Kate's POV

I've spent all my time with Olivia. She hasn't woken up yet. I'm terrified.

They tell me if she does wake up she won't be the same. The tumors have taken over her body. She might not be able to walk, talk, she just won't be the same. My Olivia might be gone.

Dottie has forced me out of the hospital. She told me I needed to see the sun, feel the breeze. I just couldn't be happy if I knew Olivia was sick. I drive home, almost in a daze. You know when you get somewhere and you forget how you got there. That was this. Everything was automatic.

Like breathing. It just happened.

I sit in my car in front of my house. Numb.

I lost track of time, I finally decided to get out of the car and go inside. I drop my bag and put my coat away. Just lost. I stand in the entrance and just look around. Olivia's toys everywhere. I had Dottie call and ask Patricia not to pick anything up. Just clean the fridge and the bathrooms.

I can't remember the lat time I ate. I force myself into the kitchen and make a grilled cheese sandwich. Nothing fancy. I don't have time for that. I chew without taste.

I decide a swim will do me best. After I've changed into my suit I decide to pour myself a glass of Merlot and take it with me for my swim. I place it at the edge of the pool and start swimming laps.

I don't know how many I swim before I look up and stop in my tracks.

“Jesus Christ Louis. What are you doing here?” I ask paddling over to the edge.

“Dottie called me, I'm sorry about Olivia.” He tells me as I take a sip of my wine, clinging to the edge of the pool.

“How did you get in here?” I ask, drinking more.

“The door was unlocked. I looked all over for you, calling your name. You should really lock it.” He crouches down against the pool. “Are you okay?”

“Do I look okay?” I finish off my glass and put it down carefully as to not break the glass. When in fact all I want to do is throw it against the wall and watch it shatter into a million pieces like my heart.

“You don't have to be alone Kate. I'm here.” He is the only person and the last person I want to see here. It doesn't make sense but it does to me.

“What if I want to be alone? And I am alone, just because you're here doesn't mean your with me.” That one rather large glass of wine I had is making it's way into my system.

“Nobody wants to be alone Kate.” The way he says my name just catches me. This is not an attraction I'm suppose to have I remind myself.

“Come on, lets get you dry.” He extends a hand and I swim to the ladder instead. I didn't bring a towel, it's my house, I can get the floor wet if I want to. I don't say anything to Louis as I pick up my glass and start walking up the steps.

I put my glass on the kitchen island and once again ignore Louis as I walk up to my room on the top floor. I decided to warm myself up with a shower.

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After I comb through my wet hair I open the door to the bathroom, naked. Once again, my house. I see Louis sitting on the bed.

“Oh my God.” I quickly step back into my bathroom and shut the door, grabbing the closest towel and wrapping it around my body.

“I didn't see anything, I swear!” I hear Louis interrupt my embarrassment.

“What are you doing here?” I ask through the door.

“I'm not leaving you alone.” I can hardly hear him and I decide that it doesn't matter. I open the door and see him sitting on my bed. I try not to laugh as he bounces up and down.

“This is kind of fun. You should get a trampoline.” He jokes.

“I'll add it to my list. You know, I can shower by myself, I don't need a body guard by the door.” I riffle through my drawers and find underwear and a sports bra, black leggings and head to my closet for my favorite gray sweater. I close the door behind me and slip everything on. Louis obviously ignoring my last comment.

Louis is still sitting on my bed when I come out.

“So what do you want to do tonight?” He asks.

“Don't you have somewhere to be? Someone to be with?” I ask him. I'm trying not to be rude but I just can't put myself in this situation again. He's with someone.

“I'm exactly where I need to be.” I extends his arm and nods his head as if to have me join him. Against my better judgment, I link arms with his and follow him down the steps. We can be friends, right?

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We watch movies. Of course. What else is there to do? I'll admit it was nice to not have to watch a kids movie with singing animated characters every five seconds. At least my theater room has comfy furniture.

Louis sat down first, I purposely sat in a different row. Louis got up and sat next to me. After stretching my legs out Louis grabbed my feet and rubbed them. I just can't pull away when he's finished. I just leave my feet there. This is just awful. I shouldn't do this.

I sit in silence.

“So how's Olivia?” He asks.

“Um, she's sick. She had a seizure a few days ago when we were on our way out to look at
nursery schools for next year and when I took her in they had to do surgery, they found a large tumor at the base of her skull.” I wipe more tears away, you would think I didn't have anymore to expel from my body. “It's-it's killing her.” I finally admit it out loud. Olivia might not beat cancer. The first time I've really realized this.

“How much time does she have?” He whispers.

“I don't know. No one knows.” I look down. I can't stand the face of pity. I don't need it.

“Kate. Kate look at me.” I slowly lift my head to his. “You are strong. We can get through this.”

“There is no we Louis. It's me. You have Eleanor. It's me and Olivia. That's it.” I remind him., forcefully. Why is he saying this stuff?

“I don't think they'll be a me and Eleanor for much longer.” He admits.

“Why?” I like the change in subject.

“Things just aren't the same. I bought her a ring but I can't seem to give it to her. She's just so different now.”

“You should fix things with her.” I refuse to be the reason for a break-up. As much as I want him, he can't want me like that.

“And what if I don't?”

“Don't what?” I already know the answer but I just have to ask.

“I don't want to fix things with her.”

“Why?”

“Because I want something else.” Our eyes are locked with each other.

“What do you want?” I feel my body inching closer.

“You.”

And that's all it takes before his hands are on the back of my neck and my back pulling me in fiercely, like a hunger we devour each other. Greedy hands caress every muscle as I find my body being pulled onto his and I don't fight it. I just let it happen. I let my brain turn off and my body take over.

I tug at his shirt and he lifts his back away from the seat to let me pull it off and his hands quickly find the hem of my sweater all but ripping it in two. Him pulling me onto his lap. Our lips keep finding each other. I fiddle with his pant zipper as I blindly maneuver the belt buckle his lips move from mine to my jawline, then my neck, breathing me in. His hands find my bra, quickly unclasping it, letting it fall to my elbows as I rip it from me.

I step off from the chair and pull my pants off as I motion for him to do the same.

“Are you sure you want this?” I ask.

The nod of his head is all I need.

Notes

Hey ya'll.

Just catching up with everything, I've been having lots of inspiration to write so I felt like updating so you all can catch up with me. ;)

So thoughts on the chapter? We can all assume what they did. :) What do you think is going through Kate's head? Louis? I think these two can't seem to stay away from each other. You really think they can remain friends after this?

I see my ratings to be yo-yoing, I hate always mentioning it in my notes section so I'll throw it out there, let me know what you're thinking and we'll work through it. Do ya'll want me to continue this story? I can always stop and write a happy love story if you want. But I have plans for this one so I would write a different one completely, and it would take a while to get some inspiration.

BUT! Thank you to everyone who reads, comments, subscribes, and votes. Love each and every one of you!!

Have a wonderful night. xoxoxo