Lollipops are for Kids

Ch 13

Oliver went off to college every morning and returned every evening at 6 p.m. in time to eat dinner with his new wife and baby. Lilly asked lots of questions about his day, of course, and generally wanted to know what was going on in his school life. In truth there wasn't much to tell, but she persisted until he described all the people he had met. She suggested that he invite some friends to a get together one weekend and was more than a little upset when three girls from the cheerleading squad showed up with the starters of the basketball team and Oliver's biology partner, Cynthia—a girl with long blonde hair and a pair of nice breasts that she obviously liked to display.

"They're just friends, Lilly. I thought you wanted me to have a get together with my friends?" he asked. He had taken her aside when she had made a semi-rude remark about Cynthia's breasts being near the explosion point when the girl had bent over.

"Yeah, I'm sure you think the big breasted, blonde bimbo is a great friend," she threw back at him.

"I'm not doing this right now," he said firmly. "I have people here and I'm going to entertain them. If you can't be civil you can stay here with Charlie."

"Well if that's what you want!" she cried, taking the baby into her arms and flouncing into the bathroom. Oliver sighed, but had other things to attend to and returned to his guests. He knew a fight was inevitable that evening and so decided to enjoy himself while he could.

The group left Oliver's place at midnight and he started clearing things away, glad it was Friday and he wouldn't have to be up early the next morning. Lilly was waiting for him when he returned to the bedroom. "Did you have fun?" she asked sourly.

"Yes, actually I did. For the first time all semester."

"Good. I don't want you thinking being married is going to kill your social life!"

"It already has…but I don't care about that," he told her. "I don't want to fight about this stuff anymore. I'm not going to cheat on you. I'm not interested in finding a girl with better knockers or whatever to give Charlie a step mom. If you can't see that I'm doing everything in my power to get an education and to appease you, you're crazy or blind."

"You're loving getting away from us all day, though. You spend all day playing the field and flirting with a bunch of college girls and come home worn out! You don't even pay attention to me anymore." Lilly accused.

"How can I not pay attention?" he asked, his voice raising inadvertently. "You bitch all the time at me. It's kinda hard to escape."

"You want an escape?" she demanded. "GO! Live on campus with that bunch of maniacs and party it up Oliver!"

"I can't take this anymore. I haven't done anything wrong."

"That's because you haven't had a real chance. But I'm giving you one. If you don't want me, then just leave."

"Fine," he said coldly, tired of arguing. "I'll take my things tomorrow. I'm sleeping on the couch tonight." He grabbed a blanket and walked out of the room without giving Lilly a chance to reply.

True to his word, Oliver left the next day without saying a word. Lilly was devastated. "I only wanted him to tell me he loves me," she cried on the phone to Miley.

"But he did. He was just upset that you keep acting like he's going behind your back or something." Lilly didn't have a response to that. She cried some more, but ultimately it did no good.

Oliver didn't come back to her and she had to learn to deal with being a single mother. She moved back in with her mom and Oliver saw Charlie on the weekends while Lilly was at work. He tried to support Charlie as much as possible, but the strain of dealing with Lilly was just too much for him to handle while in school. Lilly ended up dating several different guys and Oliver married a girl he'd met in college. Charlie grew up, sadly, as many children do, split between two different houses because his parents just weren't right for each other.

The End