Male OC reader x Rwby Harem

Chapter 65

(I didn't upload because I have ideas for a new story and I wrote a handful of chapters of this book. I wrote around 20 that means I shall upload it all soon to make up for the lost time. i shall upload today, tomorrow and Friday.)

Olivia is sitting on her bed in her room, reading a book by the light of a lantern.

Olivia Aunt: Olivia, supper's almost ready!

Olivia: What're we having?

Olivia's Aunt: Doesn't matter! You're eating it!

Olivia: I never agreed to these terms!

Olivia's Aunt: It's part of the "living under my roof" contract! Read the fine print, then come wash up!

Olivia closes her book and stands up. She is walking toward the door when a voice resounds, causing her to pause.

Ozlin: We have to leave. We need to find

Olivia continues forward.

Ozlin: Olivia!

Olivia is about to grasp the door handle but holds back.

Olivia: I've decided you're not real, so you might as well give up.

Ozlin: I understand how you're feeling. I went through the same panic and confusion.

Olivia turns around and looks at an open book on the floor. She bends down and shuts it, talking aloud as she puts it and the one next to it away on a shelf.

Olivia: It's not real. It's not real. It's not real.

Olivia stands up and her reflection is visible in the window.

Ozlin: I can assure you, you are perfectly sane.

Olivia: I'm talking to a voice in my head.

Ozlin: I didn't say you were normal. I said you were sane.

Olivia starts to leave her room again.

Ozlin: There's quite a significant difference between--

Olivia: Shut up! Do you think it is funny? It's not.

Ozlin: We are in complete agreement on that matter, I promise you. Believe me, I wish they weren't the case. But as I've told you, our Aura, our souls are combined.

Olivia looks up at the ceiling without really focusing on anything but clearly showing her disgust.

Olivia: I'm done listening to you.

Ozlin: Have you ever been to Haven?

Olivia: I told you I'm not going, and I told you I'm done listening.

Ozlin: Do you think you could describe the Headmaster's office?

Olivia: No. Why would I know that? I've never seen--

Ozlin: Try. Right now.

Olivia: It's probably... It's...

Her eyes widen and her face slackens. The visual pans around her head in a circle as she continues to speak.

Olivia: It's autumn-coloured... with a large mahogany desk. There's a small table with chairs in a corner for guests, with a tea set that... I got from him.

The pan stops when Olivia refers to herself in the first person. She puts her hand to her head, disconcerted.

Olivia: Why did I say that? Why did I know that? Why did I say that?

Olivia becomes increasingly bothered and she starts backing up, dropping her hand.

Ozlin: Because I helped build that school, and the tea set was a gift from my boyfriend that passed away saving me and the students here.