Chapter 32- I'm Just A Call Away

Today was the day, I was supposed to be married, seven years ago. Today I just wanted to sit at home by myself. So, Rhea and Sameer decided to go out to give me some space.

Apparently today was also my birthday. One of the many reasons why I hate my birthday is because it reminds me of Richard. I never celebrate my birthday and not many people know about it either.

"This is the fifth time you threw up, are you sure you want us to leave?" Rhea exclaimed and I sighed.

"Yes, I'm sure," I replied back.

"No, don't leave her. She obviously doesn't feel good," Chase said on the phone which I had on speaker.

"Chase I'm fine. Rhea you can go," I replied back and chase sighed in return.

"I'm just a call away," he slowly spoke after a while and I smiled whereas Rhea winked at me. "I know you're smiling and I wish I could see you."

"You're not coming Chase, I'm fine," I replied back and Rhea chuckled. "Bye."

"Bye," he replied back and I cut the call.

"Are you preggo?" Rhea whispered in my ear and I choked on air.

"Oh my god Rhea," I almost shouted.

"Haha, I knew it," she said half screaming.

"No Rhea, I'm not," I replied back and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah whatever you say. We will be back by 8," Rhea replied as she took her purse.

"8?" I asked and she nodded.

"Babe, it's already seven thirty. What will we do for half hour?" Sameer asked and she smiled at him.

"Oh my god Sam, we will go out of the house and sit in the car for a while and come back inside. She only wanted space for a while," she stated, emphasizing on the words 'for a while.'

"Oh god," I laughed and she joined me.

"Just kidding," she said in singsong. "We will be back when you want us. Call me if anything happens."

"Gotcha," I replied and she pulled me into a hug.

"I'll miss you," she replied as Sameer started dragging her out.

"I will miss you too," I replied back.

"I will more," she replied as Sameer opened the door.

"Okay," I chuckled and closed the door behind them.

I quickly walked over to the kitchen and started baking cookies. Whenever I am tense or nervous, I eat cookies. A lot of them.

I took out some flour and a bowl. I added water into the dough and started putting them on a dish so I could bake them. I shaped the cookies as small rounded balls.

Yesterday was super awkward. I don't know why Richard was bringing everything up. I think he doesn't know that I have changed a lot since I broke up with him.

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As I ate the cookies, I turned the Television on. Twilight was playing and I started watching it. Suddenly someone knocked on the door and I jumped on my seat.

"Oh god," I breathed out and looked at the clock and it was 9.

I stood up and walked to the door thinking about how fast time passed since Rhea left. She knocked on the door again.

"Coming," I replied, walking impatiently to the door.

Just as I opened the door, It wasn't Rhea who appeared. It was someone else who I didn't plan to see at all.

It was Richard.

His eyes scanned the house and then thy fell on me. A smirk slowly forming on his lips. "Hey," he chirped.

Just looking at him brought those terrible memories back. Memories of him hitting me. Memories of him hurting me. The dark memories which I tried to bury deep under my past, bounced back.

Why was he here?

My body didn't stop trembling and I kept my distance. Even though it has been 7 years, I am still scared of what he might do. He is not trustworthy.

Without thinking about the past, I tried to examine him and his background. I saw a black Ferrari parked outside my house and he stood in front of me with a box which looked like some kind of a gift.

"What do you want Richard?" I asked him who figured that I was alone in the house.

"I'm here to give you something," he replied as he extended the box towards me.

"I don't want it," I replied, closing the door but he pushed it open with his other arm.

"C'mon Olive, at least invite me in," he spoke slowly and I didn't budge.

"You're going to be invited over my dead body. I'm going to ask for the last time, what do you want?" I asked as I slowly started to close the door.

"Dad wanted me to give you this. Happy birthday," he replied back and smiled.

"He didn't tell me anything about it," I replied back, my eyebrows furrowed in question.

"It was a surprise," he replied back quickly.

I slowly took the box and started to close the door. "Thank you."

Suddenly he pushed it open again and I groaned. "What now?"

"It's my favorite Oreo cake," he replied and I just looked at him with confusion. "Can I also eat some?"

I opened the box and handed it over to him. "You can have it."

"No. No. Olive, I just want a bite," he replied back.

I don't know if I should let him in or not. While my mind was debating, he just walked in and sat on the kitchen counter.

"What do you think you're doing?" I said, closing the door behind me and walked over to the kitchen.

"Grabbing a spoon so I can eat," he replied back, taking a spoon in his hand.

Without talking to him, I opened the box and took the cake out. I remembered that I didn't wish dad so I took my phone out and Richard got off the counter.

"Who are you calling?" He asked.

"Dad. I wanted to thank him," I replied back and turned the phone on.

"There's no need. He already wished you and your gift is arriving like every year," he smiled and took my phone away.

I tried to eat it back but he kept raising it higher. "Give it back."

"How will you call? You don't even have his number," he asked and I realized that's true. I didn't have his number.

"Look, I don't even want to argue with you. Just take a bite and leave," I replied back and cut him a piece of cake.

He takes it and just stares at me. "What now?"

"Why don't you eat your piece?" He asked and I scoffed.

"Okay, let's make this clear. We are not having food together. You wanted the cake and now you have it. So, eat it and leave," I stated, lookin at the clock.

Rhea and Sameer would be back anytime soon. Him being here messes everything up. I don't want them thinking that I still have feeling for him. I didn't even invite him over.

How does he even know where I live?

Without thinking about anything else I did what he asked. I took a bite of the cake and he smiled at me.

This cake was truly delicious.

I couldn't hold myself back from eating the whole piece and took some more.

He didn't eat his piece but he kept looking at me. His lips slowly formed into a smirk when he saw me close my eyes.

A sudden rush of intoxication rushed inside my body. My surroundings started moving and my vision started to blurry. My hands quickly held onto my head and I closed my eyes shut.

It seemed like I was drugged. But how?

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Richard, who stood up and threw the cake in the garbage.

"What are you doing?" I asked but my voice started to slur. Nothing seemed normal. Everything was blurry and my head started hurting really bad.

"Olive, you shouldn't have came back. You know I actually did move on from you but here you are again, in front of me."

I couldn't truly understand what he was saying but I stood up and turned to leave. He quickly swung me around by my arm.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked and pushed my on the couch.

I fell on the couch and my back started hurting. The wooden part hurt my back and I winced. I saw Richard who took a seat next to me and he caressed my cheeks.

I was too tired to even move. Defeated, I laid down, not doing anything. Something inside me knew this would happen if I let Richard in.

I knew this was a mistake. He would never come if he didn't get something out of this.

What would I tell chase? What would he think of me? I don't want him to hate me. He is the only one who made me feel good about being myself.

Richard always gets what he wants. I want to remove the smirk off his face so bad but I couldn't even move anymore.

He smiled and tore the side of my shirt, messed up my hair and then messed his own. Slowly he unbuttoned his shirt and I closed my eyes as a single tear rolled down my cheek.

He pressed his lips on mine forcefully and my lipstick got stuck to his lips and the side of his mouth.

Suddenly someone opened the door. "Olive," was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

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Hey there, I'm here with another update for you guys. I don't know why but I love writing for you guys. I know I'm off my writing schedule so now I will update monthly.

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