~CHPTR 7 offence~

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Onceler rang you, asking when he could see you next. You told him you would come next Wednesday. As soon as he got off the phone, he put it on his calender. Every time something, anything happened, he put it in his calender. It gave him some sense of control over the situation.

Onceler laid in his bed, thinking of things to say to you. He thought that maybe Pippa would be able to say a few words now. Maybe she would say dada to him. Wow, that would be amazing. Oncelers thoughts were interrupted by his bunk mate, Bill.

"Ay man, me and Alex are playing cards, wanna join?" He shouted, Onceler got up, deciding to socialize.

"Nice to see ya out of bed, Lers" Alex said, Onceler shot him a glance. He didn't like that nickname.

"Uh, yeah. My wife's coming to see me next Thursday." He said, smiling to himself.

"Still hanging on huh? Fair enough" Bill tossed him some cards.

"We'll be fine. Pippa will keep us together."

"Lers, 15 years is a heck of a long time. She's gonna move on." He stared up from his cards, repeating the words in his head.

"I won't let her"

"Not much you can do about that!" Alex said, Onceler stared at him angrily, he shut up. Bill, unfortunately didn't get the memo.

"Ya know what Lers, she's lasted a lot longer than most. My wife divorced me as soon as I got arrested" He chuckled sadly.

"Well, Y/N is different."

"They all are kid." Bill sighed, focusing his attention back onto the cards.

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Onceler was eating in the canteen, when a guard said he had a visitor. Y/N? He wasn't expecting her until next week. Maybe you moved it forward.

He walked through, expecting to see you there. He couldn't see you. He scoped the room, looking for a familiar face. I mean he saw a familiar face, his own.

The man who looked the same as him waved, an excited look on his face. Who was he?

Onceler sat down carefully, confusion all over his face. The man tried to shake his hand, but he just looked at him.

"What is going on right now-"

"Hi Onceler, I know this must be real confusing for you. It was for me when I found out"

"Found out what?"

"I'm your twin brother, we got seperated at birth" The man said. A twin? Woah, this was trippy.

"Erm, okay. What's your name?" Onceler wasn't used to speaking to people outside other than you. This was especially weird since he felt like he was looking into a mirror.

"I'm Oliver, nice to meet you" He held his hand out again, this time Onceler reciprocated.

"So, where ya been?"

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You got ready to see Onceler, putting on makeup and a nice outfit. You usually wouldn't make this much effort, but you thought he would appreciate it. You walked through to the kitchen, pouring yourself a cup of coffee.

You hadn't seen Oliver since he stayed over the night of the party. You wanted to make it clear to Pippa that he was not her father.

Additional to this, you were going to tell Onceler about his twin. He should know about him, especially since you knew him. You sighed, finishing your coffee and heading out.

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"Hey Once" You said, he looked happier than before. He looked like he made some sort of effort, clean shaven.

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