AVA POV
"Morning, Guys" I said hello to everyone who was eating breakfast. "Ava," Ben screamed leaping from his high chair and sprinting towards me, bashing directly into my legs, earning a tiny giggle from me. I knelt down to take him up.
"Good morning, Ben. What are you having for breakfast?"
"Mrs Lopez prepared chocolate pancakes for me."
"Ben, honey, stop calling me Mrs Lopez and start calling me Grandma." Mom spoke out from the kitchen. Ben made a funny forgotten face and said, "Sorry, Grandma."
I followed him into the kitchen, glancing around but no one was talking. I understand why. I looked for her in her room and couldn't find her, assuming she was downstairs, but she is not here.
"Ben, honey, come here and finish your breakfast," Mom said, and I sat him down and walked over to the empty seat near Theo. He rose up as soon as I sat down, bringing his plate with him.
"Ma, I am not hungry anymore, so I am going to fix the Christmas tree in the room," he stated as he walked away. That is it; no more hugs for me, no good morning princess from dad, no head kiss from mum. They are angry, as is everyone else. I am pissed off after what I did last night. Itâit wasn't intentional, I am not sure what I was thinking or doing. I had no power over myself.
"Andrea, when is Olivia going to return?" Mom asked, "I am not sure; in fact, I am on my way to the station myself; they called me as well. But she insisted on going first to check if it was important; it turns out that it is, along with the FBI, now involved." She stated this after eating the last of the food on her table.
"Did she text you about what happened?" Olivia's mother inquired. She nodded her head, but she did not say anything since she could not say anything in front of Ben. Everyone was aware of this, and Ben had finished his meal.
"Ben honey, it is time for a bath; go to your room; I will be there in a minute." Mom stated this so Andrea could explain why.
"Umm, last night they found a girl's body," she explained, making everyone either gasp or get even more furious. These rogues are simply out of control. When her phone rang, she responded and hung up a few seconds later. "I am sorry, but I have to leave now.I shall see you all at night."
There was dead silence at the table when Andrea departed, mum went without saying anything or wishing me, dad stood up with Mr Miller, and the only ones remaining were Liam and Miss Campbell. Which made me feel worse considering what I did last night.
I plastered a fake smile on my face and then wished them a Merry Christmas, to which they answered with a smile. Nodding my head I rose up and walked away from the table, intending to clear my head and think straight. What I did was my fault. I should not have done it, but am I to fault for what she did? But, hey, I did apologize to her, so why not?
Olivia (POV)
"This case just keeps getting weirder," Sira muttered as she stood up and paced. Now how in the world do I tell them it's the Vampires doing.
"All right, guys, 30 minutes for lunch and then we will be back, let us go." Aiden said, We all nodded and rose up, grabbed our victim file report and went out of the room. I exhaled heavily as I sat down in my office chair, shutting my eyes. I stroked my fingers over my neck, recalling the events of the previous night.
Is she so angry with me that she wants to hurt me? But who am I to question wht she did to me looks small in comparison to what I did to her? Perhaps I deserve it for breaking Ava's trust. When I heard a knock on my door, I snapped out of my trance.
"In deep thought." Sira said as she walked in, I sat up and shook my head, a smile on my face. "Nope," I said, to which she simply hummed and sat in the chair across from me. "Not to be noisy, but did she forgive you?" she questioned. I just sat there staring at her. What should I say? No, she did not because she doesn't trust me with her life, or no, she did not because I attempted to murder her. Both are the worst-case situations, so I simply shook my head slightly.
"Oh, she is a tough one." I chuckled. "Yes she is, but I think I will just give up now." I said seriously to her.
She simply sat there staring at me. "No," she said firmly.
"Excuse me."
"I said no, do you love her?" I was taken aback by this question; there is no doubt in my mind that I love her. I shook my head accepting that yes I love her with all my heart.
"Then do not give up on her," she said, leaning forward on the table, and I tilted my head in confusion.
"Hear me out, my wife was my high school teacher, and I was her student. We used to hate each other, me being a troublesome youngster who was always looking for ways to anger her. Then one day I received an offer, or you might say a life turning moment in my life, to protect her by being near to her as an undercover agent. That day, I changed myself. It kind of hit me when I found out that my current wife's life was in danger, that someone wanted to kill her. I used to purposely get detention and stay for extra classes with her, although I really needed those classes to graduate because I was terrible at math."
"Mathematics is an enemy to all of us," I joked.
"But then I started to act better, paid her more respect, and stopped bothering her; I felt intuitively that both of our feelings were reciprocal, but we could not do anything about it. Then we had a disagreement because she shouted at me on my birthday, which she knew but forgot since she had to deal with her own troubles, and I kept my distance from her but kept an eye on her because Olivia, that is what love makes you do. Lydia and I had a lot of disagreements, but we always came out on top. One of the worst disputes of our lives was when she kind of blamed me, claiming I act on impulse and blamed my parents' upbringing on how I am as a person, and trust me, it was a very difficult and cruel thing to say knowing that my parents had been murdered by the man who wanted her dead, she knew how much I hated myself for not being a good daughter to them still she said all these things to me, but then she apologized sincerely She made sure that I understood it was not my fault, that I was a wonderful daughter to them, and that they still love me. She wasn't thinking clearly all she had was anger that took over.
"I am sorry but I am still not getting your point here Sira?" I said genuienly confused what is she trying to tell me.
She sighed " What I am trying to say is she is angry right now, not in her clear headspace give her some time to think more. Love is a confusing concept; everyone in this world sees and desires to be loved differently. It was difficult in my case. First and foremost, she was married, secondly, my teacher, and finally, the age difference between us. But, after much conflict, we overcame it and now have our own little family. Why? Because we love one another. So, if you truly love her, do not give up; give it time, and everything will be OK." Sira said.
"Did you just give a TED talk on love to her?" Andrea said, pointing her finger at me. Sira let out a quiet chuckle. I sighed in irritation. "
"Do you not know the word knocking?" I scolded her.
"Shut up, I am here to tell you that someone special is looking for you." When I heard her say that, my head jerked in her way. "Someone special?"I questioned, and I'm ninety percent certain who it is, but I still want to hear it from her lips. Her name.
"Ava is outside." I sighed and rose from my chair, adjusting the clothes that I was wearing. "Your girl?" said Sira. Your girl...mine. That sounds amazing. I nodded my head and inhaled deeply. I am not sure how she will respond or what she will say after last night. Will she just apologize and return to being strangers, or does she have other plans?