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((No worries :D)Aria bit her lip gently as she gently rubbed her arm with a soft sigh. When he asked what they were talking about before, she didnt know if she should tell him or not. "Just Emma's thoughts on stuff." She murmured with a slight shrug. What else was she gonna say to him?
"Ok" Oliver said slowly, trying to think of what Emma had said and giving up, he'd find out... probably. He looked out the window at the rain drops that were rolling down the window and remembered pretending the were racing when he was younger. Things were so simple before he actually had to start thinking for himself and everything that came after that.
Aria bit her lip, "She was just saying how she thinks you like me," She blurted out without really thinking. After a moment, she pushed her chair back, "Um, I'll be ack," She said softly as she headed towards the bathroom to just give herself a moment alone. She really needed to just think.
Oliver was a little taken back at first, was it really that obvious that even a six year old could tell? He nodded as she stood up and to the bathroom, life was simpler before he started noticing girls too he thought fairly. He saw his Aunt come out, "Where's your friend?" she asked him, he pointed at the bathroom and she nodded, placing the plates on the table. "It would be good for you to have her around you" she decided and walked off with a smile.
After a good 5 mintues, Aria slowly came out of the bathroom, not sure if she could just go back like it was all normal. After taking a moment, she slowly sat back down, "sorry about that," She murmured, seeing his Aunt and offering her a small smile before she looked at the table, keeping her gaze there.
"No problem" Oliver said awkwardly, he wasn't sure what to say to her anymore. He smiled slightly and handed her a knife and fork before grabbing his own and slowly picking at his food. He wasn't really sure if she'd continue about what Emma had said, he wasn't sure if he wanted that himself because she probably wasn't interested.
Aria took the cutlery, looking down at her food. Suddenly, she had lost her appetite and was back to square one. Not eating. She bit her lip gently, slowly picking at her food and dropping small fragments of it into her mouth, chewing slowly and carefully. She couldnt remember the last time she had even had proper food in her mouth, and it felt kind of weird.
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Oliver sighed looking down at his plate and absent-mindedly pushing things around on it. "I'm suddenly not that hungry anymore" he said, his deep, husky voice keeping its' even tone. He started sketching on a napkin waiting patiently for her to finish her food or to be ready to go. Noticing her silenced he assumed that what Emma said before had creeped her out a little, not that he blamed her really.
((Its cool xD))Aria looked up at him when his husky, deep voice broke the silence that was lingering between them. He had basically read her mind. She shrugged, shaking her head, "Not hungry either." She mumbled softly. it wasnt that what Emma had said that had freaked her out, it was everything... it was the fact that she was sitting here with him, a six year old had just said she thinks Oli liked her, and the first thought that came into her mind was What if he rapes me and hurts me like my own father did? Nothing else. Just that. And it had played through her mind since. But she wasnt going to tell him that. How could she? He'd told her some of his story, and she hoped that he just would really ask about hers. She knew it would only end in tears for her if he did.
Oliver nodded, "Did you want to get back before they notice we are gone?" he asked her gently. He knew she was acting different but he didn't know the complete reason why. Maybe she'd tell him, he didn't think he'd have the guts to ask but who knows, stranger things have happened. He bit his lip and quickly stole a glance at her, hopefully it wouldn't be awkward between them.
Aria nodded back, "Yes, they'll do rounds soon." She murmured softly, pushing her chair back and standing up. taking a breath, Aria pushed her chair in and ran her fingertips through her hair, gripping her arm tightly, "I'm just going to go to the bathroom first... Okay..?" She whispered, her voice breaking as she walked quickly into the bathroom.
Oliver bit his lip and nodded, he sighed and looked around. He stood up and grabbed his keys off the hook, he saw Noah sneaking around and smirked a little. "Noah tell Aria I've gone to bring the bike around" he said shaking his head, Noah grinned and nodded. Oliver walked out to his bike and brought to the front of the shop, he sighed knowing that Emma had no idea what she just did.
Aria wiped her eyes, straightened herself up and made sure she looked like she hadnt been crying. ugh, her eyes were all puffy now. She took a deep breath, ruffled her hair and then stepped outside. When she looked around, she couldnt see Oliver there. Had he left? She felt her heart sink and she tucked a loose bit of her behind her ear, averting her gaze to the ground. She should have expected this. Repeating what Emma had said to her to him, was a huge mistake.
Noah walked over to Aria, "Oli is just getting the bike" he said looking at Aria. Noah was fourteen with dark brown hair like Olivers' and very similar eyes, "Are you ok?" he asked her concerned. Oliver pulled up outside the restuarant with a sigh, he was beggining to regret taking her here. He looked at brunette girl walking past, she looked familiar "Laycie?" he said narrowing his eyes. The girl turned, hearing her name "Oli?" she said disbelieving. Even Oliver couldn't believe it, Laycie was his best friend from London "Oh my god Oli!" she screamed hugging him.((Dun dun DUN))
((Nice touch!))Aria looked over at Noah, "Oh, okay. Thanks," She murmured, biting her lip. She nodded, "I'm fine," She said softly. "Cya 'round." Aria told the boy as she made her way to the door. She stopped when she saw Oliver with another girl, hugging her and screaming. She winced slightly. That was probably his girlfriend. Her heart sank, cracked and then shattered into a million pieces in her chest. Maybe it was better this way... Maybe it was saving her a whole other life of abuse that was just around the corner. Taking a step back, she spun around and practically ran out of the indoors and out the back, not wasting any time of getting out of there. Seeing him with that other girl triggered something in her.... Something that she had held onto for a very long time. Aria ran back to the boarding school, hoping he wasnt going to be there before her cause that would mean he would pass her and ask questions. he'd ask them anyway though... Ugh, this was such a mess. After climbing up the tree and cutting herself on a branch, Aria pulled out a book that was under her bed. it was meant to be a diary for her to keep and takl about with the counselor, but she never went back. Maybe now she would... Aria shook her head and opened it up, grabbing her pen and scribbling down everything.
((Thanks xD))Oliver pulled away when he saw Aria run from the front, "Aria?" he asked her in a clearly confused voice. He watched her leave through the back door, "I-I... what?" he said turning to Laycie with a confused look. "Is that your girl?" She asked him teasingly, "No and don't ask" he said shaking his head "I'll see you later" he said writing his new number on her hand. Laycie nodded, "I gotta go anyway, bye bye Oli-pop" she said happily making him groan and shake his head, "Why?" he said to no one as she walked off and he rode back to the dorm. He climbed up the tree and went into their room "Aria?" he called going into the room and wondering if she came here.
((you're welcome))Such an idiot to think that any male could be different. it was bad enough with my father and everything he did to me after my mother died. How could he turn on my like that? After everythign I did to look after him after mother died and he bashes me, rapes me and re marries a woman who doesnt even care even though she knows. Then he just sends me here like that will fix everything. And now Oli... I dont think i'll ever be able to trust men anymore....
The book lay open beside her curled up and trembling body. Seeing Oliver with that other girl, brought up everything she had been hiding, and now it was all getting to her. Tears streamed down her cheeks and onto her pillow. When she heard his voice, she flinched, quickly wiping her eyes though it didnt help, but remaining in her curled up position, still shaking violently, "What...?" She called back gently, emotions clear in her voice.
Oliver came in and knelt near her bed, "What happened?" he asked her softly. This wasn't just about what Emma said at the restaurant. He felt terrible, seeing her like this was killing him and he didn't even know what to do to help her. "Aria, please just tell me what's wrong" he pleaded with her, he was completely clueless about what was happening.
Aria rolled over so she could face him, looking at him and shaking her head. "I cant...." She whispered, shaking her head over and over. "It's to disgusting...." Her voice was shaky as she slowly looked up at him. Now she wasnt really thinking about him and that other girl, but about her father and his new wife. Seeing Oliver and that girl together reminded her of how quick her dad got over her mother, and it made her think about whether he really loved her. Which is what she felt for Oli. She really liked him, and she thought he liked her too, but seeing him with that other girl made her realise that it was just like her father's situation, which brought up so much anger for her. Slowly, she moved closer to him, stikk trembling.
Oliver took her trembling hand, "I want to help you Aria" he said in his husky tone. He wanted to get rid of whatever was making her feel bad, he noticed the cut on her arm. His hand made it's way to where the cut was "We need to fix that first ok" he said gently, his eyes meeting hers as he reached for the first aid kit in the bedside drawers showing her.
Aria held his hand tightly, trying to control herself. "I dont..... I dont want to hurt you...." She told him gently, knowing that if she told him that she was scared of getting to close to him because she was worried of being raped or bashed by him... He'd never talk to her again... She nodded, slowly sitting up and wiping her eyes, "O...Okay," She whispered, looking at him with soft, gentle eyes.
Oliver looked at her, not letting go of her hand. He took a wipe and gently cleaned around the wound and then carefully bandaged it. "Hurt me?" he asked, his eyebrow raised in confusion but his voice remaining gentle. He secured the bandage with a metal clip and then looked at Aria, his hair falling into his eyes as he knelt beside her bed "How would you hurt me?"
Aria felt warmth spreading from her hand to the rest of her body from just the contact of him holding her hand. She winced slightly when he cleansed around the wound. It was really hurting, just stinging. She squeezed his hand when he bandaged it, wiping her eyes again, "Yes Oliver, hurt you...." She whispered. "Thank you," Came her gentle voice when he finished with her arm. Aria looked down at him, "Because what I'm going to tell you.... will offend you... A lot.. and You'll think I dont trust you when It's not like that... I'm just scared,"
Oliver didn't know what to say, he gently squeezed Arias' hand gesturing for her to continue. "I swear I won't get mad at you" he told her carefully, was this all his fault? Or was it something else? What did she mean it would offend him? A thousand questions ran through his mind at once, his mind was working overtime and he bit his lip as he tried to peice everything together.
Aria bit her lip gently, clearing her throat slightly. "You know.... You know how when you first came here and at the party, I was drunk, smoking and high? It wasnt the only time... I've been like that since I was 14," She admitted. Aria hadnt even told this much to a counselor... something about Oliver just made her want to tell him, so she continued. "I've been doing it so I dont feel the pain that my own father inflicted on me... So when I wake up every morning and see those burns and scars on my back, I dont remember it because I'm to drugged to, or that if I', hurt, I cant feel a thing... He made me like this! My own father..." Deep breath. "My mother died when I was little... So it was just me and my father... but he turned on me.... He hit me Oli, I tried to fight back, I tried to get away but he always had the upper hand. He knew how to get me on the ground and once I was down, I couldnt get back up.... He broke me. He cut me with knives, dragged flames down my back... hit me with chains, whips, his fists.... He, he raped me..." Aria was breaking down into sobs right now. "Thats why I'm here, because he got remarried, the other woman didnt even care about me and neither did he, so he sent me here, I met Tyson before I arrived here, and he got me hooked onto the drugs, telling me how great it was to feel nothing but pure bliss... And it was amazing, it was my escape from the terror and torture.... Thats why I continued it here because I couldnt stand telling people this stuff!" Aria covered her face with her hands before slowly removing her sweater to reveal the sick bruises and burns on her back. "When Emma told me that she thought you liked me... I wondered if it was true... and Then I wondered, what if you turned out like my father? And what if you hit me and raped me like he did.... And I hated myself for thinking the worst of you... But I dont think I'll ever be able to trust a man again... I'm so sorry." Aria took a deep breath after she finished explaining, laying back down and burying her head into her pillow. She couldnt look at him and see that look of disgust, that she couldnt get away or that she thought that of him.
Oliver listened to her story carefully, he couldn't understand why she thought he would be digusted in her. "Aria I'm not disgusted in you" he said softly, he was disgusted in her father though. He felt the undiluted anger towards a man he had never met, which was probably better for that guys health anyway. He put a hand on her shoulder "I would never do anything to hurt you Aria, you shoud know that whether you believe it or not" he told her gently.
"...You're not?" Aria asked softly, completely an utterly stunned. How could he not be? She bit her lip gently and lightly placed her hand on his, "I do believe it... But I also believe that there will always be something in the back of my mind telling me that being alone with a guy will lead to abuse," She whimpered softly. "You cant tell anyone any of this... Please promise me you wont?" She begged softly, looking into his eyes.
"I swear I won't tell anyone" he said gently, Oliver was many things but when he gave his word he was serious. "And I understand what you mean" he said, he had a feeling he should introduce her to Laycie. Laycie was raped when she was 15 and somehow she got over it, of course it wasn't her father though but it also resulted in a kid which she kept. Maybe she could help Aria somehow, help her deal with things.
Aria looked up at him, wrapping her arms around him quickly and hugging him tightly. "thank you. so much." she whispered into his chest. "im pops for leaving like that. its just, i saw you with that other girl and i guess it just reminded me of my dad." she wasn't going to explain about the forgotten past. even if Emma was right before about his feelings for her, she highly doubted they were the same now after that. "y - you understand?"
Oliver nodded, "That girl you saw me with before, she's one of my best friends" he explained "When we were 15 she was raped and I flew home to London to be with her... She now has a son to the guy that raped her" he told Aria, her situation was worse but they could relate in someway. He didn't understand what kind of person could do that to a girl, especially their own daughter.
Aria pulled back when he explained to her who the girl was. his best friend. not his girlfriend. she felt her heart breaking all over again. "i. . . im so sorry, i didn't realise. . . " she murmured, grabbing her sweater asshe felt shivers running down her back. she slid it back on, laying down on the bed and moving over a little, patting the bed lightly as a gesture for him to sit down next to her. "im sorry i left. . . is, is she okay?" she asked softly, feeling terrible.
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Oliver nodded, "She's fine" he reassured her, a small part of his brain wondering why she actually cared because he thought she only wanted to be friends. He felt terrible, he thought telling her that would make her feel better not worse. Taking her hand again he met her eyes, "Aria how can I make this any better?" he asked her, "I can leave if it would make thigs easier for you" he offered, his voice nearly breaking towards the end. It would hurt to leave her but he want to do what's best for her not what would make him happy.
((No worries :))Aria wondered if he was telling her the truth or if he was just telling her that to make her feel better. because she knew for a fact she wouldnt be able to get over it. She bit her lip gently, looking up at him as she held his hand tightly. "No." she said quickly, "Please... dont go. I want you to stay with me," she whispered, meaning it. Something inside her just wanted him to stay. Somehow, being around him made her feel safe... Maybe it was because of what happened with her and Ty and how he stood up for her? "It wont make things any easier... Please stay," Her voice was gentle and soft, her eyes looking into his. "I just need someone to be with me... support me... protect me...."
Oliver looked her in the eye and kissed her hand like he had the other night, "Aria, I swear to you that I'll protect you whenever you need it" he told her. It was a little strange for Oliver to see Aria so vulnerable, he had always seen her independent side but he kind of liked thinking she needed him like he needed her. It was so easy for him to ignore the fury that surged through his veins whenever his past was brought up.
Aria smiled softly when he kissed her hand, warmth being spread from her hand to everywhere else in her body. He was so gentle with her... and understanding. She was so glad he hadnt told her how weak and sick she was before leaving ehr alone. And she certainly didnt regret telling him. "Thank you, so much.... You have no idea how much that means to me..." She whispered, gently kissing his cheek. She had never been so grateful in her life to have someone like him come into her life.
A small smile came to Olivers' lips as she kissed his cheek, she really had no idea what kind of effect she had on him did she? "You shouldn't thank me" he told her honestly, he was all but praying that she wouldn't answer with something like 'I'm sorry but leaving would help me.' He didn't know why he trusted this girl so much but he did, he didn't know why she made him act like this but again he did.
Aria rose a brow , shaking her head. "why wouldn't i thank you? you have no idea what You're doing for me means to me . I've never told anyone any of this. Tyler didn't know, Alex or James didn't know, none of the teachers here know, and the counselors don't either. You're the only one, and you being here for me, means the world to me. i oweyou so much. . . " she whispered, hugging him gently as tears slowly streamed down her cheeks. did he not know how much he meant to her? or how much she trusted him?
Oliver wrapped his strong arms around her and wiping her tears, "Hey," he said soothingly, putting a hand on her cheek "don't cry, you'll always have me when you need me ok?" he told her. The anger he would feel against her father hadn't yet hit him but he was trying to hold back until he was out of sight of Aria, he didn't want her thinking he was angry at her.
Aria buried her head into his chest when he wrapped his arms around her. For once, she felt safe with a male, she felt protected. A smile formed on her lips as she looked up at him when he touched her cheek. She nodded, looking into his eyes gratefully. "O...Okay," She whispered. "Thank you. I honestly dont know what I would do without you...." Aria admitted.
Oliver kissed her forehead gently, "It's ok" he told her, his voice slightly huskier then usual. He held her softly but firmly enough to reassure her that he was there for her. He smiled slightly, he liked having her in his arms she was perfect to him. She may not be in other peoples eyes and he knew that she had flaws but they just made him like her even more, she wasn't some stupid plastic that acted like she was absolutely perfect.
A shiver went down Aria's spine when he kissed her forehead, but it was a good one. She smiled softly, holding onto hi, her face buried into his chest and her breathing gentle and controlled. She yawned softly, feeling a wave of sleepiness hitting her. It wasnt even lunch time and she was already exhausted. All the crying and lack of sleep for the past few days had gotten to her now. And the way he held her and cuddled her just made her feel so relaxed.
Oliver rested his head on top of hers, he held her close "You're so beautiful" he told her gently. He wasn't sure if it was bad that he would be happy to stay here with her in his arms, it was so strange for him. One minute he wouldn't let anyone in and then all of a sudden he meets Aria and he completely falls for her without even realising.
Aria cuddled into him, closing her eyes and breathing in his scent. It was hard to explain what his smell reminded her of, but it was amazing and made her relax even more. Slowly, she pulled back a little bit so she was able to looked at him, "I... I am?" She asked softly. Something like that was not something she heard very often. Actually, ever... She bit her lip gently, her cheeks slowly flaring up into a deep blush. This boy had really changed her.
Oli nodded and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear, "You are" he said, smiling a little as her cheeks turned red. He looked carefully at her, she looked tired "Do you want to lay down a while or something?" he asked her gently. He could barely remember the last time he had cared for another person outside his immediate family like this, not since he left London.
Aria smiled softly, "T....Thank you," she whispered, feeling her skin heating up even more. She lowered her eyes to his chest, just looking there for the moment while she regained some control over her blushing. She nodded, "Yes, that would be good," She murmured, looking up at him once more. "But.... Will you lay with me? Its okay if you dont want to though.' she added quickly, not wanting to pressure him. This had to be different for himj just as much as it was for her.
Oliver laid her on the bed next to him with a smile, "You really are beautiful Aria" he said touching her cheek lightly. He made sure to keep a bit of distance between them, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable or anything. Oli put and arm over her carefully, humming softly to her as she lay next to him. At that moment he wasn't thinking of anything but her.
Oliver nodded in agreement, kids didn't realise how good they had it. He remembered being a kid and wishing to hurry up and grow up, looking back now it was a pretty stupid wish. "Yeah I know what you mean" he said shrugging, "What were you girls talking about?" he asked unable to help himself as the accented words escaped his lips.