rue and fezco gave olivia two options.

option one: she would go to rehab for a little while to get her shit together. which, for rue to say, was kind of hypocritical. but it didn't really fucking matter.

option two: olivia would stay with fezco and attend meetings with rue. neither fez nor rue wanted liv to be alone, but they also knew she needed help.

liv chose the second option.

even though it would be hard, even though a potential drug addict probably shouldn't be staying with a dealer, and even though olivia would have to listen to lexi and fezco's late night conversations which were literal fucking hell, it was all better than olivia being alone.

"can you help me do this?" faye asked, standing in the doorframe of the bedroom. olivia turned over and looked at her. she held up fezco's suit in her hands, the suit he was planning to wear for lexi's play.

olivia got up and plugged the steamer into a hallway outlet as faye hung the suit up on the wall.

olivia and faye got along really well. they were either going to get along or hate each other, no in between.

"i know it's kind of a weird situation, because your, like, a drug addict and everything-" faye started. liv cut her off right away.

"i'm not a drug addict." she said. faye chuckled.

"sure. but i was gonna say it's nice having a girl in this house." she finished.

faye was wearing short shorts and a short sleeved top. liv, however, didn't want to be late like fez would be, so she was dressed and ready to go in a pair of jeans and a tight top that showed her boobs. she put makeup on her arms to help cover the bruises jayson gave her that couldn't seem to go away.

liv caught faye looking at her chest.

"yeah. i mean, i guess." she agreed, awkwardly.

fezco came out of his room and walked up to the two girls. olivia looked at him, seeing he only had a tank top and shorts on. he looked at her as well, seeing her revealing top. liv looked away after the two made eye contact.

"what we got going on?" fez asked. faye was in her own little world, smoothing out fez's shirt.

"freshly steamed." she said. she took the shirt off of the hanger and handed it to liv, who gave it to fezco.

"yes, yes, yes. you guys are da best. yeah, we steppin out tonight. ohh, bless your heart." fez said, excited. he started putting the shirt on, and gave olivia a look.

faye stepped in front and started helping fezco put his shirt on, partly just to see what olivia would do. when faye looked at fezco, she saw him staring at olivia. it was clear there was something unresolved between the two of them.

"i really do appreciate you doing that, though." he said. olivia nodded, since all he was doing was staring at her.

then, someone walked in the house.

"damn, what's good?" custer said, entering the hallway. immedietly, his eyes fell on olivia's chest.

why was everyone fucking staring at her tits today?

fezco saw where his eyes wandered, but olivia didn't seem to notice.  nonchalantly, fez grabbed liv's arm and stepped in front of her. liv let out a little wince she didn't mean to, and fezco gave her a look.

"liv, this is custer, fayes boyfriend. custer, liv. she's stayin' wit me for a little while, too." fezco informed, not looking away from olivia.

and neither did custer.

"hello-hello." he said.

fezco was still holding onto liv's arm, and he picked up his hand lightly to look down at it. even though it hurt, liv pulled it away and started walking the opposite direction.

"i'm leaving. i don't want to be late." she said, not bothering to say goodbye to anyone.

once olivia got to the school, she saw the seats that her friends had saved her; one next to maddy, so that maddy was sitting in between kat and liv, one next to cassie, so cassie was sitting in between liv and nate, one next to elliot, and one next to rue.

it was an easy choice.

"hey. i started wondering if you'd make it." rue said, moving her legs so that olivia could sit. liv smiled.

"i didn't want to miss it. i know fez is probably on his way. i left without him." liv told her.

i knew it was probably hard for olivia to be living with fezco, but i didn't really care. as long as she was healthy and sober.

"are you, uh, excited for the play?" rue asked. liv shrugged and played with her thumbs.

"i'm nervous." she answered, honestly.

"why?" rue wondered.

olivia thought for a moment. she thought about how lexi talked about her intentions with the play, and how fezco seemed a little iffy on it himself.

"i just don't think it's gonna be what we think it is."

and with that, the lights dimmed and the curtain opened.