When Life Gives You Lemons

Oliver's POV

“Honey, we’re home!” Brandon shouted through the whole bus as he swung the door open.

He turned to me with a giggle. He was adorable and he knew it. I don’t know if he knows it but he is killing me. Or maybe it’s the guilt eating away at my heart that is killing me.

Or maybe it’s both.

I can not help but think about the fact that if he found out about what I had done, was doing and still is doing to him he would be so heart broken. I know that he can see the pity swarming in my eyes when he looks into them at just the right moment. If he catches me at the right time, it’s their, harboring away at the essence of my physical being.

Like right now, it’s there right now.

The truth is that I have someone back home. Her name is Hannah Snowdon. And she’s a great girl, she really is and I loved her, or so I thought. And then Brandon came along, with his smooth caramel skin and his fluffy honey, gold hair. And his hazel, blue, green whatever fucking color his eyes are because they change color all the damn time. He came and he swept me off my feet making me fall head over heels in love when I thought I had already fallen.

But no, I had never fallen, at least never like this. He made me fall hard, a fucking free fall and in a matter of days I had fallen off a fucking cliff for him. He was everything I could ever ask for packed into one gorgeous looking human being. He made me forget that I had someone back home.

I did forget that I had someone back home.

And now here I am now. With the guilt and it’s oddly not of cheating on Hannah but it’s of not being one hundred percent honest with Brandon. I am not his, at least not fully, because I am technically his. I can’t be his because I am technically speaking Hannah, and as much as I want to be Brandon’s I can not, I will not, commit to him when in a committed relationship with someone else.

Now I know what you’re thinking. Just break up with Hannah. Yeah, well that’s what I plan on doing when we go on break tomorrow. I would have done it sooner but I am not the douchebag kind of guy that breaks up with a girl over a text or call.

But I am the one that cheats on her with a guy, ironic huh?

“Oliver, I need to talk to you” Jordan whispers in my ear

I snap out of my thoughts to look at him “Huh? What?”

“I need to talk to you….NOW!”

Okay I have a feeling I’m in trouble.

I turn to Brandon who’s giving me a quizzical look. I shrug my shoulders. “I’ll be back love.” I kiss his forehead and follow the fish to the back lounge. “What’s going on?”

“I should be asking you that.”

I sigh “But you already know about me and Brandon.”

“Not with that.” He rolls his eyes. “I mean are you guys official yet?”

“No…..why?”

He narrows his eyebrows at me “Have you talked to Hannah lately?”

“I...um…..n-no.” I rub the back of my neck in addition “Why?”

“You might want to……”

I grit my teeth “Why…….I don’t necessarily want to talk to her right now.”

“Oliver Scott Sykes! I get you like Brandon but stop doing this to Hannah.”

“I am…..I’m going to end things with her and make it official with him.” I say with eagerness

“What do you mean by….” I pull out a ring and his gasp. “No….you aren’t serious are you?”

“Of course I am…..why wouldn’t I be?”

He looked at me with a face mixed with shock and sympathy “Hannah…..she has something very important to tell you. I’m sure you will change your mind after that.”

I scoffed “What could she possibly say that could….”

“Oliver!” A chirpy voice called. I turned around to see Hannah with a very swollen belly. My heart dropped to my stomach. “I’m pregnant!” She wrapped her arms around my neck. “Can you believe it?!”

I was at a lost for words. What do I say? I was going to break up with her just yesterday but what do I say to her now. If I call if off now it will look like I’m ending things because of the pregnancy and that is definitely not it. I just do not love her anymore.
She stepped away from me and looked down at my hand. Her eyes then turned glassy and a smile broke out on her face. She started to eagerly nod.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She shouted. She kissed me on the lips. “Yes! Yes, I will Oliver!”

I furrowed my eyebrows “What the fuck are you talking about?”

She snatched the ring from my hand and slipped it on her finger. “I’ll marry you! Yes!” She kissed me one more time.

“Marry me?” I scratched my head in confusion. But I didn’t ask her too. “Wait Hannah I….”

“I have to go Oliver! I was only stopping by because I had time from my business trip! I’ll see you back home! I love you my handsome fiance!”

She kissed me one more time before running out the back door.

I stared in the space where she was standing still confused. Everything happened so quickly that I didn’t have time to process it or react to what happened. Did she literally think that I wanted to marry her? Why would she think such A thing? I did not even ask her. And it was a guys wring with small studs going around it.

I looked at Jordan who just stared at me with a sad but confused face.


“Shit, I’m fucked.”

Notes

Finally understand why Oliver's been so guilty. How do you guys feel about Oliver now? Pissed? Sad? Upset? Understanding? How about poor Hannah? Or Brandon?

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