Olivia opens the apartment door, hoping that the five year olds question would be forgotten about.
She sees Ed sitting on her couch.
"Ed!" The little boy runs towards him and jumps up onto his lap.
"Hey little man" He says not making eye contact with Olivia.
"Come on Noah" she says
"No! I want Ed to help me do my homework!" The five year old persists
"Noah, come on! Ed doesn't want to!" she says
"It's okay, I don't mind, " he says picking up the little boy.
Ed helps Noah do his homework, which is really just colouring.
They are done By the time they are done Olivia has made Noah's dinner.
She feeds him before getting him ready for his bath. She uses his bubble bath and ducks.
She picks Noah up from the couch and carries him into the bathroom.
They play ducks and boats before she washes him. She gets him into his pajamas ready for bed.
When she finally settles him down. She turns out the light and and walks back into the kitchen.
"Ed. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you. I just couldn't" she says out of no where, breaking the silence.
"Liv. It's okay. I know how hard it is. If you want to talk to me then I'm here. If you don't, then I'm still here, Incase you change your mind" he smiles
"I know" she replies
"I love you"
"I love you too"
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Last Saturday Night
FanfictionSocial services turn up at Olivia's apartment to investigate the bruising on her 5 year old son, Noah, that were discovered by a teacher at his school. Of course Olivia didn't do it, but the only way to get herself out of this mess.... Is to tell th...
