Here's to now

“All of those things point to you lying to my face.” As much as she wanted to beieve whatever Oliver had to say, but she couldn’t. “That is the oldest fucking excuse in the book! You never fucked up. You had too high expectations of yourself. I was happy with you Oliver. You didn’t need to change!” She wanted to scream at him.. she wanted to shout. But then he spoke again and her heart dropped. “What?” Juniper sighed before she shook her head. She couldn’t bring herself to believe that. “You didn’t.” She stated with a shake of her head and a sigh. Juniper had imagined a life with Oliver. She had imagined children and having him as her husband. She had imagine walking down the aisle to see him at the end… and she had tried to push past all of that and here he was telling her that if she had stayed… if she had only been there when he came back she would have gotten all of that? No. She refused to believe it. 

“You may not think I needed to change, but I did.” He shook his head. “None of this was about you. I didn’t go because I didn’t want you. I didn’t go because I wasn’t in love with you. I went for me. And, yes that is selfish. But, is it not also selfish of you to not understand how much pain I was in?” He looked away. “I didn’t grieve my mother dying. I lost my whole family. I didn’t know if my sister was dead or alive.” Oliver licked his lips looking back at her. “I didn’t leave because of you. I left because of me. I wasn’t in the right head space, I didn’t know what I was doing. I just had to do it. And, I’m sorry that hurt you that was never my intention. I just needed time.” Oliver sighed again, his head dropping as he looked at the ground between them. He ignored her question, he shouldn’t have even said it. “I looked for you. I never wanted you to wait. I never wanted you to put your life on hold. I only ever wanted you to be happy.” 

Oli: I can't do anything for you if you can't handle that I work outrageously long hours, and can't reply every second of the day

Ela: whatever.

Ela: fuck you oliver.

Ela: so you read someones apology and refuse to acknowledge it? Well. Nice to see what kind of man you are.

Ela: i can see you've read it... thought you said you weren't annoyed?

Oli: who said i was annoyed?

Ezra merely grinned back, shoulders lifting and slumping in a shrug. Anything for a friend, right? “What’s life without some regrets?” His life was chalk-full of them. Oliver drinking himself under the table on Ezra’s expense? Didn’t even make the top ten. He’d be fine. “Double Jack Daniels on the rocks, coming right up.” It was in front of Oliver within seconds. “What’s up, man?”

Oliver picked up the drink and tilted it towards Ezra. “Cheers.” He then took a long sip, leaving less than half in the glass as he placed it down on the counter again, grimacing slightly at the familiar burn down his throat. “Girls.” He explained, then rolled his eyes, “But, whatever.” He sighed, “What’s going on with you? Are we celebrating or something?” He said referring to the fact that his friend offered all the drinks on the house. 

ela: i'm sorry...