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Curtains Close; Take a bow. I think we fooled all of them now.

Chapter 33 - Let's Ditch This City Before We Sober Up

Rain's POV

I had spent the last week in this dreary hotel room. Despite the awful drapes and the dirty toilet, I still liked the place. It was so quiet and I could finally relax with nothing to worry about. Danny had called me a few times yesterday, but I let them all go to voice mail. I was so glad Oli came and rescued me, I really doubted that he would after all of the things we had said to each other.

The day had faded, and after slipping away from the hotel's bar I returned to my room slightly intoxicated. I felt saddened by everything. It was going to be so difficult now, with SJ and Oli together and their little baby.

I slipped my heels off at the door and walked throughout the room, removing my jewelry and brushing through my tangled hair. It was almost too quiet now, and despite everything Danny had put me through, I still enjoyed his company. And all of the girls that he introduced me to respected me highly for managing with his mood swings. I felt like some sort of god to them and I liked the attention.

The phone started to buzz on the table. I rolled my eyes and glanced at it, expecting it to be Danny again. But it was Oli. I reached for the phone, and slipped it up to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked, listening to the quiet sound of a car engine at the other end.

He sniffed into the phone. "Hey." He whispered, his voice cracking as he desperately tried to hold back his emotions.

"What's wrong?" I asked, bowing my head down and listening gently.

"I'm picking you up in an hour. Be outside the hotel." He ignored my question and spoke that to me instead, before hanging up.

It was odd to hear him like that. Maybe he had fallen out with SJ? She probably wasn't too pleased to hear about me wanting to stay with them again. I sighed. She really could be heartless sometimes. Nether the less, I packed together my stuff and left the hotel, to be collected by him on perfect time.

I slid into the car and looked up at him. His head was bowed and he cried into his lap. "What's the matter Oli?" I asked again. He did not reply. "You need to tell me. Please."

He took a deep breath to compose himself. "SJ didn't make it through the labor."

It took a few seconds to sink in. SJ was dead? What? The last time I saw her, she was in good shape, she barely looked pregnant! Oh god, Oli must be going though so much right now. He just lost the mother to his child.

"What about the baby?" I asked, stoking his shoulder and taking care of him. He shrugged and pointed behind him, where a tiny pink little baby sat fast asleep in his car seat. My eyes widened. We both sat there in a kind of shock.

"Come on, Oli. Let me drive. I'll get you home. That's all you need right now." I assured him, watching him nod and fumble out of the car.

When we got home, he seemed lethargic as he left the car. He picked up the baby from the back seat and walked up to his door, unlocking it and hushing the child's awoken slumber.

"Here. Let me look after him. You get some sleep Oli." I said, hugging him and slipping the baby from his arms. "Do you have a name for him yet?" I wondered, patting the child's back attempting to calm it.

"Hanley." He said, before starring at the wall in silence for a long period. A few tears rolled out of him before he turned to the stairs and left me there on my own. This was one of the worst things that could have happened to the man I care about so much.

Notes

Aww, lets just take a moment to think about Hanley here! Poor baby hasn't got a mother now :[

Comments

Quality read, I love this story so much, can you check out my new story please? I'd appreciate it and wanna collab

Anyone who is reading this, I'm actually the writer of this story, I just deleted my tumblr account that was linked to this a while ago. I wrote this years and years ago, and I think it's pretty poorly written at the start, so apologies lmao. But anyway, I made a new account, I'm older now so my writing has gotten better, I'm taking English as an A level too so everything is good. I'm in the process of writing something new, but I'm totally annoyed with the lack of views it's getting. It's got a kind of similar story involving drugs and pregnancy and stuff so check it out? <3 Its called "On The Vacant Canvas, We Should Be Waiting", and I've based some parts of the story ie. drugs and fights etc. on experiences that actually happened to me and my friends so it's quite a personal story, as I think it should be.

@SparklyRainbows
Thankyou so much, I've been really good lately, and I hope that you can be too, and I'm glad you're enjoying it :) You better stay awesome too, hun <3

I just want to let you know, I stated until 6:03 in the morning, reading the ever loving fuck out of this. This story is amazin . First of all, this story spans over years, not months or days like most storie . Second of all, I have a real connection with both Oli and Rain (which is one of the character names in my story, too!!!). I struggle with self harm, alcohol, and drug abuse, and this chapter really connected with me especially. Whatever you're going through, I've never met you, but I believe in you. I'm proud that you're five (or more) days sober, and you definitely better keep it up. You're a strong person, and it's really awesome that you're doing good and writing an amazing story while you're at. Stay beautiful my lovely creature!!

I really felt the connection in this chapter with the Alcohol abuse. I really liked this update, a lot x