Olivia

 The sun was coming through the window; its light rested gently on your face, accentuating your beauty Olivia. You were still asleep, and I could hear your soft breath, it was like a faint buzz in the background. My eyes traveled through your body. Your light brown hair was carelessly lying on the fluffy pillow; clear white skin followed it. Your exposed chest was rising with every breath. Your plump breasts with lively pink nipples stared at me. My blanket covered the rest of your naked body. I replayed last night, your touch, your moans, your taste. The words you had said, all the fun we had. I suddenly realized I loved you, I always have and I probably always will. Olivia, you are a part of me; you make me whole. 

I had an intense desire to kiss your lips, to touch your body, to taste it again. I wanted to hear those screams of pleasure, to feel the rush. You were the only girl I have ever loved; I needed you with me. But I knew you were leaving. A strong desire to cry came over me; I didn't want to cry; I hated crying, but I knew I would cry when you left. 

Without warning, tears started to come out. Tears of pain, heartfelt tears, tears that showed fear. I dried my eyes with part of the blanket, it was quick, and I didn't wake you. But by grabbing the blanket, I revealed more of your naked body.

A flash of last night came into my mind. You were completely naked, and I was kissing you gently. I began on your neck, and as the tension build-up, I made my way down. I could smell your body, taste it. I kissed you everywhere, so fast and yet so slow. You began screaming with pleasure, your legs shaking so hard. You tasted so good. I wanted to do it again, but I knew we couldn't because you were leaving. 

Suddenly you woke up. You opened your bright blue eyes and smiled. I greeted you with a good morning and was about to get up to get your coffee, but you stopped me and pulled me close. 

I felt your warm skin on my body; it has always been so soft. You looked into my eyes and kissed my lips. Your's were so red and plump, I have always loved them. We separated and stared at each other. I started crying; you held me in your little thin arms and promised you were going to come back. As I cried in your arms, time seemed to stop. It was as if nothing mattered anymore; the important thing was that we were here together.  

After what seemed like an eternity, you told me to get up. You pulled the covers off to reveal an athletic figure. Your torso was toned and slim. Your hips perfectly round, followed by flail pink skin. Your legs long and strong, and you had clean feet with hot pink toenails. I stayed in bed and admired you. You were so perfect in every way. 

I finally got up. My legs were tired from last night's workout. I walked into your big bathroom, and there you were sitting in the stall. You were quickly done and got up to shower. Olivia, you opened the tap; hot water started pouring out. You stood under it and calmly cleaned yourself. I just watched you do it. Your hands moved around your whole body. You rubbed your neck, arms, breasts, legs, and everything else. You asked for help, and so I got in the shower. I cleaned you, and you cleaned me.

After showering I found some clothes and put them on. Olivia, you took longer to find yours; you walked around naked, showing yourself off. You would lay in bed and spread your legs to tease me. You would touch yourself and laugh. I got annoyed and picked out some clothes for you. You put on tight jeans and a bright red top, which made your body look amazing. 

You brushed your crazy hair and put makeup on. After some time getting ready, your mom called us. We had to go now if you wanted to catch that plane. A sense of despair and hear-break came over me. I wanted time to stop, and I wanted to stay with you forever, but I knew I couldn't.  

The car ride was slow and painful. I talked and made jokes, but inside I was falling apart. I didn't want you to leave; you were my everything. I knew I needed to tell you how much you meant to me, but could I? Was I brave enough? It didn't matter because you didn't want me to say those words, did you, Olivia? 

After we arrived at the airport; you got your bags and headed towards the entrance. Olivia, you and I still had some time together, but it was very little, so I had to say it. We walked towards Starbucks and got some much-needed coffee. As we were drinking it, I built up the courage to say the three words. I had thought about them while you were sleeping, so I knew what I wanted to say.

"Olivia I have to tell you something important," I said, with my voice trembling.

"What is it?" you asked. 

"I love you so much. I would do anything for you because you're my everything. I need you, you make me me." I said with a crack in my voice.

"I love you too baby... hahaha," you said.

"Olivia its for real, I love you," I said shaking. 

"Yeah right," you said while putting my hand up your thigh. 

"Hey I also need to tell you something," you whispered. 

"What it is?" I asked. 

"uhh..mm...well, you see Abby...I..uhh," you said doubtfully

I had no idea that you were going to betray me the way you did. You were dying to say the words, to reject my love, to break my heart. You thought you had to say it but was it really necessary? Did you really need to say that? Would you have regretted not saying it? 

"WHAT?" I asked impatiently. 

"Look, Abby, you have been a great friend and all, but I don't love you like that. We might have had something last night or whatever, but that means nothing to me. You understand, love?" You said with a desperate tone. 

"I.. uhh...Okey O, no problem I totally get it. Honestly, I only said that because I thought that's what you wanted to hear before you left, but it's a relief to know that you don't feel that way because I don't either!" I said with a crack in my voice. 

I tried to convince you, but you didn't believe me, even though you pretended to. I felt mortified, I wanted to run out and cry, but I had to be there for you. It's always about you isn't it Olivia? You always have to be the center of everything, I know you love it, it shows.  

Your mom called us. I walked in silence while you made dumb jokes. We finally arrived at the gate. Your mom hugged me and thanked me, but I couldn't hear any of it, my mind was elsewhere. Then you turned. You gave me a quick and soft kiss on my lips and said, "bye Abby, I hope to see you again."

I watched your slim figure walk away with tears in my eyes. You were my everything just leaving me. But you promised to call, I reminded myself. You loved me, just like I loved you, at least that is what I hoped for. 

I waited for that call for days, and then days turned into months and months into years. You never called. I never saw you again. I bet you don't even regret telling me how you felt. I bet you just did it to crush me, to hurt me. So, Olivia, you deserve whatever is coming your way.