Since it's supposed to be a super nice day here tomorrow, work is going to be busy for me.

So, I've decided to post the new chapter tonight.

Enjoy.

With Love.

WhoooahKay.

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I have no clue what in the fuck just happened.

She walked in the house, she went down stairs, then out of no where there was screaming and crashing.

I have never seen Jake run so fast in my life.

Mason, Oaken and I followed Jake, but the last thing we expected was to see her smashing all of her mirrors.

After Jake yelled at me to get towels, the rest was a blurr.

"What the hell happened." I stood up as he carried her through the living room.

He looked at me with the most pissed off look on his face. "Fix it!" He screamed and walked out of the house.

"I'm uh." Mason cleared his throat. "I'm gonna go home." He choked out.

"Mason." I shook my head.

"Connor, I'm cool. It's cool OK." He sniffled and nodded. "I'm just gonna go home." He choked out and basically ran out of the living room.

"I uh. I think I should maybe go home too." Bebe nodded. "I think the 4 of you should just, be together when she gets home."

"Baby." Oaken shook his head.

"Hey." She grabbed the sides of his face. "I love you." She kissed him. "I'll see you tomorrow. Connor, can you run me home really quick." She walked over to me. "He just needs to be alone for a minute before he snaps." She whispered.

"Uh, yeah. Bebe, I will take you home." I sighed and stood up.

"Thank you." She grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the house.

"So, how are you going to fix it?" She looked over at me as we got in Olivia's car.

"There's nothing to fix Bebe." I shook my head. "They're done, she's seeing Kalum. He'll move on the way she is."

She bit her lip and looked down. "Cody messaged Oaken and told him that Kalum broke things off in the hallway after the competition. Because Olivia is still in love with Mason."

"No, she's not." I rolled my eyes.

"How long are you gonna keep telling yourself that Connor."

I glared at her.

"Look, you don't really like me." She shook her head.

"Yes I do." I nodded. "If I didn't you'd know."

"Well, not the point. The point is, you love Mason. He's your brother."

"And?" I gave her a look.

"When have you ever heard Mason Hollow use the word love unless it involves sports, beer, or porn?" She raised her eyebrows as I pulled in to her driveway. "Ponder on that, and then think if there's nothing to fix." She nodded and got out.

She's not wrong. The only times I have ever heard Mason use the word love before Olivia is when he's talking about sports, beer, or porn.

Of course he loves Olivia. He's known her his whole life. But Ryan and Ben love Olivia, you don't see them sleeping with my little sister or lying to me about dating her.

There's no excuse for it.

I got home, and the first thing I did was go up to Oaken's room to check on him.

Olivia being hurt, in any way shape or form gets to him really badly. Which means it's my job right now to make sure he's good.

But when I got up there, he was no where to be seen.

"Oaken?" I yelled.

And I got nothing.

I headed back down stairs, he wasn't in the kitchen, the den, or outside.

Where the hell is he.

And that's when I heard glass moving down stairs.

I groaned and headed down to Olivia's studio.

He was down there pushing glass around with his feet looking around.

"Oaken, go up stairs." I shook my head.

He looked up at me. "Why?" He shook his head.

"Because Jake doesn't want us down here." I crossed my arms.

"No Connor. I know why to go up stairs. I'm asking you, why. Why, did you have to let things come to this." He pursed his lips.

"This is not my fault." I shook my head.

"No Connor! It is your fault!" He yelled. "Look at this!" He held his arms out to the sides and spun in a circle. "This is because of you, and your fucking ego! I get it Connor, they lied to you. Mom and dad lied to you. Hank and Trish. Jake, Bebe, Ryan, Carter, and I lied to you! I get it! But we lied to you because you are so shoved up your own ass and thinking about you, that they knew that you would do this! Mason has been crying for 2 weeks straight! Olivia has been slowly dying. And it is so bad that they both ended up fucking other people to try to bury the hurt that YOU caused!" He pointed at me. "Let me be honest with you, Olivia fucking hates it that you are dating Sienna!"

"I never lied about Sienna!" I yelled.

"No but you didn't fucking tell her either!" He screamed. "She found out 2 years later! But you don't see her going around, punching Sienna in her face, or making you stay the hell away from her when all you want to do is love her! She hates that the one girl you chose to actually be with, is her best friend. It bothers her, so fucking much because she knows the guy you are. But you're trying! She see's that you're trying so she buried that hate and bother because you're happy Connor! Olivia loves you, and she loves Sienna! That's why she acts like everything is fine, because it doesn't matter how she feels about it as long as you're happy! But the reality is everything is not fine. She put her feelings aside because she sees how happy you are! You're growing up! So for you to go on about how much you love both of them when you are the one who is slowly killing both of them, is pathetic, fucking hypocritical, and just down right sickening! I'm 14 Connor, and I see how bad this all is. I see that Mason is starting to distance himself from you, I see that Olivia is fully done with how you're treating both of them. He can't even be in the same house as her without having a mental break down! The one place in the world that she loves more than anything." He circled his finger around the room. "She just destroyed it because everything here reminds her of him! They didn't break each other Connor! You broke them both! This, is all because of you! Mason was scared to tell you because all you do is flip out the minute a guy looks at Olivia! Olivia wanted to tell you the whole fucking time. You are the reason they lied to you! And the fact that you scare the people you love that badly. The problem isn't them! It's you!" He walked over and literally poked me in my chest. "So fix the fucking problem!" He screamed and walked up the stairs.

I just stood there completely stunned. Oaken has never in his life yelled at me. He's never so much as actually raised his voice at me.

I don't think I have ever been scared of Oaken. But in this moment, I am terrified to go up stairs, in fear that my 14 year old brother may literally kick the shit out of me.

But it was also in that moment, that I realized that I am the problem.

Jake is going to kick my ass. Oaken is going to kick my ass. The minute my dad sees this he is going to kick my ass. But my mom, I'm as good as dead when it comes to my mom.

So against everything I have in me, I've got to fix this.

I cleaned up all the glass down here, I scrubbed Olivia's blood off the mat, and the minute I heard the front door open, I swear my heart fell out of my ass.

But when I heard feet coming down the steps, I stopped breathing.

Jake made his way to the bottom of the steps and crossed his arms.

"Why are you down here?" He raised his eyebrows.

I took a deep breath. "Because I didn't feel safe going up stairs."

He cleared his throat. "And why is that."

I pursed my lips. "Because I just got my ass ripped apart, and I'm scared Oaken might stab me."

"What are you gonna do about it then?"

"How is she?"

"She has a total of 36 stitches in her hands. 22 on her left, and 14 on her right." He nodded. "Turns out, her left hand is her dominant swinging hand, but you already knew that. You're lucky she hit the mirrors and not you."

I sighed. "I know. Do you think maybe, you can take Oaken out to eat?"

"Why?" He shook his head.

"So I can fix this, alone. Without fearing for my life more than I already am."

He nodded. "OK."

"Thank you." I nodded.

"Give me 5 minutes." He walked up the stairs.

I finished cleaning up glass until I heard the door slam and his truck pulling out.

I headed up the stairs and up to Olivia's room.

I knocked.

"What?" She groaned.

I cracked her door open and peeked my head in. "You OK?"

"Do I really look OK to you?" She shook her head.

"No." I shook my head. "Can you come down stairs."

"I just want to go to bed."

"Please. I'm asking you to come down stairs."

She sighed and got out of bed.

We got down stairs, we both sat down, and I sent a quick text.

This has been my 8th anxiety attack in the past week.

It's safe to say that I've officially lost all my shit.

It took me 2 hours to finally start breathing normally and stop crying.

Then my phone went off with my emergency alert.

I quickly grabbed my phone out of my pocket, and Connor's name was lit up on my phone with a bright red message that said '9/11'

The worst thoughts went through my head. Something happened to the dads, Olivia isn't OK, something happened to the moms at work, Oaken's hurt. One of the girls is hurt, Ryan wrecked his car. All of it.

I can't tell you how fast I peeled out of my house. Bare foot, no shirt, sprinting through snow in the back yard and barreling through their back door.

"What!" I yelled. "What the hell happened?" I ran in to the living room.

He was just sitting there, legs spread apart, elbow's on his knees with his face in his hands. He looked up at me. "Sit down." He nodded.

And then I looked at Olivia, both of her hands were wrapped up tight, face red and puffy, and the worst bun I have ever seen her have but extremely hott at the same time.

"Please." He sighed. "Sit down." He pointed at the chair.

I cleared my throat and sat down.

He took a deep breath and ran his hand down his face. "You know, this whole thing would've been different, if you just talk to me first." He looked over at me.

"Not really." I shook my head.

"Yeah." He nodded. "It would be. You guys sneaking around behind my back. It sucks. It hurts. But it doesn't hurt as much as the fact that you two lied to me. You two are the people I trust more than anything in the world. Mase, if you would've came to me the first time you two slept together, and told me what happened, and that you wanted to try to be together, I would've been pissed, out of my mind. But I would've gotten over it. I still would've been hurt. But not as hurt as I am knowing that you two lied. Are you guys really that scared of me?"

I looked down and then looked at Olivia.

"You're not really the easiest person Connor." She shook her head.

"It on me." I sighed. "She wanted to tell you. But I didn't want to lose out friendship, so I kept acting as if I couldn't tell what was going through her head. I wasn't ready to tell you when the 3 months was up, because I was scared of this happening. You hating me, but more importantly, you hating her. It's on me."

"I don't hate either of you." He shook his head. "You two. You two have gotten me through the worst parts of my life. And I've been sitting here, watching you two break and not doing anything about it. When it was my fault." He cleared his throat.

"What?" I looked at him.

He pursed his lips and shook his head. "Does she make you happy?"

I just stared at him.

"Does she make you happy." He looked at me.

I nodded.

He sighed. "Are you really in love with her? No bull shit?"

I took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes."

He nodded and looked at Olivia. "Does he make you happy?"

She sniffled and nodded.

"He closed his eyes. "Are you really in love with him?"

She sighed. "Yes." She let out with a small whine.

He took a deep breath and nodded. "Then forgive each other."

We both just looked at him.

"Forgive each other. For Kallie, and Kalum. For the night before my party. For everything after it. Because all of those things, were my fault. I'm the one who pushed both of you for that. And I'm sorry." He choked out. "But I can't watch you cry anymore." He looked at me. "And I can't keep watching you lose your light." He looked at Olivia. "I only want what's best for you. And clearly, that's him." He pointed at me. "But I just want you both to be happy."

"Con." I shook my head.

"Just. Stop." He shook his head. "That is my best friend Olivia Annabel. He loves you. So if you hurt my best friend, my brother, I will make it so you can never dance again."

She just stared at him.

"And you." He looked at me. "That is the most important girl in my life. She loves you. And if you hurt, the most important girl in my life, I will not stop at one punch. I will go til you have no teeth left."

I nodded.

He took a deep breath. "So talk it out. And fix it." He stood up and walked out of the living room.

Did that really just fucking happen.

He really just told us to fix it.

He's finally getting over it.

But the problem is, I don't know what to say.

She really won't look at me still.

All I can do is look at the wraps on her hands.

It was completely silent.

"I don't hear any talking!" Connor yelled from the kitchen.

I jumped and cleared my throat. All I could get out was "Your hands."

She sighed and pulled her sleeves down.

"How many stitches." I sighed.

"36." She choked out.

I looked down and shook my head. "Can I come sit next to you please?"

"Mason." She shook her head.

"Please." I choked out.

She sighed and nodded.

I got up and sat on the couch next to her.

I took her hand lightly, rolled her left sleeve up, and started unwrapping it.

She had 22 stitches spread out all over her knuckles and the back of her hand.

I sighed and closed my eyes. "Why?" I shook my head. "Why did you do that?" I looked at her.

She pursed her lips and looked down. "Kalum ended things. Because he saw how hard I was pushing myself to move on, when you're trying hang on." She sniffled. "And that I'm still in love with you, and that he'd be lying to himself if he said he was the person I really wanted. And because everything, literally everything comes back to you. When I was down there all that was going through my head was everything you said the day you ripped me apart in a janitors closet. Being more than good enough for you. More than everything you wanted. That I have you. And that I'm your one. And that you love me. And it was all a lie." She shook her head.

"Olivia it wasn't a lie. It's still not. You are the one person, who has brought out all the good in me that I didn't know was there." I nodded.

"You chose Connor." She nodded.

"You broke up with me. I didn't think you wanted me." I shook my head. "I know, I didn't fight for you. But you, the minute you heard that I wasn't ready, you pushed me away without giving me a little more time. And exactly what I said was going to happen, happened. I shouldn't have brought it out the way I did. But you talking to Cam the minute we break up, it sent me over the edge. Olivia, you left me. I had sex with someone because I was drunk, and hurt, and thinking the worst. You had sex with someone because you were trying to run away from me. I didn't even try to move on because I knew I couldn't. And I still can't. I'm in love with you Ol. You're my one. You have me. None of what I said that day, was a lie. Nothing that I said the entire relationship was a lie. I told you, I wasn't a good guy. You always said that I'm a good guy who makes bad decisions. But that's not true. I wasn't a good guy, but I'm trying a good guy for you. But going along with what Connor said, was the worst decision of my life." I nodded. "But I promise you, if you give me one more chance to be the guy for you, I will not hurt you again."

"I already gave you a chance Mason." She shook her head.

"But it's different this time."

"How." She choked out.

"Because this time, no ones hiding." I shook my head. "Everything is right out there. No secrets. No sneaking around the school. Everything you wanted. To kiss in public, and hold hands at school. To double with Abby and Carter. And Tory and Ben. I want to go to movies with Josh and Holden, and golf with Havannah and Ryan. I want to have movie night with Sienna and Connor eventually. And for everyone to know that I'm yours, and you're mine I promise, you will have all of that."

"But I'm not yours." She shook her head.

"You are." I nodded. "And you want to know how I know?"

She pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows.

I gently lifted her right hand and rolled her sleeve up. I wrapped my fingers on the inside of her bracelet. "Because even after everything the last few weeks, you still haven't taken this off since I gave it to you." I reached in my shirt and pulled my chain with my ring on it out. "And neither have I." I shook my head. "And to show you that I'm serious, and I mean everything I'm saying right now." I un-clipped my chain and pulled the ring off. "I'm gonna do something I don't do, and I'm gonna wear the ring, so everyone knows, I'm off the market." And I slid that bitch right on.

She just looked down at my hand, and her face instantly went from hurt, to soft.

I knew that is the one thing she has wanted since she gave it to me. To actually wear in on my hand instead of my neck so everyone could see it.

She took a deep breath. "Really?" She looked up at me.

"Ol." I shook my head. "I would tattoo your name on my forehead if you wanted me to if it means you'll give me one more chance to do this the right way."

She pursed her lips and nodded. "One more chance."

I let out a sigh of relief and my body relaxed. "Oh my god." I wrapped my arms around her. I let go, grabbed the sides of her face, and kissed her. The kiss I've wanted for the past 2 weeks now.

A long, dragged out, tongue filled, lip biting kiss. "I love you." I sighed as I pulled away.

"I love you." She nodded.

"I just need you to say it so it sinks in. That you're my girlfriend again." I nodded.

She sighed and smiled. "I'm your girlfriend again."

And I kissed her again.

Then we heard the front door open.

Oaken and Jake walked in the living room and just looked at us.

"So he's not here?" Jake raised his eyebrows.

"He's in the kitchen." I nodded.

Then he looked down at Oaken. "What the hell did you say to him."

Oaken pursed his lips and glanced around the room. "Do you really wanna know?"

He held a finger up. "Are you two back together?" Jake looked at Ol and I.

I smiled and nodded.

"Then Imma let it slide." He nodded and looked at Ol. "You good?"

She nodded.

"So, we're not having a game night?" Oaken looked at Jake and I.

"Shit." I sighed and looked at Olivia.

"It's OK." She nodded. "You had these plans first."

I nodded. "Next Saturday, I'm all yours. Taking you on a date, in public. For everyone to see."