trigger warning: self-harm, sensitive content
"Hey!" I yelled, jumping up and down. "Give it back! Olen!" I whined, reaching for my sketchbook.
It's been about two weeks since the ball and everything has been going on smoothly. A week after it, was Rin's death anniversary. We decided to visit his grave along with Nic, Gigi, Alexander, and Adriana. All has been well, but Alexander's words from that night still nags me at this very moment.
"Please let me in."
"Please let me in."
"Please let me in."
"Don't endure it all by yourself."
"Don't endure it all by yourself."
"Don't endure it all by yourself."
"Hello?" A voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Earth to Olivia? Are you still there? Hello?"
"Mhm," I nodded, still dazed. "Do you think I should do it?" I asked.
"Do what?" He asked back, giving me my sketchbook. "What do you mean, Olivia?" He raised a brow.
"Nothing," I muttered, coming back to my senses. "I'm going back to my room." I stood up. "I remembered that I have to do something for school." I lied.
When I got to my room, I immediately looked for Rin's pictures in my bedside table. When I got it, I smiled as a lone tear slipped in my cheek.
"Hey, Rin." I greeted. "It's been a while, eh?" I chuckled. "Anyways, I have a boyfriend now. Yes, a decent one. He's treats me well, but should I tell him about Carson?" I touched his face through the frame. "You would always be there for me. After the accident and while I was at my worst." I chuckled once again, clutching the frame to my chest.
"You never left my side." I cried. "And you gave such good advice." I sighed. "Why can't you be here? Where is Rin's special advice when I need it?" I sobbed. "Just please. I need to know if I should tell him. If I do, I'm afraid that I'll be hurt again, Rin." I explained.
"I'm tired of getting hurt." I closed my eyes, the tears flowing freely in my cheek. "So tired. I know it's going to hurt him if I do. More if I don't," I sighed. "I just need to know what to do," I cried.
I continued on crying until I fell asleep, remembering all of my good memories with Rin.
"Olivia," I woke up to someone shaking me. "Wake up. It's morning. You need to go to school."
"I don't want to," I hit the arm of whoever shook me awake. "I'm not feeling well." I said, but it came out muffle because of the pillow in my face.
"Come on," Whoever woke me pulled the blanket out of my body. "Get up," It said, pulling my hand making me sit up.
"Fine. Fine." I sighed, looking up to the face of Olen. I stood up and held my head as it was throbbing. "Olen?" I called.
"Hm?" He hummed, crossing his arms to his chest.
"I'm not.. feeling.. so... well.." And with that, I slipped into a world of darkness.
"Hm," I whimpered. "R-Rin. Help me," I once again whimpered. I feel my head looking left to right as my body keeps on shaking.
"Rin!" I shot up, panting heavily.
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The Return (De Laurel Trilogy #1)
RomanceAfter years of pain and hard work, fashion designer Olivia De Laurel finds herself reminiscing memories when bumping into a certain man. | De Laurel Trilogy #1