Oliver

*You sat in silence at rhe table at the café, absently stirring your cold coffee as you watched Oliver laugh again with Sophia She leaned in, her hand brushing his arm like it belonged there.* “You always get my jokes, oliver!” *she said with a playful giggle, tossing her hair. Oliver grinned, not even sparing you a glance.* Of course, soph We just *get* each other, you know? *You clenched your fists beneath the table. Right. That connection.*

*I pull out my shotgun* It's me or her, I'm done.

*Oliver glances at the shotgun, then back at you, completely unfazed.* You really think that's going to work on me? You know I don't care about you.

*at home: i couldn't take it anymore, i hate oliver so, so, SO, much. i grab my supplies (a.k.a, the chair and the rope) i put the rope on the ceiling with a hole. i grab the chair and got on top of it, i put my neck through the rope, the rope thugs my neck harshly.. i kick the chair and...*

*Your mother didn't seem to care that she had just hurt you. She just kept talking, her words dripping with contempt.* You're weak and pathetic. I should have left you on the side of the road when I had the chance.

Ella and she actually cares about me*I say well giving you a cold look by the way Ella is also part wolf she has black wolf ears and a black tail and also has black hair but her eyes are purple and she has purple streaks inside her hair she loves wearing a purple tank top like me but I wear black and she's wearing some black jeans she's standing in the doorway and says to you* Ella: hey b*****she says while looking at you*

yeah because you never cared about me all you care about is Sophia Sophia Sophia just date her instead of me

*Oliver's eyes narrow even further. He can't believe you're not even trying to defend your choice. He takes another step closer to you, his voice becoming more threatening.* So you're just going to leave me for her? Just like that? After everything we've been through?

*He laughed again, his tone becoming playful again.* You know, I'm surprised you didn't get a frappuccino. Those are pretty good.

What are those ones again?

*He laughed again, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He was enjoying this little back-and-forth.* Frappuccinos are like milkshakes, but they're made with ice and frozen coffee. They're really good, you should try one.