Olivia POV Itâs been one week since I got shot, Raphael is paying for my medical bills, donât really know why he is doing it but I wonât question it, I will pay him as soon as I get a new job and I can afford to pay him back, even if itâs the last thing I do. I donât want to owe him anything.
I got discharged from the hospital and I am allowed to go home finally. Anna is staying with me for two days and then John is staying with me for another three. They donât want me to be alone, and the doctor recommended that I rested as much as possible. The wound is on my shoulder so I canât really move my arm and Iâll need therapy to gain the full movement again.
Weâve been binge-watching Netflix non-stop and eating loads of junk food. Anna loves her junk and now I just want to drown my sorrows in ice cream. I know itâs a cliché but thereâs nothing better than a tub of cookie dough ice cream.
We decided to stop Netflix and watch Keeping up with the Kardashianâs. I absolutely love it and I am a massive fan of Khloé Kardashian. I wish I could afford her clothes, they are great and made for people like me, curvy, or as many people say, fat.
After finishing the program we went to bed and I could see Anna texting someone, she was hiding something from me, I wish I knew what it was.
âWho are you talking to?â
âNo-oneâ â she replied and I know she is lying âAnna, I know you are lying, who are you talking to?â
âIf I tell you, you need to promise you wonât freak-outâ
âAnna, now youâre scaring me, who is it?â
âPromise meâ
âJust fucking tell me, Annaâ
âItâs your brotherâ
âGregory?â
âNopeâ
âAre You fucking serious? Joseph? Anna, he is married, what the fuckâ
âI knew you were going to freak-outâ
âObviously, you are having an affair with my married brotherâ
âHeâs going to leave herâ
I started laughing, I couldnât hold on â âHow stupid can you be? Do you really think he is going to leave his wife?â
âYouâre being a bitch, just because Raphael dumped you doesnât mean your brother will do the same to meâ
âLow blow Anna, get outâ
âI beg your pardonâ
âI said get the fuck out of my houseâ
âYou are being completely irrationalâ
âI am being irrational? Says the girl having an affair with a married man and being delusional that he is going to leave his wife and KIDS for herâ
âI didnât say he was leaving his kidsâ
âOh grow the fuck up Annaâ
âYou are being a real bitch, I donât need this from youâ
âGet the fuck out thenâ
Anna stands up and starts collecting her stuff without looking at me and leaves my flat, and once again I am alone, how could she do this? Break up a relationship. They were high school sweethearts. Heâs not going to leave her for a younger girl.
I grab my phone and call Gregory.
âSis, helloâ
âYou listen to me you piece of shit, you need to stop this with Annaâ
âSis, this has nothing to do with youâ
âOh thatâs where you are wrong, this has everything to do with me, she is my best friend Gregâ
âI know, and I always liked her, but she was my little sisterâs best friendâ
âOh donât be a dickâ
âI am not, and you have nothing to do with thisâ
âDickâ
And I hung up. How could they do this? How could He do this? Our parents raised us better than that.
He knows he shouldnât do it. Marriage is a serious thing.
I turn off my phone and I look at the tv, I decide I donât want to watch anything and I turn it off.
Two months later I throw my phone to the floor in an attempt to make it stop beeping, the alarm was telling me it was time to get up and have a shower to go to work.
I got a job as an assistant at Columbia University, I am a teacher assistant. I work for Mrs.
Montegomery, She is a nice and loving fifty something-year-old university teacher and she is very kind and understanding.
I walk into the bathroom and I turn the shower on while I pee. When I finish I walk into the shower and wash my long hair. After I finish the shower I get my moisturizer on and I do my facial skin routine, my shoulder still hurts but Iâve been doing all the exercises the doctor told me to.
I havenât spoken to Anna since that day, and believe it or not Gregory actually left his wife, he is starting the divorce process now, and obviously, she didnât take it well but they are being grown-ups about it and they are doing the best they can to get along because of the kids. John has been busy with work as he got promoted to the Restaurant Manager and he loves his job.
I get dressed in a black tight dress that accentuates my curves. I put on my red high heel shoes and I walk into the kitchen to grab breakfast, I make some toast and coffee. After I finish it I walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth and my hair. Itâs really wild today so I decide on a high ponytail.
When I finish I grab all of my stuff and walk towards the subway. On the way, I meet one of my colleagues from work and we go together. It is nice to be making new friends.
The day goes by without any problems and I actually enjoy the quiet life I am living. When itâs time to go home I start walking to the subway when I see a black SUV with tinted windows in front of the university. My heart skips a beat and it is the first time I think about Raphael in a long time.
I try to avoid the SUV but right at the moment I am passing in front of it to cross the street a door opens and I can feel my heart beating really fast. I canât control myself and I look at the person getting out and itâs not him. Just some rich kid being dropped by the driver.
I shake my head and I can feel a tear falling from my eye. With the back of my hand, I clean it and walk to the subway.
I get distracted while I am in there thinking of how Raphael is. Is he ok? Is he with someone? I decide to do the most stupid thing ever, I decide to google him and see what heâs been up to.
I can see a lot of articles about his business, how it expanding, and how heâs a good businessman.
Then I find what I was looking for, a photo of him on a red carpet event. He was alone, no date. So I open the article and I start reading, to find out he didnât bring anyone to the event that was a film premiere. Reporters asked if he was seeing someone and he said no. I take a deep breath and realize I wasnât breathing properly from the start.
I look around and realized I passed my station, so I get out on the next one. I leave the station and walk home. I canât stop thinking about him. So I decide t unblock his number and Michaelâs. Nothing changed on my phone.
No messages, no missed calls, nothing. He hasnât been looking for me. I realize how sad I was about it and I decide I need to forget him.
âHey wanna go dancing?â â I message John âHell yeah, Iâll go to your house when I finish work and we can go dancingâ
âYesss bitchâ â I reply I open the door to my flat and I put some music on while I grab a glass of wine. Thatâs it, I am getting laid today. Itâs been far too long.