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I sat in the office with my little brother; Oliver had a lot to do with my dad. I turned in the office chair "How long are you training today?" He sighed "That's the 6th time you've asked me." I stood up "Well we've been sitting here for the past hour." He looked in my direction "No. Dad told me you can't do anything."

I leaned on the wall next to him "Aren't I the older one and I tell you no." He rolled his eyes "That gets old." I smirked "Come on." He stood up "No. You're having my niece or nephew, it's too dangerous." I exhaled with frustration "Hunter, I'm aware of my situation. I don't need to be reminded of my mistakes." He looked back "Didn't you tell dad it was planned and you were happy?"

I looked down "I still believe Oliver is up to something." He raised his eyebrows "Dude. You agreed to his proposal and you're saying that?" I exhaled "I only did it so dad would be happy." He smirked "Why does everyone's happiness matter but not your own. We all know you love Nick and Oliver is a show." I shrugged "I haven't seen Nick in a long time. Trust me those feelings are gone." He laughed "Yeah. Okay." I scoffed "Come on dude! Let me in on some things."

He left the room and I followed behind "Hunter." He stopped walking "Why can't you just have a normal life?" I crossed my arms "Because of our father." He sighed "Don't tell him or Oliver. Ill deny it." We went to the warehouse and I trained with him, nothing major as he wouldn't allow me.

After a couple months he stopped because I had started growing and he thought it was dangerous besides I knew the basics by that time. I wasn't living with Oliver as I still questioned his intentions, he went with me to my appointments and came around every so often but he distanced himself too.

I gave back the ring as I had no intention to marry him anymore. I was hanging out in a lawn chair in the front of the house when my brother and Oliver pulled up. I glanced up at them over my sunglasses but looked back down; Oliver came up to me "Hey." I glanced up again "What?" He sat beside me "Why are you out here?" I faked a laugh and smirked "Now I have to stay inside I suppose?"

He shook his head no "No I just thought you'd be inside considering you've complained about the heat." I took off my sunglasses and looked at him "No I complained about it so you'd take me home where I can get away from you." He looked at my stomach "He's growing."

I looked away "I doubt it's a boy." He exhaled "Lil, I know you think you can't trust me and I'm hiding things but.." I cut him off "I don't care what you think. Truth will come out." He stood up "I'll see you later." He went inside and I followed "Why are you even here?" He turned "Your dad wants to talk to me." I smirked "He's not even here.. he's..."

My dad came in "Lily. Be nice." I rolled my eyes "I'm not slitting his throat so I am being nice." I went to the other room, I felt alot of pain but I ignored it. I sat down and attempted to rub my back; I laid my head down on the chair arm and fell asleep. I woke up to Oliver nudging me "Lily. Lily. Hey. Wake up." I sat up and looked around "What? Why did I fall asleep here?" He shrugged "I don't know."

I sat up because my back hurt, I groaned in pain; he asked "Are you okay?" I looked up "I'm fine." He sighed "Well you might not like this but we don't have much choice." I raised my eyebrows "Go ahead." He sat beside me "Um. Your dad doesn't feel you should be here..." I cut him off "I'm not moving back in with you." He looked down "I'm not saying that. He wants you to leave the country and he asked me..." I laughed "No. No. I'm not going anywhere with you!"

Hunter entered the room "Please don't make this hard, it's too serious Lily." I sighed "Why can't you take me then?" He frowned "Oliver can protect you better than we can." I crossed my arms "I'd much rather die. Thanks." Hunter rolled his eyes "Knock it off, get your shit now otherwise I will get dad." I pointed to the door "Go ahead please." Hunter left to get our dad, I grabbed my bag and threw some clothes in it and walked out. I went to the living room "I'm ready to go with anyone but Oliver."

My dad turned his head to me "Not this again." I smirked "Send me with someone else." My dad grabbed my bag, walked outside and threw it in Oliver's car "I don't care if you don't like him right now but I'm giving you no choice! I don't want to hear it!" I rolled my eyes "Whatever." I got in the front seat and shut my door. Oliver said something to my dad and came around the car, he climbed in and looked at me. I turned my head away from him, I looked down at my stomach and glanced at Oliver who held his hand out for mine.

I turned my head back to the window and pulled my hand to my other thigh. He started the car and we drove to the airport; it was a awkward silence but I mind began to wonder as I watched the lines of the road switching to the landmarks and buildings we passed along the way.

We arrived to the airport, Oliver helped the pilot load the jet while I got comfortable inside. The attendant introduced herself "Hello Mrs. Bauer would you like any special beverages or snacks for your flight?" I looked up at her with a fake smile "It's Andrews, and no thank you." She put her hand on my shoulder "My apologies please let me know of any requests." I looked back down and gave a disgust face as she walked away, Oliver came up and sat across from me "Do you need anything?"

I looked up without lifting my head "She just asked me." He sighed "At some point you need to move on from what you heard I'm not some bad guy." I lifted my head and smirked "When hell breaks loose and we all drown in the burning fires of hell I will believe what you said until then you're a liar and have zero good intention for me or my family." I moved to the next set of seats behind us.

After a while we finally took off, I opened the blind on my window and watched as the plane lifted from the ground growing further and further into the sky. I leaned against the window and eventually fell asleep; I woke up when the jet rocked violently, I looked up and realized I wasn't dreaming. I exhaled with frustration and closed my eyes again.

A couple more hours passed and I woke up feeling a heavy weight on my stomach; it was painful. Oliver heard me and came to help me; the attendant brought me some water. He asked "Are you okay?" I nodded "I'm fine." He sat beside me, massaged my hip and rubbed my stomach. I was getting annoyed but it was helping so I kept quiet.

I ended up falling asleep on his shoulder; he wrapped his arm around my waist waking me up for a quick second, I laid back down on his chest; he kissed my forehead "I love you." I heard him but I didn't respond to it, I fell back to sleep.

I woke up 5 hours later, I rubbed my eyes "How are we not there yet?" Oliver woke up and turned to me, he look at his phone "We have another 2 hours. It's a 16 hour flight." I sat up when a wave of pain rushed into my back; I started crying. Oliver rubbed my back "Maybe you should lay down in the bed." I wiped my tears and put on a brave face "He or she is just kicking."

Did I feel kicks already? Nope but I wanted him to stop touching me. I stood up and went to room; I continuously had pains to the point I got sick multiple times. I appreciated Oliver's help but I didn't feel comfortable around him like I had before, I didn't trust him. We eventually arrived and once we landed the pains were mild and not as harsh for me.

We entered the hotel room; he set the bags on the second bed "A warm shower will help if you're still in pain." I looked over my shoulder at him "Help me?" He looked up "Of course." He went into the bathroom, turned on the water then came out. He grabbed some clean clothes and my things putting them in the bathroom "It's ready when you are."

I pulled my hair out of the bun and reached for the zipper of my dress. I walked to him and he unzipped it for me, he stared at my body. I watched his eyes wander then we locked eyes, he whispered "You're beautiful, I love you both." I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. We showered together and made up for all the weeks I had mistreated him. I couldn't help myself, he has his way into my head once he gives me the look of admiration. He tells me what he wants without a word spoken.