Rain's POV

We had been with each other now for almost a month. I was enjoying his company, despite him having to leave so much. Even when Oliver left in the evenings, i could always count on him being beside me, in bed, the next morning.

I was sat on his bed, eating a bowl of noodles. Oli had left just under two hours ago, and he had called me to say he was on his way home now. I couldn't wait for him to come home, because I was missing him already. I wanted him to hold my cold, wandering hands.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Nobody had ever come to Oliver's door before. I placed my bowl down on the bed table next to me and leaned over the windowsill to see who was at the door.

It was SJ! I took a deep breath in and grabbed the house phone, shakily calling Oli.

"Hello? What's wrong?" He said, over the sound of a mumbled car engine.

"SJ is here. She's outside." I whispered. I could hear her knocking louder now.

"What? Shit." He called out. "I'll be home in minutes, don't let her touch you."

The phone went silent. Fuck this bitch. I will take her down if i need to.

Slowly walking down the stairs, wielding a lampshade, I made my way to the door, opening it and raising the lamp to my face, ready to strike if needed.

"The fuck are you doing?" SJ said, pushing me aside and walking into the house, kicking off her heels and putting them aside.

"What the hell do you want with me?!" I shouted, my grip tightening on the lamp and my hands shaking.

"Oh calm down you stupid cow. I'm not here for you. I'm here for Oliver." She said, grabbing the lamp from my hands and putting it down on the dining room table.

I sighed. "What do you want with him?" I said, protectively.

The door swung open, and Oliver stormed in. He stood in front of me, to protect me.

"Calm down Oliver. I'm not going to hurt your precious little girl." She said sarcastically, flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder. "We need to talk." She said, pointing at Oli.

I gulped hard as I watched Oliver lead her down into the basement with him. SJ slammed the door behind her so I was left alone again. I sat down on the sofa and tried to ignore the situation by watching TV. But i couldn't ignore it, it was making me feel so uncomfortable.

They were down there for almost an hour, and I was on the edge of storming down there to get Oliver away from her. But they finally came back up the stairs and said nothing to each other, or me. Oliver sat himself beside me and starred at the wall. SJ slipped her heels on smoothly and left the House, smiling.

I felt as though he had done something awful with her in that hour they were alone together. I wanted to confront him. I wanted to burst out and cry. I wanted to leave. But I just continued to watch the TV, ignoring his presence sitting by me.

We sat there, speechless, for what felt like hours. And then, in the corner of my eye, I saw him wipe his tearful eyes. His pale face was bright red and he was sweating. He leaned forward and cupped his hands over mine.

"I'm so sorry." He cried. "I'm so, so sorry."

Notes

OHHH What do you think they did in the basement!?