Missing Him
1179 Words
Olivia
It had been 2 weeks since I last saw that as*hol who lived in my head rent-free. I missed him, but I had other things on my plate.
Like my brother being spotted in town.
Whiz had been watching street cams and looking into his financial records. He had made his way to town with a small group of goons. Hatchet had assured me I'd be safe. I doubted he knew I was camped out with the MC, but the thought of putting any of them in danger made me sick to my stomach.
My time mostly consisted of continuing my online classes and watching Valentina. I loved giving Yelena and Whiz time with each other alone. They were so good together. I envied what they had. But unfortunately, that would never be me.
After Ivan, I was certain I could never open my cold de*d heart to anyone.
Whiz must have let Ivan in on the spotting of my brother Luis because he had been coming around a lot more. And every time he did, I would either hide in my room, or ignore him and clean the kitchen.
But I always felt him watching. The unmistakable burn of his eyes on my back. I tried to ignore it, but it was hard when a 6'5" man was lingering around you.
I had started to talk to Clown more, but totally as a friend. He was fun to talk to. And he had a thing with one of the club girls that was a little more serious than a good lay. But he was comforting. In a way that gave me a man's perspective. He had assured me it wasn't my issue, that I was a catch and Ivan had just been single and floating from bed to bed for too long. And he was right. He clearly wasn't ready to settle down, and I should have seen the red flags from a mile away. And frankly, I wasn't ready to settle down either. Things are too dangerous and unsure right now.
Tonight a party was in full swing at the MC. I loved the parties here. They were crazy but in a good way. We all got to relax and enjoy a night without any drama. Well, most of the time.
I was having a blast dancing with Clown. He was terrible at it, but it was still fun. Suddenly he stopped. His eyes widened and smiled down at me, kissing my forehead and walking away.
What the he*l? That was the strangest interaction I've ever had.
And then I felt it. Fu*king Ivan. I wish he would stop scaring Clown off every time we hung out. Also, he wasn't my keeper nor my partner.
I turned around glaring at him. Da*n him. Looking fine as he*l in his st*pid blue jeans and st*pid button up. Who does he think he is looking so good?
Ivan
Every time I went to the MC to meet with Whiz, I searched for her. Even if I could just catch her smell I'd be happy. It had been a miserable two weeks. I was barely eating, and my sleep consisted of drunken stupors. I fu*king missed her, and wished that I could explain myself to her.
I had come to the MC party with one goal in mind. Get Olivia back. I was not above kidnapping her again. So I searched for her and found her.
With fu*king Clown.
I don't know what was going on between them, but I didn't like it. At all. They were close, too close.
But when I approached them, fu*king dancing, I was surprised. Clown smiled at me, kissed her head and walked away. What the he*l?
She turned around, and if looks could kill I'd combust right then and there.
She looked so beautiful. Her highlights were now a deep shade of red. She was wearing a jean skirt and white low-cut T-shirt. I wanted to bury my face between her t*ts.
We just stared at each other, the chaos continuing around us. I finally stepped closer and swept my knuckles across her cheek. Her eyes shined. Was she going to cry?
She turned around and high tailed it towards the back door.
And I followed. Like the lapdog I was.
I finally found her at the far corner of the compound yard. She was facing away from me, shoulders shaking. I wrapped my arms around her. She flinched but let me.
"I want to be mad at you. But I shouldn't. We aren't together. We weren't together. We never will be."
My heart shattered. No. That wasn't true.
"Will you please let me explain what happened? I know how it looked. I really do. But if you would listen I can explain."
She sighed, but nodded.
Thank fu*k.
So I explained it. Every detail. Including sending Veronica's a*s far far away.
I couldn't tell what she was thinking. Her face was completely blank. And that scared me.
Sh*t.
Olivia
I wasn't sure if he was telling the truth. The story did sound plausible. But then again, on the other hand, he made me weak and I wasn't sure if I just missed him so much I'd believe anything. I didn't want to be used. Or lied to. Or humiliated.
He must have seen the wheels turning.
"Princess. Please say something. Put me out of my misery."
I formed a plan in my head. If he was serious about me, he would agree.
"One more chance, Ivan. And if you are serious about this, about us, you'll agree."
"Fu*k anything princess. If you want to put me on a leash and walk me around the clubhouse, I'll do it. Anything for you."
Hmm interesting. I could do a lot of things to get back at him. But if he was telling the truth, that would be wrong.
"Fine. We do this slowly. Date. And no s*x. Not until I'm ready."
His eyes widened but he nodded.
"Alright then. I have a new number. Give me your phone."
His face changed to an annoyed one. "Ya, I noticed you changed it. When I tried to call and beg."
"Don't blame me, you're the one who had a pu*sy in your face. Also, I would have just blocked you anyways."
He groaned. "Alright alright. I get it. Speaking of, what's going on between you and Clown? Do I need to break his legs?"
I smirked. "Jealous? Doesn't feel good, does it? And nothing is going on. He's a good friend. He's been there for me. And he's got a thing with Tawna."
He looked relieved. "Alright. Make sure he knows that your boyfriend would like him to keep his hands to himself and avoid touching my girl."
"Don't get ahead of yourself big boy. We aren't together yet. So, for now, I'm free to date whoever. And you can, too." And with that I smiled and walked away. I could almost feel the rage vibrating off of him as I walked away.
Check mate.
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