Hey everyone! Got a request for this one so I hope you enjoy it! For this chapter, I added a character that plays Olivia's fictional uncle, only I didn't know what to call him as I do not know if Olivia has an uncle, also I do not know his name. Like I did for my Courtivia book (shameless promotion) I went to a name generator and used the first one that popped up. I hope it doesn't bother but it doesn't take away from the plot. Thanks for reading!
This chapter is called 'What happens in May is for us'.

"Olivia, he's piss drunk again," Anthony whispered. He was kneeling against his shared bed with Olivia that was pushed against the thin wall. Olivia blinked awake. It sort of pained Anthony because it was still late at night, and he shouldn't be worrying his girlfriend about shit like this.
It was worrying Anthony though. The couple stayed with Olivia's uncle, and recently, Anthony noticed that he's been drunk a lot more. He had a guess that maybe he was let go off his job. Which is bad on Anthony and Olivia's ends, because he pays the other half of the apartment bill.
The crucial other part that Anthony and Olivia were struggling to pay.
If he can't pay, neither can the couple and then they're out of a place to live.
"Is he? Do you want me to and-" Olivia started to say in a light voice.
"No I'll talk to him, I just wanted to let you know. Goodnight Liv," Anthony smiled to her.
Anthony turned down the tv in their room and took a breath before leaving the room. Olivia's uncle, wasn't in his room, except inside the living room just outside.
Their apartment altogether was rectangular. The kitchen and dining room beside the door, connected to the living room, then two rooms and the main bathroom.
Anthony shut the door behind him and walked past her almost sleeping uncle. He took the liberty of cleaning a little, hoping Olivia would fall asleep and not hear any yelling if her uncle resorts to that. He usually does with Anthony.
"Uncle Mel?" Anthony called lightly. He kneeled in front of the couch, towards Uncle Mel as he sat back with a beer can at his feet, trying to sleep to the tv. Anthony had already turned it down.
"Huh? What is it?" He asked, already up and alert. His scratchy voice sort of gave Anthony a sense of insecurity in this apartment.
"Can you move to your room? Just so in the morning, we can get by without bugging you," Anthony explained lightly. He combed through his hair quickly with his right hand, to which Uncle Mel scoffed.
"Alright...just don't want to see me is that it?" Mel muttered under his breath. Anthony couldn't say anything about it, so he sighed it off. Mel grabbed sort of kicked the can by his feet, which was almost empty, but full just enough to started leaking out. Anthony was surprised at the sudden gesture and starting to frantically get a towel or something to clean the mess. It made, mean, old Uncle Mel laugh. Anthony running around didn't stop Mel from grabbing another can from the refrigerator.

Anthony was kneeled right in front of the couch, his hand over his eyes as the only light was coming from the oven light on the other side of the room. The towel was over the puddle, not big enough for all of the liquid.
Anthony was tired. Mel didn't care about that. And Anthony didn't want to worry Olivia, because right now, the new month is almost here. May, and the couple and Mel pay at the top of every month.
Anthony and Olivia were right now, struggling to come up with the right amount of money.

Anthony had gotten just a few hours of sleep that night after he got into bed and cuddled Olivia's side. Their blaring alarm brought an end to Anthony's favourite hours of the day. The calmest hours of the day.
"Good morning," Olivia smiled to Anthony. He smiled back.
"Good morning Liv. I got just a few hours of sleep, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I want you to go to bed earlier tonight."
"Uncle Mel...Olivia I think he got fired-"
"Anthony you need to stop worrying-"
"No he's here a lot more than he used to. He's here when we leave and he's still here when we get back. He used to get here about half an hour after we did." Anthony explained.
"Remember he lost his friend a while ago? Maybe that's who he went to see after work," Olivia replied back. Anthony looked deeply into her eyes.
"Olivia you have to stop defending him."
"Go jump in the shower, I'll make breakfast," Olivia dropped the subject.

The two made it to work that morning. They couldn't afford to miss it.
They both worked on an office, just different ones from each other. Anthony used to work in Olivia's building but he was always looking for a higher paying job. Even now, he always keeps his eye on jobs.
Olivia sat down at her desk. Her colleague, Noah, greeted her as he walked in.
"I got you some coffee." He set it down on her desk and smiled.
"Thank you Noah, I really needed this. I had a rough night," Olivia informed. She usually does to her colleague and friend of a year a few months now.
"Oh yeah?" Noah sat down, worried.
"Noah-I...can I ask you for some advice?" Olivia asked. She had a question that's been paining her for a while.
"Of course, I'm here for you."
Olivia cleared her throat.
"I-I don't know what to do. A-Anthony and I aren't really...I don't think I'm happy in this relationship. I don't know what to do, we just haven't...had fun and been happy with each other anymore," Olivia's words broke her heart but they were also tearing her apart as a whole.

"You're asking me what I think you should do?" Noah asked as he thought.

"I'm asking for advice, yeah," Olivia replied. She held the cup of coffee and just felt the warmth.

"If you're not happy, Olivia, maybe you need to break up," Noah said lowly. Olivia's heart broke at his words. Maybe she needs to. Maybe it's for the best.

"Okay," Olivia sighed and closed her eyes. "Can I have a hug?"

Anthony showed up to his office as his coworker, Mari, was just hanging up the phone.

"Good morning," Anthony smiled, but his rough voice proved that he wasn't having one.

"Hey, is everything okay?" Mari asked, concern easily filling her expression. Anthony plopped into his office chair and rubbed his tired eyes.

"I'm not having the best week," Anthony yawned.

"What's wrong?"

"My room mate, which is my girlfriend's uncle. He's such an asshole," Anthony chuckled sadly. Mari didn't laugh, she was still curious as well as concerned.

"How so?"

"God, where do I begin? He's a mess, he hogs the living room, and our apartment isn't very big to begin with. He's loud and short-tempered. Mari, he's tearing my relationship apart," Anthony confided. Mari's eyes widened a bit.

"With...Olivia? Is that her name?" Mari asked, remembering Anthony bringing her up in a the past quite a bit. Anthony nodded.

"Yeah, Mari, I'm sorry to bring this up but I don't know what to do anymore," Anthony sighed. Mari shook her head.

"If it's bothering you, its fine."

"I really don't know what I'm going to do anymore. I-I don't think we were meant to be together."

"Honestly? I think it's the environment. I think you should move away form the uncle if he's ruining your relationship."

"That's the thing Mari, I-we can't afford that right now. I would if I could, but I just...Can't." Anthony broke down. Mari watched him for a moment, letting him wipe away a few tears before smiling at him.

"Do you need some help?"

Olivia thought about what Noah said all day. She knew she wanted a few days or something to prepare herself. She had planned maybe a week or so before talking with Anthony.

Everything broke her heart as she kept thinking about it.

When Anthony picked her up at the end of the work day, He looked genuinely happy. Olivia was quite the contrary.

"How was work?" Anthony asked as he pulled out of the lot.

"It was fine." Olivia replied lowly.

As the days pulled away at Olivia, Anthony kept growing excited. Everyday, Anthony would thank Mari continuously, and Olivia would tell Noah that she's waiting for the moment. To which Olivia hoped never would come.

One night, Olivia made it home herself as Anthony claimed he had to work a little late tonight. Mel wasn't there and Olivia had finally, gotten some needed alone time.

The tv in front of her played a movie, but Olivia was deep in thought. Stuck in her own world.

Maybe its time, Olivia thought. Now, it's just a matter of time when Anthony will return.

The first time the front door opened, Olivia felt unsure about her opinion, but it was just uncle Mel, who went into his room. Olivia mentally scolded herself, because she figured breaking up would be for the best.

"Hello Liv," Anthony greeted happily as he shut the door behind him. Olivia had been chewing on her nail worriedly.

"How was work Anthony?" She turned around.

"It was wonderful. I have some news for you Olivia," Anthony put his jacket away before joining her on the couch. Olivia had hesitated on giving her own news and wanted to hear his instead because it's better than hers.

"Did something happen?" She asked.

"I wasn't at work Liv, instead, I was looking at our new apartment," Anthony grinned as he looked for Olivia's reaction. It grew instantly surprised.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, we're moving away from here Liv. Is that okay?" Anthony kept his smile as he watched Olivia reciprocate.

"That's great! Ho-how?"

"One of my friends at work, they offered to help us out. She's a really good friend, she just spotted us a little bit of money to help pay," Anthony explained. Olivia felt unsure and now she was doubting her decision before. "Do you want to go look at it?"

"Good morning," Olivia greeted cheerfully a week later to Noah. He smiled up at her.

"Good morning, Olivia," Noah replied back.

"I got you a coffee this morning," Olivia placed a cup down on his desk. Noah looked up at her instead.

"You're having a good day," Noah noted as he finally grabbed the cup.

"Yeah, remember when I asked you for advice a while ago? I didn't have to do it. Thank you though," Olivia sat down at her own desk.

"Everything's okay then?"

"Everything is perfect," Olivia said truthfully.

I hope this was an okay chapter, sorry, but I sort of rushed through it because I need something to post and I've been busy with other projects. I really just wanted to get this done so I apologize for this.

Anyway, you can still request a ship but remember, I won't get to it for a short little while as my plate is getting a tad bit fun but it'll be in my queue.

Also, I started a new project, another Courtivia book. It might end up being as big as the other Courtivia, just a few chapters and about 4-5 minutes per chapter but I had this idea for a plot that would be too big for a single chapter, so bear with me please if you are interested in that.

Also, just a little note about Smosh Means Death, I am hard at work on the next chapter, I might even post a chapter before I finish it. If you haven't seen it yet, Smosh Means Death is a book on my profile about Smosh not only being internet, youtube creators, except masterminds of the art of assassination and such. It does talk about death and disorders and such so if you're sensitive, no need in checking it out if it means you would be getting harmed in any way.

Finally, Thanks for reading, the next chapter would be my own idea of a ship, but if i don't get it done in time, it'll be CourtneyXWes, from a request. Have a great day all!