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Suspect

I couldn't think of a title name. So here's suspect!
{Your POV}

"You wanna talk?" Oliver asked as I started driving back.

"Not really" I answered gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"Come on n/n you'll feel better." He pushed.

Thank god the ride isn't that long so I will be semi alone when I'm working "If growing up with me has taught you anything, I don't like to talk about my feelings"

He sighed "Look I can tell you're mad. Your hands are gripping the steering wheel tightly and you have refused to meet my eyes, even at the last light"

I laughed humorlessly "No, don't you dare. I am not some suspect in a case. You don't get to treat me like this is an integration room and I'm the criminal." Oliver is a good detective, he really is. But to do that, he feels like he needs to be as unreadable as he can be. Funny thing is, he knows how to go from readable to unreadable in seconds. Like a switch. But in situations like this, he is unreadable. And that's how I know he's treating me like a suspect in one of his cases.

"I'm sorry I really am. But I don't think you're mad at me, I think you're mad at someone else" he commented.

I sighed. Tears stared to brim my eyes, making it hard to see. I wiped my eyes hoping to clear them. In a minute they were back. "You're right" I admitted. My voice cracking a little and the back of my throat hurt from not crying.

I glanced over at Oliver. He looked like I had just stabbed him in the heart. Becoming a little more readable. The rest of the three minute drive was in silence. I think he understood that I need time. Once we had pulled into the parking lot I lost it. I broke down into full sobs. I covered my face with my hands and just cried. Ollie wrapped his arm around me and whispered comforting words.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so so sorry that I I took it out on you. You you were just trying to help me, and what do I do? I beat you down and I'm so so sorry" I cried harder and I turned around, avoiding the wheel, to hug him.

He hugged me tightly "Shhhh it's okay. It's all gonna be okay. Wanna tell me why this is so upsetting?"

I nodded my head and pulled away. I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath. "Um yeah I do. So I guess for this to make sense, I have to start from the beginning. So um it started when Maxs' parents said they were gonna come to town. No wait, it started when Charlotte came to town then Maxs' parents. So Max and Charlottes parents said that if they weren't dating by now then they'd date each other. Or something like that. She came to the office and he wasn't dating anyone so he prepared himself to tell her. Then I said we were dating" I laughed at the memory and Ollie smiled "So we kept up the act for his parents. But then he was trying to change me, he he started dressing me as Charlotte and now..... now this! Now he's following me to lunch with friends. I just can't do this anymore I just can't" I started crying again.

He looked at me, studied my face. He is back to being my friend not the detective. He sighed before starting one of his comfort speeches "Wong" I laughed at the old nickname and he laughed too "You can't let this guy get to you. I mean I know he means a lot to you, you don't have to be a detective to see that, but you can't let him do this to you."

I nodded my head "No I know that. But you don't understand I have to"

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before asking "What do you mean have to?"

I sighed "His parents are in town for one more night. They're leaving tomorrow and I need to have one more dinner with them" I leaned back in my car and put my hands over my face. My cheeks were sticky with tears, at least I had stopped crying.

"Just say you're sick, you can spend the rest of the day with me. We need to finish catching up." He put his hand on my arm. I smiled and took his hand off my arm and held it.

I smiled and looked him in the eyes "I'd love that, but I have to work. I I have to finish. Don't I?"

He pouted "Come on! Please please please please" he begged shaking my arm.

I laughed and whacked his arm off "You know for a detective you're very child like"

"And that's a problem how?" He asked crossing his arms.

I tilted my head to the side and smiled "You're right, it's not. Come on, I still have to work, but you can sit with me. Please?"

He smiled "Id love nothing more"

I clapped my hands and opened my door.

{Maxs POV}

I messed up, big time. I don't know if she'll ever forgive me. I sighed and put my head in my hands. I had walked into the Offices before y/n and Oliver. When I came in, she was sitting in her car, crying her eyes out as Oliver comforted her. I made her cry, I hurt her. God I'm such an idiot.

"Max?" Someone asked putting a hand on my shoulder.

I jumped and whacked their hand away "Jeez Jordan you scared me"

He laughed and held us hands up in mock surrender "Sorry, I just wanted to ask if you knew when y/n was coming back? I have something I need to give her"

My smile faded at her name, reminding me of the hurt I caused her. I put a fake smile back on my face and answered "No sorry. But I think she'll be back soon"

He nodded his head "Okay thank you" he walked back to his desk and sat back down.

I turned around and sat back down to sulk. What am I gonna do? How can I face her after what I did? Oh she must hate me after my little stunt.

"So we gonna go talk to Adam?" Oliver asked.

Then she laughed. "Sorry Ollie like I said, I have to work." She laughed after I just saw her balling her eyes out.

"Okay fine. I'll just sit and watch you work. Like a wacko" he answered. I kept my eyes off them as they moved to her desk. I could just tell that he was staring at me, his eyes burning into the back of my head. I just hope I get to say my peace before she shuts me out completely.

Hey guys so this will be the last chapter for a while, I'm going to Europe on the 16th. So I'll see ya when I get back bye!!!! Have a good day/night.