Your Pain Is My Comfort

Trip Part 5

Victoria. Why didn't I think of that? I mean, I'm so used to calling her Venessa it kind of just stuck with me. But Victoria. That just fits her perfectly. It's elegant. Perfect. But it's not that. It's the fact that she told me.

I mean, that shouldn't really mean anything. Should it? She's never told anyone, or so she says. She's lied to me before, what's stopping her from doing it now? I am so damn gullible. A pretty woman, with a pretty face, with a sense of authority, she's composed, she knows what she wants and she takes it. How could I not fall for it? Clearly many people have.

And while we're on the topic, she has slept with countless people as far as I know. She's experienced in every way...hold up...why am I thinking about that? She's...I don't...nothing. She has a p***s.

That thought immediately came to mind causing me to choke on my water.

I never really thought about it seeing as I didn't really see her that way, or at least not that much. I was sitting in the back of the living room with a glass of water. I'm not really much of an alcohol drinker, plus I would like to stay sober for the time being. Everyone was still talking to one another. I do think that we're about to start.

Although, I'm pretty sure the funeral won't begin till tomorrow. Why the hell am I here again? Oh yeah, a very hot woman lured me here to brag to her sister who just so happens to also be hot. And my therapist.

But out of everything that has happened, the only question that lingered in my head was, did Veronica actually like me, or was she just using me?

The emotions and feelings that were running through my veins about Venessa-well Victoria, telling me her name, over clouded the hurt and pain I was feeling from Veronica.

I felt someone staring at me making me look around. I had changed my shirt, hoping to stop the eyes from following me.

My eyes stopped one I found the source. Veronica was staring at me from across the room. I couldn't really read the look on her face but nevertheless, I didn't want her looking at me. The only reason why I'm still here is because I don't have a ride home. And I don't have the money on me for a plane ticket.

I got up out of my seat and started walking around. The sun was at its highest making it hot as hell. I wanted it to be night, then I could just go to lay down. I like to procrastinate by sleeping.

Apparently that's called depression.

I tried to avoid being seen. I wasn't exactly in the mood to talk to anyone. I doubt anyone would come up to me though. These people probably haven't seen one another in ages. None of them would even bother to look at me twice now that I blend in.

I made my way outside, in the back, where there were fewer people. I wonder what their parents do. Probably retired surgeons or something. Maybe their a doctor family and Victoria took a different route. I mean, she's still a doctor of some sort.

Speaking of. My eyes found her and she was standing next to a woman. A very tall, dominant woman. I didn't think it was possible to see someone more fearsome than Victoria, but hell.

The woman said something causing both her and Victoria to laugh. Something inside me lit up as I watched them. I've never seen her laugh like that. Genuinely laugh. I don't know whether it was because I've never seen her laugh like that or if it was a touch of jealousy that struck down on me. Either way, I didn't like it.

Something took over me as I walked over to them. My brain was screaming stop and turn away, but my feet weren't listening. I knew whatever was about to happen was going to be embarrassing at the end but to hell with it.

As soon as I was near her, as if my brain couldn't be more stupid, I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my nose into her shoulder.

She slightly stiffened until she looked down at me. It was quiet for a second giving me enough time to realize what I'm doing. What the f**k and I doing?!!

That doubt subsided though once I felt her arm wrap around my shoulder. A small smile formed on my lips as she took the glass of water out of my hand. "How come you're not drinking?" She asked as she sat my glass down on the table.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm tired," she hummed in response as if she knew I was lying.

"Vivian does this when she doesn't want me talking to someone. It's cute when they get jealous," the woman said.

"I'm not jealous. There's no need to be jealous," I said in a snarky tone as I looked at the woman. Immediately though I backed down as she stared me down. I could see she was a woman of power, anger even. That anger has subsided though. But it was still there.

"You're right. V isn't interested in women like me," the woman looked me up and down with a grin. "She's interested in pathetic little girls who can't say speak up for themselves,"

I pushed away from Victoria. "Excuse me," the woman started to slightly chuckle.

"Well hell, you might have a little fire in you," she looked me over once more. "Or have you had enough sessions with Dr. Morgan?-"

"You know what-" I started to leap towards the woman but Victoria grabbed my wrist.

"I think that's enough for today. Scarlett, I would appreciate if you would stop playing your mind games for five f*****g seconds," the woman, Scarlett, shrugged her shoulders with a smile.

"How else am I supposed to get to know her? You only truly know a person once you see them angry," I have no doubt, veins were popping out of my head. My blood was boiling and I wanted to knock the s**t out of this woman.

"I will see you tomorrow. I really do appreciate you coming though. I've missed seeing you," Scarlett nodded her head. Victoria let go of my wrist and embraced her into a hug. I was glaring at both of them the entire time. Once they pulled back, Scarlett smirked and winked at me then walked away. "She is happily married with two kids and another on the way-"

"And why do I get the feeling she wouldn't be the first woman you slept with who was married," I said without looking at her. She lightly sighed in response because she knew I was right.

"I've never slept with her. She's not my type-"

"And I am?" I turned to look at her. I know she stutters on her words in her head but I couldn't care less at the moment. "Am I your type? Helpless, needy, pathetic? Because if that's what you think of me-"

"I don't-"

"Then what the f**k do you want from me?!" I could sense people turn their heads to look at us but I didn't care. I watched as she swallowed the lump in the back of her throat and looked around.

"Can we please not do this here?" she whispered as she continued to look everywhere but at me.

"Why are you like this?" I asked. After a few seconds she finally looked down at me. "Everywhere I go, people tell me how terrible you are. How heartless and cruel, and just a b***h you are in every spectrum. But when I'm around, your not like that. I can see, right now, how scared you are. And maybe it's just me. Maybe I see more to you than others. And I know I sound like a f*****g pick me girl right now, but, why are you like this with me?"

She didn't say anything. She didn't respond. And she didn't want to. She wasn't thinking about it. Nor was she debating with herself if she should answer. Because she already knew the answer.

"Because that's just the way she is," I turned around to see Veronica standing there with her arms crossed, staring at Victoria. "She doesn't care for anyone but herself, and I don't know how many times I have to tell you that Olivia," she turned her head to look at me. "I hurt you, and I take full responsibility for that. I won't stand here and lie and say that I'm sorry for what I did because I already had my intentions set from the moment I saw you walk out of her office. But I am sorry that I hurt you. You didn't deserve that. You are a very charismatic and intelligent young woman and I applaud you for that. But you're gullible. You want someone to love you so bad that you fall into a trap that you personally watched be set up. And if it wasn't for that-"

Before she could even finish her sentence, Victoria grabbed her by her shirt and punched her dead in the face.

A gasp left everyone's mouth, including mine, as Veronica fell to the ground.

Victoria got on top of her and started punching her. Every time Victoria's fist clashed with Veronica's face someone gasped.

I stood there in shock not knowing what to do. About six different people ran towards them, trying to pull Victoria up but she wouldn't budge.

It wasn't until I started seeing blood that my brain snapped into place.

They finally pulled Victoria off Veronica but she was still fighting against them. Two people helped Veronica off the ground and she had blood all over her face.

Victoria elbowed someone in the nose causing them to let go of her, which was enough to set herself free from everyone else's grip. She started to charge towards Veronica again. "Victoria stop!" I yelled as I grabbed her arm. I understand being pissed at someone and punching them. But by the look in her eyes, she wanted to kill her sister. "You need to stop. This has gone too far," I gritted through my teeth as I put my hand on her chest, as if I could actually stop her from hurting Veronica any more. "You've done enough," her eyes were still fixated on Veronica. I grabbed her chin and made her look at me. "Vic. Let's go,"

My words seemed to have an effect on her as her breathing started to slow. She scoffed and started to angrily chuckle as she turned and walked away. "You told her your name?" Veronica said. Vic turned back around to look at Veronica. Everyone was now looking between the three of us.

Victoria and Veronica seemed to have some type of nonverbal communication as Veronica's eyes got big. "Oh," was all she said.

I looked over at Vic as she looked at me.

And it was at that moment that I realized that all these mixed feelings I've been having towards her, and how she's constantly been on my mind. It wasn't all one sided.