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Chapter 5: You should have told me!
As Oliver was finishing packing up his stuff, he heard Tommy say "What, you're home for barely a day and you're already leaving again?"
"Not that far. Just to an apartment with a very special girl." Oliver said.
"So Laurel's actually giving you a drawer? Now I'm even more jealous." Tommy said.
"Excuse me? Why exactly would it make you feel jealous?" Oliver asked.
"No reason, bye." Tommy said quickly.
"Not so fast. What did you mean?" Oliver asked.
"Okay, so after your funeral, Laurel took a downward spiral quickly. One night I found her alone in a bar, drunk off her ass, so I drove her home and well, I think you can guess what happened from there." Tommy said.
"So you and Laurel slept together and you didn't even have the courage to tell me. I had a right to know." Oliver said.
"Just like how we have a right to know what happened to you on that island?" Tommy asked.
"That's different. That is something that changed me in ways you can't even begin to imagine that haunts me every time I close my eyes. But while I don't mind the fact that you and Laurel slept together, whether she was drunk or not, one of you should've told me sooner." Oliver asked as Laurel entered the room.
"Tell you what?" Laurel asked.
"That you and Tommy slept together." Oliver said and Laurel glared at Tommy.
"Tommy, I thought I told you that I wanted to tell him." Laurel said.
"It slipped out." Tommy said.
"Laurel, I understand that you were grieving and thought I was dead. I'm not mad that you slept with Tommy, no matter how many times you did, since I think all 3 of us know that you're not just a one-night stand type of girl." Oliver said.
"You're not?" Laurel asked hopefully.
"No, but I am mad that you didn't tell me sooner." Oliver said, deflating her hopes.
"It's not like you were the most honest guy in our relationship." Laurel countered.
"I know that I wasn't the best person to be in a relationship with, but I was willing to be better. Laurel, were you ever really going to tell me?" Oliver asked.
"Yes, of course I was. I just wanted to give you some time to adjust to being back before I told you." Laurel said.
"You should've told me when we talked about The things I told you " Oliver said.
"I know, but I was just so happy and I got caught up in the moment and I forgot. I'm sorry Ollie." Laurel said.
"I'm gonna go for a drive alone, try to clear my head." Oliver said as he headed out.
Oliver had just come up from the Foundry when some thugs jumped him and knocked him out.
When he came to, he found himself tied to a chair with a hood over his head, which was quickly removed to reveal blinding light, causing Oliver to have to squint to see as his eyes adjusted.
"Not even back 2 days yet and I'm being kidnapped." He said sarcastically as one of his captors zapped him with a taser, something he was aware of, not from his time away, but from the last time Laurel's dad caught him in her room.
"Enough pretty boy. So, we've got some questions for you and you're going to answer them, got it?" The thug who was obviously the leader asked.
Oliver simply spat in his face, which earned him another zap.
"First question, did your father survive the accident?" the same thug asked.
Oliver didn't say anything.
"Do you not understand how this works boy? Did your father say anything to you?" the leader asked again.
"Yes." Oliver said.
"What did he say?" the leader asked as he and his thugs all leaned in to hear.
"He told me I was going to kill all of you and you what, he was right." Oliver said.
All of the masked men laughed and one of them said "Are you delusional or something? You're tied."
Oliver simply lifted his now free arms and said "Not anymore."
Before they could react, he went into motion. He ducked a punch from his interrogator, and then flipped the chair up to block a second. He reversed the chair, sending the hard edge of the seat into the chest of the second man, then ripped out of back seat posts and spun around, staking the interrogator in the heart. For good measure, he brought the Taser up and shocked him under his jaw, sending him to the floor. He grabbed the second man and swung him around in front of his as a shield, just as the third man fired. The bullets hit the second guy in the chest killing him. Seeing that, the third bolted from the room.
However, Oliver ran after him and quickly stopped him.
"You killed those men." the man said to him.
"You don't have to do this." the man said.
"Yes I do. No one can know my secret." Oliver said as he snapped the man's neck.
As Laurel was entering the Queen Mansion, she found that her father was now leaving it.
"Laurel." Quentin said.
"How is he dad?" Laurel asked.
"Black eye, maybe a few busted ribs, but all-in-all, not horrible." Quentin said.
"I guess that after 5 years on an island, a kidnapping is just a run of the mill day." Quentin snarked.
Laurel glared at her Father before saying "Dad He has Grown up , now you need to grow up and do your job properly. Did he have any information about his abductors?"
"I am sorry Laurel, and you know we can't disclose that kind of information, even to a lawyer." Quentin said regretfully.
Laurel nodded in understanding as her father kissed her cheek before he left and she headed into the house.
"Oliver." Laurel said, hugging him.
"Hey, I'm fine." Oliver assured her as he hugged her.
"You should never have been in that area alone. What were you even doing down there?" Laurel asked.
"It turns out it took a drive all the way down to my father's old steel factory for me to clear my head." Oliver said.
"And?" Laurel asked.
"And I realized that no matter what happens, I want to have you by my side." Oliver said.
"So does that mean you still want to move in with me?" Laurel asked hopefully.
"Yes. I actually don't think I ever said I didn't I just said I needed to clear my head. Especially since you pointed out that I wasn't exactly the best boyfriend to you." Oliver said.
Laurel smiled as they kissed.
"So what was the real reason you were at the Foundry alone ?" Laurel asked.
"I'll tell you later when there aren't as many prying eyes and listening ears around." Oliver promised her and Laurel nodded.
"I guess we should finish packing, since while I got most of my stuff packed before Tommy dropped that bomb on me, but I still have a few things left in my old room I need to do. Want to help?" Oliver asked her.
"Is that really your way of subtly asking me to have sex?" Laurel asked with a smile.
"Well, technically we did just finish having a fight, so make up sex would not be inappropriate." Oliver said.
"Works for me. Besides, this will probably be our last chance to do anything like that here until you inherit this place." Laurel said.
"Yeah, so let's go." Oliver said
Laurel just smiled as they got up and headed upstairs.
That night, Oliver and Laurel had just finally finished getting all of Oliver's stuff unloaded into Laurel's apartment.
"Hey, what exactly is in here?" Laurel asked, referring to the crate with the chinese writing on it.
"I'll show you." Oliver said as he opened the container and revealed that it contained a rock, a small black leather book, and a green suit.
"Where did you get these?" Laurel asked as she held up the book.
"I pulled that book from my father's corpse." Oliver said.
"What? I thought you said your father died when the Gambit went down?" Laurel asked.
Cliffhanger Lmao Finally The Canary's Heart is Back Hope you enjoyed this chapter I had a lot of fun writing this one I was going to put an actual sex I. here for the make up sex but I am going to wait till next chapter for a very spicy Sex scene.
Stay tuned for the next chapter.
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