Phoenix Rising

Chapter 3

******** Olivia ********

I was beginning to feel human again, the desire to actually have fun starting to show itself once in a while. My mother had been calling me for weeks, but I just hadn’t had the capability to answer her. I couldn’t answer the questions, honestly, some days I couldn’t even get myself out of bed. Her name flashed across my screen. I was scared to answer it, she was going to be so mad. But I pressed the green button. 

“Hi.” I said, quietly, cautiously. 

“Baby!” She said, she sounded sad. 

“Hi momma. I’m sorry I haven’t answered your calls.” I said. Hoping, praying she would forgive me. 

“Oh baby, just as long as you're ok. That’s all that matters to me.” She said. 

“I’m going to be.” I said to her. I was sure about it too. I was going to be ok. 

“Are you looking after yourself?” She asked. I was quiet for a minute. 

“I wasn’t. But Liam has gotten me to go to a counsellor. Dr. Porter. He’s helping me. I’m starting to feel like I’m alive again.” I said. 

“I’m glad baby. I wish you would have called me.” She said. I felt sad, I should have called her. 

“I know mom. I wish I would have too. There were days though, sometimes I couldn’t even shower, or eat. I was just a ball of pain.” I said sadly. 

“I know baby.” She said. What does that mean? I wondered. 

“I had four miscarriages before I had Heather.” She said sadly. What? She hadn’t ever told me. Was that why we had so many problems. Was she emotional because of that. 

“Mom I’m so sorry.” I said, I was so sad suddenly. 

“It’s ok baby. One day at a time. Now I have Heather and you and I’m so happy.” She said. I smiled softly. 

“So… the wedding?” She asked. I smiled, I had just started thinking about it again. It made me happy to think about the future. 

“I’ve started thinking about it.” I said. 

“Oh good honey. It’s good to have something to look forward to.” She said. 

“I’m thinking I might want to do a destination.” I said, I hadn’t ran this past Liam yet. I would need to make sure he wanted to. 

“Oh really? That sounds fun.” She said happily. 

“Well it’s cheaper, I don’t want a big wedding and I haven’t ever been to the carribean.” I said. 

“I just need to talk to Liam about it.” I said. 

“When were you thinking of this?” She asked. 

“I don’t know.” I answered her. I really didn’t know. Maybe I should wait until I graduate? Maybe we should just get married? This was new to my brain. 

“You're the first person I’ve told.” I said to her. Wanting to give her something that the two of us would share. 

“That’s exciting. I would love to help you plan it. Why don’t you start a pinterest board and add me to it?” She said. That would be ok. Then I could add the girls too. 

“Ok, I’ll do that.” I said happily. 

“I have to go though momma. It’s the orientation at the university. I have to get up there.” I said. 

“Ok Olivia, you have a good day baby girl.” She said. I hung up feeling very chipper. Liam had been gone for a few hours already. I would ride up to the university with him some days. But I didn’t have to be there until two. Peyton and Norra didn’t have to go. They weren’t new students. So I was on my own. I drove my little red car quickly up the highway. Pulling into the parking lot of the University. I followed the new student signs to where the crowd was. There was a table for me to sign up at. 

“Afternoon!” The blonde girl sitting there said to me. 

“Hi.” I replied. 

“Name?” She asked me. Still super happy. 

“Olivia, Dawson.” I said. She scrolled through the list. 

“Perfect, please sign this that you got your bag.” She said, handing me the clipboard and a small bag. I signed and took it. Inside was a map of the school, my class list, my locker number and combo and a water bottle. I found a seat in the stadium. Students filed in, each finding themselves a place to sit. A young smiling girl sat next to me and introduced herself. 

“Hi! I’m Holly.” She said happily. 

“Olivia.” I said shaking her hand. 

“You’re a freshman?” She asked. I shook my head. 

“No Sophomore, I’m just transferring from Berkley.” I said. 

“Wow, why would you want to transfer from there?” She asked me. 

“I moved in with my fiance.” I said happily. She smiled. 

“Oh that’s exciting!” She said. It really was wasn’t it. 

“What’s your major?” She asked me. 

“Pre-med right now. I'm going into veterinary science though and you?” I asked her. 

“Pre - law and then law.” She said happily. 

“Oh wow! That sounds like a lot of work.” I said. She smiled, 

“Can’t be anymore than veterinary sciences.” She said. touche , touche I thought to myself. The dean walked out onto the stage then and began listing the rules of the campus to us. I, however, didn’t hear a word he was saying. My eyes were locked with a handsome man who had just entered the building. His rippling muscles showing through a camo tank top. Two dog tags dangling from his neck. He smiled at me and licked his lips. Damn. How can anyone be so beautiful? I thought to myself. 

“Holy, you see those soldiers over there?” Holly asked me. 

“Marines.” I answered. 

“What?” She asked. I smiled. 

“Their Marines, not soldiers.” I said. She looked at me for a minute. 

“How do you know?” She asked. I giggled. 

“Well you see the super sexy one looking over here?” I said. 

“Sure do, damn.” She said. 

“That’s my fiance.” I said happily. I blew him a kiss. He smiled and caught it. 

“Oh wow.” She said. I broke his gaze. Giggling at her. 

“Right?” I said leaning in. We giggled together. When the presentation was over I walked around campus with Holly. We found our classrooms and our lockers. 

“It was super great meeting you!” I said to her at the end of the day. 

“You too!” She said happily. 

“We should exchange phone numbers. We can grab lunch sometime.” I said. She nodded and typed her number into my phone. 

“Have a great day!” She called over her shoulder. I smiled and headed to my car. When I got there Liam was sitting on the hood. 

“Good afternoon miss.” He said as I walked up. 

“Can I help you?” I asked. 

“Well, I was looking for a beautiful lady that I could take home and make love to.” He said chuckling. 

“Oh, I think you’re in the wrong state. They have those in Nevada.” I said, giggling. 

“Oh so funny Miss Dawson.” He said. Pulling me in for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck. 

“I think we need to start talking about when I’ll become Mrs. Wilson.” I said. He raised his sunglasses to look me in the eyes. 

“Really?” He asked. I nodded in reply. He kissed me again. 

“That would be really good. My mother’s been asking.” He said. I smiled. 

“Thank you for giving me time to heal.” I said quietly. He kissed me again. 

“Of course love, anything you need. Now let’s go home. I need to bury myself in you.” He said. I handed him my keys and hopped in the passenger side. He sped home. 

“Are you in a hurry?” I asked him. 

“Yup, I’ve been needing you all day.” He said kissing my hand. I smiled. I loved that he needed me. When we got home I expected him to take me as soon as we walked in the door. But he led me upstairs to the bathroom, closing the door behind us and turning on the shower. He pulled his shirt over his head. His chest was hard and covered with dark chest hair. His arms, muscled and solid, his stomach rippled like a washboard. I ran my fingers through his soft chest hair. He smiled. Pulling my shirt over my head. I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and slid his zipper down while he unsnapped my bra, freeing my breasts. When I slid his pants down his erection sprung, rigid from a soft mound of pubic hair. I looked at his engorged erection happily. 

“You see something you like?” He asked me. I smiled. 

“Oh, do I ever.” I said happily. Sliding my pants off my hips. Dropping them to the floor. He stepped into the shower, pulling me with him. Hot water streamed down his body. He pulled me tightly into him, encircling me with his arms. I felt the probe of his erection against my belly. His right hand rubbed down over my mound, parting my lips and sliding into me. I moaned and rocked my hands into him. He pulled his mouth from mine and ran his lips along my n*****s. Finally pulling one into his mouth. He slid his finger from me. Running his hands along my buttocks. Gripping them tightly he lifted me up and in one swift move he impaled me on his erection. Sliding himself deeply into me. My legs wrapped around his hips. My arms around his neck helped to hold me up. I groaned. He held still for a minute. Letting me adjust to the size of him. Then he began lifting me and dropping me back onto his manhood. I moved with his rhythm, up and down, up and down. His throbbing member gliding into me with each thrust. 

“Mmmmm!”  I groaned loudly. My hand curling into his hair. I came quickly, 

“Liam!” I cried, my body tightening around him. 

“Oh Liam!” I cried again. I didn’t think it was possible but he thrust himself deeper into my tunnel. Faster, harder. Pounding himself into me. I felt him contract inside me when he came. His fingers digging into my flesh. 

“Olivia!” He cried, his body trembling from his orgasm. He held me close for a minute. Then he lifted me off of him and set me down. Kissing me softly on the mouth. 

“Damn, Miss Dawson. I think I better keep you.” He said.