Caught
Francis's POV
I had been caught. It wasn't a pleasant feeling, especially if you didn't care for your caughtee or the person you were caught with.
"Get out!" I told Olivia, trying to stay calm.
"Fine! But you should know one thing, you kissed me. You could've stopped. I don't have someone else. I didn't cheat. You did. I love you! Maybe it's crazy but I love you! I don't care if I'm not good enough, or if people don't love, but I love you! Actually, I take that back. I used to love you. Now I don't. I don't need your charity! I'm leaving." Olivia snapped.
"I'm sorry," I said guiltily.
"For what?" Olivia challenged.
"Everything. I loved you once too, but that was a long time ago. I shouldn't have kissed you, or given you hope. I shouldn't have involved you so your reputation got ruined, and I shouldn't have yelled when I was wrong. Please leave though. This can't happen again. I am willing to make amends and allow you to stay. I don't know if you can or will forgive my obnoxious behavior, but please stay. It's for your benefit."
"Alright. Of course I forgive you. I cannot stay. I'm ruining Mary's life, and yours as well. I can learn to love again. I want something new and exciting. Let me leave. I am definitely open to suggestions on where to go. I love help, but I will leave. Thank you, your grace."
"Goodbye Olivia." I said closing the discussion.