Love Me Always (I Hate You...I Think) (15 page)

“He just tried to strangle you Everlyn,”
Oliver growled. I looked up at him. I know what
Harper had done but at this moment, the only thing
I saw was a frightened kid.

"Harper," Oliver started his voice taking on
a new tone. Oliver sighed, "My offer still stands. It
never went away it's always been open to you. We
are still family. And, family stays together."

Harper was silent, "I wish that I could
accept that offer."

Without warning Harper leapt forward.
Quickly Oliver shoved me out of the way but not
soon enough. The punch Harper had aimed for
Oliver’s chest hit me instead. My world went black
as I hit the ground. That's when it happened. It was
as if a firecracker had gone off and there it all was.
Everything I had lost. Before my eyes, it was like a
movie playing.

"Ever?" Oliver questioned.
"Ever, open your eyes."
"Come on baby, please."

I blinked my eyes open and looked up at his
beautiful face. My eyes taking in every inch of his
smooth skin, his cheek bones, those perfect lips,
and his eyes. Those deep pools of swirling blue.

"Are you okay sweetheart?" he questioned
pulling his eyebrows together, "Everlyn, dammit
talk to me."

"You're more stupid than I thought," I told
him grinning.
"Stupid?" he scowled. "I'm worried about
you!"
"I mean I love you stupid," I laughed.

Oliver stared at me a moment confusion
marring his handsome features. Then he realization
set in and kissed me. It was the most passionate
kiss I ever remember having with him. Coiling my
fingers into his hair, I inhaled his scent. It was like
I was a new person. Like I was inhaling his smell
and kissing his soft lips for the first time all over
again.

"I love you, Everlyn. Please don't ever do
that again," Oliver told me pulling back.
"What's that?"

"Leave without tell me where you're going.
I'm going to put a tracker on you," he helped me
stand up then thumped me between the eyes.
Rubbing my forehead, I looked around my
destroyed apartment but there was no Harper.

"Where did he go?"
"After he punched you he took off and I
was too worried about you to hunt him down."
"Well next time you see him will you break
his nose and tell him thank you."
"Thank you?" Oliver replied sitting me
down on my recliner.
"I have all of my memories back."
Oliver's head whipped so quickly to look at
me I thought he was going to break his neck.
"All?"
"Yes. All."

Oliver picked me up sitting down he placed
me in his lap holding me tight to him. His fingers
curled in my hair as he pressed my face to his
chest.

"I love you Ever. I love you so much," he
told me his voice strained. He sounded as though
he was about to cry.

"I guess I should have knocked you in the
head soon," he joked laughing.

Squeezing me to him tighter, he kissed my
forehead. We sat like that for what seemed like
hours in peaceful silence. He refused to let go and I
didn't want him to. It was like being reunited with
him for the first time. I felt his gentle tears drop on
to my cheek, my own tears staining my face.

“I’m sorry I destroyed your apartment,”
Oliver cleared his throat and rubbed his face.

“
It’s ok. I live with you anyways,” I told
him looking up to wipe a remaining tear off his
cheek. Cupping my face, he ran his thumbs over
my cheeks. A smile lit up his face as he caught on
to what I said.

“
Why don’t you sell your apartment? I
mean move in with me. You hardly use to stay here
anyways,” he looked unsure as if I would say no.

“When should we move all my stuff in?”

Chuckling he leaned in planting his lips
firmly to mine. Grapping his hair I pulled his head
back keeping our mouths firmly pressed to each
other. Moving my legs, I startled him taking full
control of this kiss.

“Well this is new,” he muttered into my
mouth.
“Shut up and kiss me,” I laughed.

Biting his lip, he opened his mouth slightly.
However, he didn’t enjoy not being in control. His
hands went to my bottom and he spanked me! I
gasp jerking back. He roared in laughter and stood
up with my clinging to him my legs wrapped
around his waist.

“I do believe you need out of those clothes.
They don’t suit you at all,” he smirked.
“It’s your shirt.”

“
Well that does look nice on you but at this
moment I don’t want to see anything but that
beautiful body of yours.”

“Pick that cheesy line up from a movie did
you?” I giggled as he carried me to my bedroom.
“Pshh...I’m not cheesy. I’m devilishly
handsome and charming, never cheesy.”
“Whatever you say, Oliver,” I grinned
patting his head.
Pursing his lips slightly he raised an
eyebrow at me.

“
Do you really want to antagonize me little
girl?” he teased his signature smirk on his perfect
lips.
“Why Oliver antagonize? ME?”

He dropped me onto the bed then and
climbed on top of me pinning me down.
“Keep it up Bunny. I’m going to enjoy
playing with you.”
My eyes widened, but I didn’t want to drop
the game.
“Yeah right, old man. You can’t do
nothing. I“

Oliver kissed me passionately grabbing a
fist full of my hair he tugged on it. A moan left my
mouth. Good lord the feelings this boy gives me.

“
Never call me old man,” he purred into my
ear, his eyes had that mischievous look to them. I
knew things were going to get very interesting.

"Good morning love birds!" Jake exclaimed
from the kitchen when Oliver and I finally dragged
in sometime after lunch. Taylor was sitting up on
the counter while Jake was making her some kind
of ice cream thing.

"What is that?" I questioned eyeing it.
"Oh no. You know Ever and chocolate,"
Taylor laughed.

"I'll make you one," Jake rolled his eyes.
"It's warm brownies with chocolate ice cream and
hard shell syrup on top.”

As Jake finished speaking I went to his
side and stood there looking at the bowl.

"Don't turn in to Logan," Oliver laughed. I
flipped him off over my shoulder and inched closer
to Jake nudging him.

"Fine! Here!" he pushed the bowl into my
hands. I grinned he had been so distracted by me
wanting the ice cream he didn't notice I had
grabbed the wooden spool from the draw.

"Thanks, Jake," I grinned and wacked him
with my spoon across the back of his head.

He yelled, "Everlyn! You and that damn
spoon. I...wait..." he exclaimed looking at the
spoon. Quickly I sat my bowl down knowing what
was next. Jake picked me up spinning me around
the kitchen.

"Put me down. I have a spoon and I will use
it!"

Jake dropped me instantly and I stumbled
back into Oliver. Jake backed into Taylor and was
knocked upside the head.

"Why did you drop her?"

"She was going to beat me!" Jake defended
pouting at Taylor. She rolled her eyes with a smile
on her lips.

"Where is everyone else?" Oliver asked
Jake.
"Down at the warehouse. They weren't sure
if you two were done sexing up the plac-"
Taylor smacked Jake again. "Damn violent
woman," he huffed.

"Someone needs to keep you in line," I
grinned then looked over at Taylor. "Have you
been keeping a good eye on these two? Jake has a
crush on Oliver."

"Ever," Oliver growled into my ear,
"Remember what happened last time."
Sticking my tongue out at him, I grabbed
my bowl of ice cream.

"It's nice to see you happy, Ever," Taylor
smiled. "What memory did you get back this
time?"

"All," I told her taking a bite of a brownie.
"All?" she questioned startled.
"How did that happen?" Jake asked handing
Taylor a bowl of her own ice cream.
"Harper punched me in the head."
"What?" Jake snarled looking at Oliver.
"Harper Jackson,” Oliver nodded,
“Ever
and him have been "hanging out"."
"Why the hell would you do that?" Jake
frowned at me.

"HEY! I didn't know who he was....and
well he was helping me get back some memories,"
I muttered side glancing at Oliver. He was
scowling at the floor. I had told him about
everything that happened with Harper and me.

"But, Harper is....he's pretty messed up
right now," Oliver told Jake.
"Why don't you and Ever head down to the
warehouse?" Jake asked Taylor. She nodded.
"Come along, Rabbit."
I narrowed my eyes on her, "Yes, Tater Tot,
let’s go."
Her cheeks flushed.

The warehouse wasn't that long of a walk
from Oliver's. I had my wooden spoon stuck in my
back pocket.

"So about this morning. What all happened
with the gang?"

"Oh well the police raided the warehouse
but they didn't find anything. While that was going
on there was an attack from a rival gang. Oliver
thinks the two things are related."

"Related? How? Oliver mostly controls the
police. He's the top gang of this city. Why the hell
would people be attacking when they know there is
an ass whooping in their future?"

Taylor burst out laughing, "I like the old
you. You're funny."
I rolled my eyes at her.

"But, I heard Oliver and Jake talking before
Oliver took off to find you. He thinks that someone
is paying the lower gangs to attack."

"Again, I reiterate. Why? They will get
there ass kicked?"

"Maybe someone more powerful is
controlling them. Maybe there is someone scarier
than Oliver is. But, that don't seem possible."

Frowning I let the words sink in. Actually,
that was very possible. Harper's dad, Weasley. The
man had trained Oliver, but Taylor didn't need to
worry about that. If she needed to know, Jake
would tell her.

The warehouse was blasting with music and
the two garage doors were open wide. There were
all kinds of voices coming from inside. Taylor and
I stepped in to the building and we looked around.
Mostly all the gang was there. The build wasn't
packed like it usually was at the parties but there
were a lot of people.

"Ever! I see you're done sexing up the
house!" Logan exclaimed as he came to my side.
Whipping out my spoon I wacked him across the
stomach. He gasp startled while I laughed at him.
The warehouse went silent.

"You got your spoon beating memory back
I see," Kimmy smiled coming through the people.
"Nope," I told her. Taylor was snickering
beside me.
"No?" Kimmy questioned looking at the
spoon I had put back in my back pocket.
"All."

Kimmy stood there for a moment then her
eyes widened. "ALL! ALL! You got all your
memories back!"

I nodded. The warehouse erupted in yelling
and whistling. It’s insane to think all of these
people were excited about me getting my memories
back. Making my way through the crowd, I headed
for the back where the ring was. Tyler was inside
the ring with Leon, they were waiting for me.

"I figured you'd make your way back here
eventually," Jet told me rolling up in his wheel
chair. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I missed you Jet," I told him softly.
"Did I go somewhere?" he teased.

"It's kind of like coming out of coma for the
first time all over again. This time I know everyone
though."

"Well, it's good to have you back. Have you
learned anything?" he raised his eyebrow.
"Yeah, don't jump in front of a bullet," I
joked.

He rolled his eyes and glanced over at a
bench where Taylor and Kimmy had moved off
too. With them sat Angie and Lauren, the girl Leon
had met in the coffee shop.

"Hey you," Alex told me throwing his arm
over my shoulder.
"Hi there," I hugged him. Leon and Tyler
came down to give me a hug as well.

"So what now? You remember
everything?" Leon asked a shadow of guilt passed
his face.

"Yep, I'm back to normal. Everything is all
good."
"About damn time," Jet laughed.
Tyler was silently staring at me. Going to
his side, I wrapped an arm around his waist.

"So Leon you brought Lauren? How's that
working out?" I asked looking over my shoulder at
the blonde in question. The four girls were talking
like they were best friends.

"Yeah, she's a keeper," he chuckled.

"Now to find little Tyler and Logan a
girlfriend," I pinched Tyler's cheek. He swatted my
hand away.

"Loser," he muttered with a smile.
"We missed you. I know Oliver missed you
a lot," Alex told me solemnly.

"I know but everything is great now.
Nothing is going to come between us again. That I
promise," I vowed. Things were different now. I
was going to make sure nothing tore us apart ever
again.

"So, Tyler. You going to teach me
something. I mean you’re supposed to be a trainer
right. I shall be your student," I mock bowed to
him. He thumped me between the eyes.

"Get in the ring, youngin. We'll teach you
to be a badass just like us," Leon laughed. Looking
around at my family, I smiled. It was good to be
home.

~Still Swinging~
Leon frowned as I swung another punch at
him and he easily dodged.
“Ever, maybe you need a break,” he told
me.
I shook my head, “We haven’t even been
going at it for like ten minutes,” I breathed.

Inhaling a breath, I tried to control my
breathing but I have to admit it’s taking everything
I have to not cringe in pain.

“Everlyn, I’m not fi
ghting you anymore. I
can tell your shoulder hurts. You almost fainted
when I grazed you earlier. Besides Oliver is going
to start soon.”

I sighed, “Fine,” I grumbled. I climbed out
of the ring dodging a few people who had been
watching.

The warehouse was packed now.
Apparently, Oliver was calling a meeting.
“When is he going to start?”
“Soon,” Tyler spoke appearing out of the
crowd.

“He sent me down to get you. He wants you
with him when he announces a few things. He
thinks it’ll help if you’re with him.”

“Me why?” I asked confused.

“Well little Mother,” an older boy started in
from my left, “You keep Oliver from wanting to
murder us all.”

I laughed,” Little Mother? I’m no one’s
Mother and I doubt Oliver would kill any of you.
You’re his family,” I grinned.