What was most telling about the wedding being called off was that Ollie didn't seem to be all that upset or concerned about it.
Natashia was a nervous emotional mess when she went to Ollie's condo to break the news but Ollie reacted as if he had just lost an account at the credit union instead of a future wife.
"Well, okay then," was his basic response when Natashia tried to explain the crash landing and her high school regrets and guilt and her desire for a second chance to make amends to a guy she realized she always loved.
"I'm sorry I hurt you," Natashia told Ollie as they sat on his couch in his condo living room.
"You don't owe me an apology, Tasia," Ollie told her.
"I didn't plan for this to happen," she tried to explain.
"I figured it out when you kept talking about crash landings."
"You don't deserve me anyway," Ollie decided.
"Excuse me?" She asked, surprised by his remark.
"I obviously deserve better than a woman who is willing to leave me at the altar," he said coolly.
Natashia wasn't sure if she was supposed to be hurt or angry. She blinked back the tears that his words brought and she realized it was best that she leave.
"Take care, Ollie," she said as she stood.
"Enjoy swimming in the crap with the toilet guy," Ollie replied. "He's a real piece of shit."
Natashia felt the anger boil in her veins. "He's not a piece of shit!" She protested.
"Any guy who steals another guy's girl is a piece of shit in my book," Ollie said.
"He didn't steal me," Natashia frowned. "I wanted him."
"Well, go crash land with him in the toilet bowl," Ollie replied calmly. "You can leave now."
She left, not quite sure if she ever knew Ollie Cormier in the first place.
She was so upset that she went to see Zack even though it was late at night and Zack's father was home.
"He's sleeping," Zack explained when the teary eyed Natashia asked where his dad was. "You're upset," he realized, taking her into a hug as she stood in the doorway.
She could only sob in response.
"Just hold me," she pleaded.
He did, for a very long time.
"You're here," he said happily after a long while.
"You crash landed back into my life," she explained.
"I love you."
"I love you, too," Natashia said as tears of joy streamed down her face as she continued to hug him.
"I'm sorry I messed everything up."
"You didn't," she insisted, leaning in and kissing him. "You straightened everything out." She looked at him and grinned. "Septicly speaking."