Olivia's POV:

I needed to get out of here.

That thought had registered in my head, but yet, I couldn't find the strength to will my body to move, to escape the biting chill that was striking at my delicate flesh. Everything about me is so delicate and flimsy, and I honestly hate it so much. It makes me seem weak, worthless even. When Jessie committed suicide, I cried and cried, and then I ran away. I ran from my problems, hell, even when my parents divorced, I would leave the house on a daily basis, just for a night but I still left nonetheless. I was weak.

And now, the one guy who I had only ever cared about went behind me back and broke my trust. Hell, he probably thought I was weak as well, I know I am weak, so he must as well. But how dare he? Make promises of forever and love and then cheat on me, when he was on tour, of all things. He could've been doing this the entire time that we were trying the long-distance, and only thought of me as some clingy selfish bitch.

Somehow, I managed to haul my limp body to a standing position, and gripping the rail tightly, I maneuvered myself towards the open balcony doors - the doors that led to our bedroom. As if in a dream, I rummaged through our closets and dressers, grabbing as many personal items as I could before I shoved as many as I could into my bag, making a mental note to grab the other things at another time when my heart wasn't currently shattering.

I would leave this cursed house and never come back (with an exception to get my stuff) and I would purchase my own apartment, considering that Ash had paid for almost everything. But what would I do after that? I could stay here, when really the appeal of California has long-since disappeared. Especially since I now officially have zero ties to this fucking city.

Maybe I should return to New York. Get a proper job, move back into my old apartment that still hasn't sold. I could go to school, get a degree in something and make a live a happy life, away from Ashley Purdy. Yeah, that sounds like an excellent plan. Leave without so much as a goodbye so he can hopefully never find me.

On shaky legs, I leave the apartment, locking the door behind me. I'll have to come back for some more clothes and things, and of course there's Ashley's dogs to think about, but I'm sure I could put them in a kennel or something. Using his credit card of course.

On my way to the curb, a familiar car passes and pulls into the driveway, and my heart stops. It's Rose. I wonder what she's doing here.

By this point, Rose is almost two months pregnant, and we've become close friends in the time that I've known her. Despite being younger than I am, she is incredibly wise for her age and very sweet, not to mention gorgeous. I can see what Andy likes about her, I just wish that my relationship with Ashley was like her and Andy's.

She rolls the window down and offers me a smile and a wave, "hey Olivia! I was just coming to see if you wanted to go for dinner, but are you going out?"

Her voice is so kind and caring, the opposite of the treatment that I've received of late. I sink to me knees, a fresh wave of tears filling my eyes and pouring down my cheeks as I put my head in my hands. Rose gasps and quickly exits her car, making her way to my collapsed form. She wraps me in her arms and runs a hand soothingly down my back as I cry into her shoulder.

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"Wow, just, wow. Every time I spoke to Ash on tour, he always seemed so in love with you, I never thought he would do that," Rose murmurs, more to herself as she sips from her decaf latte.

I frown but say nothing as I stare blankly at my untouched coffee, in no need for the caffeine.

"What do you want to do then, hun? Talk to him? I know it hurts but-"

I cut her off, "I know what I need to do. I'm planning on leaving, moving back to New York and getting a real job, maybe even continuing with school."

Rose nods along sympathetically and unconsciously rubs her stomach adoringly. "You know, I went to NYC to pursue my dream in dance, and I even got a scholarship to Juilliard, but I have recently turned it down for obvious reasons," I crack a small smile, "but I also never liked it there. It just wasn't me. Now Andy and I have talked and we both think it would be better to have the baby here in LA with him, so that we can be a family. But it wasn't like that before. Before he insisted that I stay in school, which I disagreed with entirely."

I nod at her, but feel somewhat confused as to where she is going with this.

"My point Liv, is that couples need to talk when in a relationship in order to stay in together. There were times where Andy was too protective and I wanted to strangle him, but not communicating and listening to each others ideas is what ended us in the first place. Now that we talk more, we're stronger as a couple, and therefore I think this baby actually has a chance.

Yes, Ash Fucked up, big-time, but running away will not fix your problems as a couple. You'll end up losing him when you could've both held on and ended up with something great. I think that personally, you should go back to New York, but not permanently. Just long enough to see how you feel without him in your life. Since you guys entered a relationship so quickly, you may not know what you really want from each other just yet." She adds, seeming wiser beyond her years.

I suppress a giggle, "coming from the person who kissed Andy the day you two met."

She flushes and laughs, but ultimately I know that she is right. Plus her and Andy went through hell before things got better, so maybe I should hold on a little bit longer.

I look up at her, my expression serious once again, "I think I'm going to go back home, find a place to live and such, then I think I'll consider talking to Ashley Purdy again."

Rose nods in approval and goes around the table to envelope me in a warm hug. "I am so sorry that he did that to you, and I promise that the next time I se him, will personally see to it that he never has children," she wiggles her eyebrows and I laugh.

"Don't mess him up too badly, I may not be done with him quite yet." I say with a smile of my own.

Notes

I am now officially in love with this story again!
I gotta ask, what would you guys do if you were in Liv's situation? Would you run or talk to him?

also, can I please get 10 votes ? We have a lot of subscribers (thanks guys :)) but like no votes. Maybe a comment or two? Please, for me?