Chapter Seven
1672 Words
Cathie's P.O.V
I got halfway down the street and realised I should probably text Ollie and see if he was free before I just turn up to his house again. Taking my phone out, I quickily sent a message, and not even a minute later, He called me in a panic;
'Is everything ok? Johnny didn't do anything when you got home did he?' Hearing his voice instantly made me feel better.
'She's pregnant'. It was all I could say. If I said any more, I'd just burst into tears.
'Who?!'
'My mum'. As predicted, My voice cracked, and tears started to stream down my face. Ollie sighed on the other end of the phone, Not in an annoyed way more of a ''Oh god'' sort of way.
'Where are you?'
'I-I'm by the shops of 9th'.
'Stay there, I'll be right there'. Hanging up, I let out a small sigh and sat down on the shop wall, Waiting.
The evenings were getting colder, but thank god it wasn't raining, I didn't have to wait long for Ollie, and soon enough, the familiar Red SUV pulled up on the side of the road. Jumping down off the wall, I hurried over and climbed in. Letting the warm car air hit me.
'Hey, are you ok?' I could tell he was trying really hard not to say anything that would upset me.
'Hey'. I didn't answer his question, it was clear I wasn't ok. 'I'm sorry if you were busy'.
'I wasn't busy, and even if I was, You're way more important' Aww, that was sweet, 'I just can't believe Johnny was so f*****g stupid and selfish.'
'I know'.
'He should have been more careful!'
'I know' I repeated. I didn't want to talk about it.
'Are you sure there isn't anything else on your mind?' Yes
'No'
'You really sure?' No
'Yes'.
Sensing that I was in no mood to talk, He turned his attention back on the road and pulled away from the curb, heading in the direction completely opposite from his house.
'Where are we going?'
'Well, If we're going to have a night of movies to cheer you up, We're going to need Ice cream and tons of other unhealthy junk food aren't we?' His comment instantly cheered me up and a smile broke out on my face. He was just the sweetest!
I stole a look at him out of the corner of my eye. How was someone so kind and caring friends with an asshole of a human like Johnny, Let alone Best friends? It really confused me.
We arrived at the supermarket and left with plenty of junk food in record time, before returning back to Ollie's house.
The sky had turned black by the time we finally returned, As we pulled into the driveway, all the house lights came on, Reveling Missy's car. Well, This wasn't good. Turning the engine off. Ollie didn't get out right away, He just sighed and stressfully ran his fingers through his hair.
He was annoyed.
I felt a little awkward Like I shouldn't be there. If she was having an affair, then, Well.. they are bound to have an argument. Why was she even here?
Stepping through the front door, There were suitcases and bags all over the hallway, A few seconds later Missy appeared. That was my cue to vanish. Taking the shopping from Ollie, I shimmed around him and past her, Headed into the kitchen to give them some privacy.
'What the f**k are you doing here?' Even muffled by walls, I could still make out almost everything they were saying.
I heard her voice, but couldn't hear what she said, even though I didn't want to know.
'Well you ruined what we had when you laid on your back and opened your legs, now get the f**k out of my house, You're nothing but a common w***e'.
Even though she was the one who had the affair and I was just the mistress, It still felt like he was saying those things about me too.. and if he wasn't, Why not?
'Oliver, This is my home too!'
'Did you pay for it?' There was silence. 'No, I did, As I pay for everything else. Just get the f**k out and go back to that loser gardener you RUINED our marriage for!'
There was more arguing for a little while, So, Trying my best to ignore it, I pulled my phone out my pocket. Rolling my eyes when I saw all the missed calls and texts;
One Missed Call: Mum
One Missed Call: Mum
Mum: Cathie, please come home so we can talk about this x
Mum: Cath?
One Missed Call: Johnny
Johnny
Johnny
One Missed Call: Johnny
Johnny
I rolled my eyes at Johnny's messages and completely ignored them, Deciding it was best to reply to my mum's messages instead so she wouldn't worry;
Me: I'm staying at a friends house tonight. I don't want to talk about it. I'll start looking for somewhere else to live tomorrow. I can't stay there while you two have a child, Push me out and play happy families, just the three of you? No thanks. Goodbye.
Ok, Maybe that text got away from me a little bit, but it was true. The same thing happened to my dad. He met a new woman, Got married, had a baby of their own and suddenly I didn't matter anymore. I was completely abandoned by my father for his new baby. The same thing would happen with mum and Johnny.
The old memory stung, So, I turned off my phone and tried my best to just block out the memories.
Grabbing one of the cans of Soda out of the shopping bag, I sat down at the breakfast counter and took a small sip. It was already getting into the late evening, Past dinner time, Evident by my tummy growling.
'You hungry?' I jumped a little in surprise when Ollie suddenly spoke. I hadn't even heard him come into the room. Before I could answer, My stomach growled again, 'Take that as a yes. To be honest, I know we brought dinner, But, Do you just want to order a Chinese? I can't be arsed to cook'.
'Oh, god, Yes!' It had been forever since I had one.
While Ollie rung and ordered, I took the junk food into the front room and started looking for movies to watch. Some good old classic horrors will do nicely!
There was no sign of Missy or her bags, Thank god, She must have left.
'Right, Food will be here in 45, What are we watching until then?'
30 minutes into our chosen horror movie, And I was already hiding behind the sofa cushion. I LOVED scary movie's, but I was such a wimp. Ollie just sat there, Watching the whole thing, Not even jumping when the scary old woman appeared. My god, the man was made of stone.
'My god, I thought you were a scream queen'. Shooting him the dirtiest look I could, I just huffed and focused back on the TV, Trying to prove some sort of point, Actions that resulted in a quiet chuckle from Ollie.
'Oh shush you!'.
'Make me!'. I bit my lip for a second, Should I? Shouldn't I?
Oh, what the hell!
Moving quickily before he had time to react to what I was doing, I climbed onto his lap, Straddling him, and cupping his cheeks, I pulled his face to mine.
Kissing him hard and passionately.
He hesitated for a few minutes and doubt and worry started to creep into my mind, But, When I felt his hand's grip hold of my waist, Holding me to him.
Like an automatic response, I started raising my body, Up and down, Rubbing up and down on him slightly, Until I felt something hard between us. He had an erection. That only encouraged my want to rub up against him and see how far we could take it, Hopefully with no interruptions this time.
'Oh, God'. I was a little taken aback when I heard him moan against our kiss and pull me closer as I continued to grind against him. I could feel him growing harder. Wow.
I pulled away and looked at him, Smiling.
'You're such a little minx you know that?' I felt my face heat up and coyly buried my head in his neck, Attacking him with kisses and sucks and nibbles.
'Shall I stop?' I paused for a moment, But he took over and started rubbing up against me.
'Don't you dare!'
KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK
Growling annoyed, I climbed off his lap. I suppose its dinner time, But f*****g hell, Has there ever been a worse moment for a bloody take-away man to arrive!
Putting all the food out on the table, I went and sat down at the table opposite Ollie's chair.
'Do you want a drink with dinner?'
'Ooo, Yes please'. Just hurry up, I was starving, I need food. Now!
'Vodka, Whiskey...I might even be able to whip up a cocktail. s*x on the beach, You're favourite'. s**t.
'Oh, No thanks, I'm not really feeling alcohol at the moment, Can I have a Pepsi?'
'Yeah sure'. Grabbing me a can, and pouring himself a drink, He came and sat down and we dug in. 'You sure you don't want something stronger? You've had a very stressful day'.
'N-No, I'm good thanks'. Holding up my drink as if to say ''This is enough, thanks''. I filled my mouth with some chips. God, it tasted so good.
'Besides...There are other ways to get rid of tension and stress you know'. Looking up at me, I just gave him a cheeky grin before I looked away again.
You could cut the s****l tension with a knife, Damn!
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