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Olive

A few hours earlier

"Qué? What did you say." A woman laughs

"Mum, I am trans as in transgender as in I am not your son anym-"

"Oliver, dear April fools was  months ago, now you should head to sleep okay." Olive's mother interrupted

"Ugh! Am I talking to a wall? My name is O-L-I-V-E that spells Olive." Olive explains

Olive's mother trembles as she begins to realise that what she was hearing was in fact not a prank. 

"Jennie honey, Is everything alright?" A man asks

"Oh Albert. Ay, dios mío!" Olive's mother cries "Tell me dear where did we go wrong, we gave Oliver the world and yet...and yet listen to the nonsense he's spouting." Jennie fumes

"Son?" her father crosses his arms angrily "Care to explain why your mother is so upset?"

Olive remains silent as her mother plummets to the ground and starts to wail

"Are you serious?" Olive scoffs also on the verge of tears "I think I've had just about enough here, why can't you be happy that I am finally becoming who I am?" she cries

"Oliver Adrían Cruz! I spent years raising you to become a strong man and this, this is how you repay me? How disgusting." Jennie snapped.

"How do you think I feel Mum? I spent years trying to find myself living in a body that I don't feel like me in. Do you know how hard that was? Do you even understand what that must have been like for me? I thought out of everyone my own mother would accept me but I was terribly wrong! And for the last time it's Olive." She hurries to her room leaving a trail of tears on the way

She proceeded to her room where Olive packed her belongings. She prepared basic essentials needed for a trip or in her case, a departure. 

Dear Mum and Dad, 

First of all, I would like to say thank you. Thank you for raising me to have my own voice, my own beliefs and my own way of life. Thank you for raising me to stand up for myself and not let anyone get in the way of my future. Thank you for providing me care, a place to sleep, food etc. For all of this muchos gracias. But really I want to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you were too backwards to be able to support me and for that I have to leave home. I refuse to live in a place full of negative energy where I cannot be myself. I really hope that you educate yourselves and maybe I will be able to return but I do not see that happening in the near future. Anyway I wish you all good-luck in life.

Mucho amor your daughter Olive <3

Olive concluded her goodbye letter to her parents and placed it gently on her bed. She glanced around her room one final time before taking a deep breath and whispered "Adios".

 She absconded with all her personal belongings and began to saunter along the peaceful street. It was early evening and the slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky as Olive meandered until the sky went from a warm orange to a dark black when a sudden uneasiness fell upon Olive. 

"Well I never. Oliver Cruz?" a man spoke, a voice which Olive recognised very well.

"Ah fuck." she whispered

"Oi. Where's your bitch of a father at huh?" he shouted

"I don't know." she muttered

"Eh? Speak up boy!"

"I don't know!" she said raising her voice almost as if she was shouting 

Olive felt a powerful blow to the face

"Ah!" she shrieked in pain

"I told you to speak up, not shout at me now for the last time where is your father?" he asked in a  frightening tone.

Olive realised that she would be in danger if she continued to talk to this man. She came to the conclusion that she should escape by ditching her suitcase and making a run for it.

"Look sir, I am truly sorry my father scammed you and took your money but please leave me be, I do not associate myself with him and what happened with you both has nothing to do with me!" she exclaims

"What? You motherfu-"

The man grabbed her by the neck and whistled and instantaneously a group of men wearing the same patterned shirt appeared

"Take him and if he tries to repel don't hesitate to hurt him." the man commanded

"Sí señor!" the group answered simultaneously

 Olive resisted as they grabbed her by her arms and legs. She tried to slip her way free but every move she made in rebellion they did not delay in injuring her. 

"I- Is that... Albert Cruz?" she blurted. The men neglected her and shifted their focus on Albert who of course was nowhere to be seen.

"Pft. Idiots!" she mumbled as she staggeringly made her getaway

Given this opportunity Olive sprinted as fast as her legs could carry her followed right by a gang of many men chasing and screaming insults left, right and center. She ran for what seemed like forever until she pelted into an ill-lit alleyway and lost sight of the gang. She reached into her pocket for her emergency first aid kit and began treating her wounds.

but to her astonishment she wasn't alone.