Gen 6- Chapter 8 Part 2: Olivine Bloom

It was the usual group as always. Should have been a great time, I loved going there, but not even the excitement of hanging with the boys was pulling me out of my funk.

Especially the first couple of hours. I was like a permanent lump on their couch. I never had been one to hide my feelings well, so I must have looked completely and utterly pathetic sitting there. I made no sort of effort to socialize with anyone and I guess judging the look on my face, no one in turn dared disturb me from my pitty party.

Melon was about the only other one besides Patina, who even tried to talk to me all night.

Somehow he convinced me that he needed my help making his famous juice cocktail. I wasn’t totally convinced he actually needed my assistance but I decided to help anyways. It was definitely the most fun I had all night. We started making drinks and drinking drinks and I started to loosen up.

It had been over a year since Melon had confided in me on new years eve. Since then he and I had become quite close in a purely friend only type of way. It’s kinda of funny how things can go in a totally new direction that you never see coming. Ironically this experience was full of those moments.

Due to all of the juice drinking, Patina and I crashed on the couches in the boys living room. Originally our plan was to get up, a couple hours before Patina had to work, so she could drop me off before hand. Unfortunately she overslept and woke up about 10 minutes before she had to be at work.

I heard her gasp, which caused me to crack my eyes open just enough to see what was happening. To my shock, I found Patina only inches away when I did. “Olivine I over slept!” She cried out.

I sat up from my makeshift bed and took a big stretch. “I’ts ok.” I yawned. “Just come back and get me after your done. How long will you be?”

“Only a couple hours.”

“Pffft just go. I’ll be fine. I think everyone is at work anyways. I’ll just chill on the couch till you get back.” I stood from the couch to relocate to other couch, but upon doing so I realized just how much juice was still in my system. I stumbled and fell face first into the other couch. “Oof. Might get a little more sleep here.”

“Ok. I will be back as soon as I can!”

“OK!” I called out, my waving hand emerging over the edge of the couch.

I heard the door shut and closed my eyes once more. Totally. Awake. My eyes flew open. I propped myself upright and snagged the remote off the coffee table. I flipped on the TV and found something at least half watchable and started to zone out.

Probably the reason why I was so startled when I heard Tiber’s bedroom door open and saw him come striding out. I gave him a half smile as he came and joined me on the couch. The smell of juice was think in the air. Unsure if it was him or me, I did my best to block it out. Most likely it was both of us… I felt my heart begin to race when he leaned over me to grab the remote. “Anything good on?” He questioned.

“Sunday morning? Not really.”

“Haven’t gotten to talk you much lately. How have you been?”

“I’m OK.” I lied and faked a smile.

“Thats great. You look amazing. Glad you feel the same.”

“Thank you.”

“I mean wow. You look seriously gorgeous. I was watching you last night and I was pretty glued to you.”

“Oh?” Truth was I had never even noticed.

He scooted a little closer.

He slid an arm over my shoulder and my eyes shot open like giant saucers. I turned my attention to his hand.

“I uhhh…what are you doing?”

The only reply I got back was a smile as he leaned in closer.

He came in for a kiss and I did my best to back away.  “Whoa whoa whoa!” I exclaimed .

“What? he mused.

“This isn’t right.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re juiced. I can smell it.”

“Maybe.” He grinned leaning in again. This time I threw my hand in front of his face.

“And you have a girlfriend…”

“Ya?”

“And I have a boyfriend?”

“Awww you’re no fun. Come on it will be fun.”

My body was so confused. This had been what I had been desiring years now. But not like this. It wasn’t right. What kind of alternate universe did I fall into last night? I wondered to myself. I bit my lower lip and pushed away from the couch, bee lining it for the bathroom. “I really got a go! Juice going right through me!!” I called out as I made my escape.

I made it to the bathroom and quickly locked the door behind me. I paced a few moments, trying to figure out a strategy to get me out of the situation. Option 1: stay in the bathroom till Patina got back or Option: 2 try and reason with Tiber and get him to back off. Something in my head finally convinced me that I would be able to pull option 2 off. My head is not always right I guess.

I opened the door and within seconds Tiber was only inches way, just like Patina had been a few hours earlier. I backed up and hit the wall.

The smarmy look on his face made my belly do a flip flop. He stepped in even closer. “Oh Berry.” I whimpered. The smell of the juice was gone and all that remained was Tiber and he smelled amazing. I was literally torn right down the middle. My body was betraying me. I wanted this, what ever this was, but I couldn’t!

“Tiber I….”

“Shhh, don’t you want me?”

Oh how badly I wanted to say yes and wrap my arm around him. Press his gorgeous lips to mine and finally release this tension that had been continually building for years. Unfortunately my loyalty belonged to Ver. Even if we were on less than stable ground, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. “Tiber please I…” I was losing ground fast. I started to crumble. I couldn’t fight it anymore. I leaned in and my eyes fluttered shut.

Just then I heard the front door open. The commotion was just enough to allow me to slip away. I gave Patina a “thank you Berry you are here” look, as she stepped inside and shut the door.

“Hey.” She stated dryly. “Everything alright?”

“Yup, all set!” I called after while picking up my things and hurrying her out the door.

On the way home I told Patina about everything that had happened She was in just as much shock as I had been. As we neared my apartment my stomach started to turn. Oh this was just what I needed. How would I ever keep this all a secret? Or would it be better to just get it all out. I had a big decision ahead of me…a decision that would change everything.