they ask and be a good for me ok?"

Calvin began to sob as he listened to Olivia. Did she not want him anymore he thought? Had she found another kid to take care of?" You don't want me do you? You don't care for me anymore since they pulled be from your embrace?"

Olivia inhaled as she tried explaining to Calvin that he wasn't being replaced. "It's not that Calvin, you know I could never stop loving you, but I am not a blood relative and since your dad's parents are still alive they have a right to have you."

Calvin almost dropped the phone as he listened to the one person he loved without a doubt. These people are his relatives, but they are not his family he thought. Nobody was his family except for Olivia. "I am not a piece of property."

"I know but they know what's best for you. Calvin you need to go to bed, you have school and I have work," Olivia said sighing, hating she was rushing him off the phone. "Ask your grandparents if you can call me next time, ok sweetie. We don't want them to get mad at you for calling me."

Now crying into the phone, Calvin couldn't help himself, "Olivia! I love you; please don't make me stay here, please!"

Olivia wiped the tears from her eyes as she tried to stay strong for Calvin, "Calvin they love you, now come on stop this." I wanted you to live with me but a legal guardian and a parent are two totally different things."

Calvin felt his heart breaking at Olivia's statement. He knew she wanted him, but right now Olivia was right.. "Love you Olivia and don't forget about me."

Olivia dropped her head in her hands as she felt her heart breaking as well. She loved the phone call, but she didn't need him getting in trouble because of her, "Calvin…I love you too and make me proud and trying working with them."

Olivia heard the phone click as she completely broke down. She hated not being there for Calvin, not giving him the love and support that he so desperately need. She couldn't get that thought out of her head. Maybe they don't like him or love him and they're doing this out of pity for their son Olivia's mind swirled.

Calvin left his hiding place and before he could take a step, he noticed his grandpa was standing in the room. He was busted.

Calvin's grandfather looked down at his grandson, "Who were you talking to?"

Calvin looked at his grandfather as he subconsciously twiddled his thumps, "No one, I was about to call my mom to see how she was doing."

His grandpa said, "You lie, you called that cop."

"Yeah so what if I did? I miss her, what's it too you anyway?"

"You will not talk to me that way come here now," Calvin's grandpa hollered. He took the phone from Calvin and then hit him in the face, "We're you're family, not some cop that can't start her own family."

Calvin looked into the old man's eyes then ran to his room. He hated him, he hated living here. He hated his entire life, but he could never hate Olivia. God he needed her and he needed her now!

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