Date: Sun, 13 Sep 2009 08:28:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Alicia Taylor <nittyismyname@yahoo.com>
Subject: Real Love part 13

The disclaimer is on chapter 1.

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Chapter 13.

"The things we do for love"
-10cc


 "A guard?"  Christian was surprised at the lengths Olli's mother would go
to, to "protect," her son.  "Well, I guess he's more of a butler.  Aunt
Henriette calls them butlers, but they're pretty much slaves.  She makes
them do everything you can imagine!  Like this one time, there was thi..."

Olivia saw by Christian's agitated demeanor, that it probably wasn't the
best time to tell her "what my crazy aunt made the butler do," story.  Her
excitement dampened, Olivia brought the discussion back to where it had
started.  "Anyways, he's under strict orders not to let anyone in.
Especially not tall, brown-haired boys, with blue eyes and a tendency to
kiss Olli."

Christian smirked at her joke.  He looked through the impenetrable bars of
the iron gate that encircled the towering house.  He was nervously rubbing
his hands together when he asked Olivia a question.  "So, what do we do
th...?"  "Just leave it to me.  I wouldn't be Olivia Schneider, if I didn't
have some tricks up my sleeve...so to speak."  She smiled as they looked
down at her bare arms that glowed a pale white, in the moonlight.

Olivia pressed the code into the keypad, as if she had practiced many
times.  They snuck quietly down the incredibly long path leading up to
Olli's front door, pebbles lightly crunching under their feet.  The
unlikely duo reached the large door and Christian looked annoyed as he
spoke.  "Why were we being so quiet, if we were going to ring the doorbell
all along?"

Olivia smiled.  "For dramatic effect.  I happen to know that Olli's mother
will be out for at least two more hours at some conference thingy.  So, all
I have to do is seduce the butler and we're home free." Christian was
horrified as he listened to the last part of Olivia's plan, but went along
with it anyway.

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"Come on!  Get over here, Olli!"  Olivia was running playfully alongside
the never-ending blue of the ocean; her toes digging into the hot, almost
pink sand.  Olli looked up from his light blue sandcastle to see his young
cousin, waving her hands in the air and hopping excitedly; just aching for
him to join her.

"In a minute!"  He called back to her.  `I have to get this just right.'
He let his tongue poke out of the side of his mouth a little, as he
concentrated.  Olli delicately used his hand to smooth out the roof of his
artwork, before placing the finishing touches: Miniature flowers in the
front garden and a little drawbridge, which was actually just a piece of
driftwood.

Suddenly, a young blue-eyed boy who wasn't paying attention, trampled
through Olli's painstakingly built creation.  "Hey, you messed it up!"
Olli complained.  The clumsy boy stopped in his tracks and turned to face
Olli, with a look of shock and regret.  "Oh no!  I'm so sorry...I really
didn't see you!"

"Whatever!"  Olli pouted, arms folded around his small body.  "Here, I'll
help you."  Christian tried to help the other boy out, by cupping the
deflated sides of the castle, but his touch only seemed to make it worse as
the entire structure started to crumble into his hands.  "I didn't mean
to...oh, gosh...I'm really, really sorry."  Olli started to giggle.

Christian looked at Olli and said sadly, "Are you laughing at me?"  He
seemed worried that the green-eyed boy was making fun of him, for some
unknown reason.  "Yeah, it was funny because now you messed it up even
worse.  It's no big deal, ok?  It was just sand."  Christian looked
relieved that Olli wasn't mad at him.

Olli's eyes lit up as he thought of something.  "You can play too, if you
want."  Christian plopped down next to Olli and said, "Ok, let's make
another castle."  His eyes grew serious as he stated to draw out a mental
blueprint.  "No, that's boring...let's go swimming!"  Olli eagerly
suggested.  "Yeah!"  Christian said without hesitation, before jumping up
jubilantly and heading for the water.  Olli followed.

"Look, there's Olivia!"  Olli pointed to a young girl, dressed in a pink
bathing suit.  The trio entered the water and let out gasps and astonished
screams, as they realized just how cold it was.

After their bodies were comfortable enough to do so, they began having fun.
The children pretended to be dolphins (Olli), tropical fish (Olivia) and
great white sharks (Christian).  Olli felt overjoyed and carefree.  He
started to tire a little and decided to float on his back for a while.

"Olli, come back!"  Olivia's concerned voice, made Olli's head pound.  He
saw that Olivia and Christian were suddenly standing on the seashore; very
far away from where he was floating.  "Do you need help?!"  Christian
yelled, his hands cupping both sides of his mouth.  `Do I?'  Olli wondered.
He decided to find out.  Olli began swimming; trying to make his way to the
shore, but every stroke seemed to bring him a little bit further from his
goal.

Olli struggled as a heavy undertow pulled him into the purple liquid.  He
gasped for air when he was finally able to do so.  Olivia and Christian
jumped into the water, determined to save him.  The heroic children swam
their little hearts out, but the current was too powerful.  The rescuers
had to abandon their mission.  "I'll go get help!"  Christian yelled and
then he disappeared.

Olli was panicking.  Not only because he was sure he might drown, but also
because he was sure he saw Christian evaporate into thin air.  Olli's
terrified body continued to bob up and down like a buoy.  Every time Olli
was allowed a breath, he would try his hardest to stay afloat, but his
hardest wasn't good enough.  He could hear Olivia's screams every now and
then.

A gigantic wave crashed into Olli's tiny frame and he was thrust into the
violet darkness.  When he resurfaced, Olli knew his chances of survival had
greatly dwindled.  The dry land was substantially further away and the
waves were still trashing Olli about.  Another heavy wall of water
enveloped Olli's body and he was submerged once again.

Olli was swirling around in a dark abyss.  He couldn't breathe or hear
anything.  He could hardly see.  Determined not to die, he blinked his
stinging eyes and focused them on the small amount of soft light that was
still visible.

Olli swam toward the sunny beacon of hope.  As he neared the surface, the
light grew brighter and sharper.  Though his troubles were far from over,
Olli was already calmer when he saw the sky quickly approaching.  His arms
stretched out before him, reaching to penetrate the surface of the water.

Olli readied himself for a much needed breath and was immediately let down,
when he didn't receive one.  His outstretched arms didn't reach freedom,
like predicted.  Instead they were practically bruised when they slammed
into, what felt like cement.  `Is it glass?!'  Olli wondered.  He could
still see the sun filled sky overhead.  Olli tried again to break through
the invisible force field, but his efforts were rebuffed.

After one final desperate try, Olli could hold on no longer.  He gasped for
unattainable air and his lungs quickly filled with salty, copper-like
water.

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`What the hell?'  Olli found himself on the floor of his drab bedroom.  His
sore hip told him that he had just fallen out of his bed.  `How long was I
asleep?'  He wondered, as he looked out his window and into the pitch-black
night.  It had been early morning when Olli decided to take a nap out of
boredom...he did this a lot, lately.

Realizing he could still taste the "ocean water," Olli stuck a finger into
his mouth to investigate, before inspecting his digit.  The redness on the
tip of his finger, told him that he was bleeding.  Olli had bitten the
inside of his cheek.  Still a little shaken from his strange nightmare,
Olli pulled himself off of the carpet and thought, `Hey, at least I'm
alive.'

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Olivia fixed her hair and pushed up her boobs.  Christian rang the doorbell
and then quickly hid behind a bush (Olivia's idea) as they waited for
someone to answer.  "Good evening.  May I ask who you are calling on?"  A
lean man in a freshly ironed suit and white gloves, answered the door.
"Well, I came to see my dear cousin Olli, but you'll do, handsome."  Olivia
ran her finger down the middle of his chest.  He leaned back slightly and
brushed his gloved hand over the spot she had touched, as if she had left a
mark.

Olivia was not about to give up.  "Olli didn't mention that his butler was
so...well put together.  And your uniform is just so...lint free."
Christian tried to muffle his laughter with his hands as he crouched in the
shrubbery.

"Justus, is it?"  He didn't nod, but he didn't deny the name either.  "So
Justus, how about you let me in and we can...talk."  She breathed the last
word, inches from his mouth.  Justus grabbed Olivia by the shoulders and
moved her away from him before dusting off his hands, quickly turning back
into the house and closing the door sharply behind him.  Olivia was
stunned.

"There's only one possible explanation for him turning me down!"  Olivia
complained, as she found Christian rolling on the ground behind a bush,
whilst laughing uncontrollably.  "He must be batting for your team!"
Christian's laughter started to subside.  "Wow, you're conceded!"  He
pointed out.  Olivia ignored Christian's comment as an idea popped into her
head.  "Hey!  You're not bad looking!"

"No, Olivia.  No way!"  "Come on, take one for the team!"  Olivia used
overly dramatic hand gestures as she continued.  "Think about Olli: Sitting
up in his room, all alone.  Wondering when his night in shining armor will
rescue him.  She even took away his DVD player!"  "What a monster!"
Christian joked.  And then he imagined Olli, sitting all alone in his room;
miserable.  `What if this is the only chance I have to see him again?'  The
thought hurt Christian so deeply; he knew what he had to do.

"I'll do it."  He said with a determined gleam in his navy blue eyes.
"Yay!  This is going to be so fun!  I mean...I knew you had it in you!"
Olivia excitedly punched Christian's shoulder and he had to fight the urge
to retaliate.  He took a deep breath and his eyes wandered in a circle, as
he envisioned the impending embarrassment he would surely feel.  Elated,
Olivia rang the doorbell and stepped to the left.  Christian frowned at her
and asked, "Why the hell aren't you in the bush?"  Olivia looked down at
her little, sleeveless black dress and then back at Christian.  "And ruin
this outfit?  You must be crazy!"


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