Based on the Netflix show Manifest
Olivia was one of the most fashionable, charismatic teenagers, life for her was great. She had perfect grades, a loving family, a boyfriend, and was an amazing athlete. She took a vacation with her family thinking...
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𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝟒𝟐𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. After the explosion. They were calling us by numbers and asking us questions, I watched as my aunt walked out annoyed.
"17!" Powell yelled trailing behind my aunt before stopping. A older man stood up and followed him in the investigation room.
My aunt sat next to me and my dad and we both looked at her curiously, "What'd you tell him?" My dad asked as me and him stared at her waiting for an answer.
"That I don't know anything." My aunt Michaela shrugged to us. I only nodded.
"Good. You don't. We want to stay far off their radar." My dad nodded as a man that sat behind us turned to us.
"But aren't you seeing things, hearing things in your head?" He asked as me, my aunt, and dad looked at each other and back to the man "They think it's my fault. They always blame the pilot." The man said as I realized he was our pilot.
I continued to sit and wait as a woman walked up to us with a determined look on her face, she was a pretty woman.
"Hi. I'm Saanvi Bahl. You're Cals family?" Saanvi asked as my dad and Michaela stood up.
"Ben Stone." My dad replied, shaking her hand as he looked over to my aunt and me. "This is my sister, Michaela and this is my daughter-" he began speaking before getting cut off by me.
"Olivia Stone.. pleasure." I flashed my pearly whites and she smiled back, "How do you know Cal?" My dad questioned after sighing at me. His most dramatic daughter I was.
"I'm a doctor. I do cancer research. Cals new treatment came from work I was doing before the plane disappeared." Saanvi, the doctor said.
"You were on the flight?" Ben my dad asked in disbelief.
"I know. It's some coincidence— if any of this can be a coincidence." The doctor said as we nodded in agreement.
"18!" Powell yelled as I jumped at his loud voice.
"Sir, what is our status here? Are we under arrest?" Michaela asked annoyed with being here, "No, you're merely detained." Powell said with an attitude.
"Actually, we're not. I'm NYPD I know how this works. We've told you everything that we know, so if we're not under arrest, then you need to let us go." Michaela explained as everyone there looked towards the two men.
"—and radar signal established." My dad mumbled as I stood up bedsides Michaela.
"Ladies and gentlemen, if you've given your statements, you're free to go. However, the events surrounding flight 828 are a matter of national security. You're instructed to observe a strict media blackout. Discuss this matter with no one. Not reporters, not your families— no one." The brown skin man said as I rolled my eyes
"You could've played the cop card eight hours ago." The woman with the bob said walking past us with an attitude.
"Oh fuck off." I spat annoyed with the woman.
"Oh, you're— you're welcome" my aunt said sarcastically to the woman
MANIFEST🛩✈️
"Drop me at the precinct?" My aunt Michaela asked as we walked out the white tent and helicopters above us blared. "Yeah, after we swing by the house. Grace must be worried to death." Ben said pulling out his phone
"I'll take the train, papa bear." Michaela said not wanting to go by the house.
"Hey, not a word to anyone." My dad said looking at Michaela in a serious matter.
"Cause NSA guy said so?" Michaela asked.
"No, because it's safer that way. We're obviously scapegoats here. And until we figure out what happened to us, I don't trust anyone." My dad said as the gate opened and there stood people with cameras so I smiled and flipped my hair. "That goes to you too." my dad mumbled to me
"Yeah, yeah I won't tell anyone." I said still smiling. I felt like a celebrity. "Why would I.. I don't have any friends." I blinked.
"—what did it feel like?- sir, sir." The news woman asked running up to my dad as he pushed past shaking his head.
"Ma'am how do you feel after coming back?" A news reporter asked as a camera was in my face, I breathed inhaling a long breath before breathing out,
"Great." I said smiling as my dad rolled his eyes and pulled me away from the crowd. — When we got home after stopping for food, I went upstairs to my bedroom. My dad went in his to go see Grace, my mother. I walked over to my vanity and grabbed my brush and brushed it across my hair. When I was satisfied I sat on my bed and opened the bag that held my food, a burrito to be exact.
"Hey Olivia." I heard my sister say as she leaned on my doorway moving a curl that fell in front of her face.
"Hey." I said with a half smile.
"So.. how are you?" She asked trying to make conversation, "I'm uh fine." I shrugged unsure."Just gonna eat this, watch some tv maybe take a nap." I said nodding slowly
"Oh um alright well I guess I'll see you later." Olive said with an awkward smile as she walked away from my door.
"Life is so weird." I shook my head, standing up and closing my door. I then sat back on my bed. "I need friends." I told myself realizing everyone I ever knew were grown with their own lives now.
When I finished eating my food I was bored so I decided to watch some television, but I kept hearing a sound. It was like a song that replayed in my head I don't know where I heard it from but it wouldn't stop. After a while I started humming the melody to it. But as hours went by it got annoying.
"Stop." I said holding my head as I laid in my bed. "Stop it now." I groaned as I tried to nap but it wouldn't stop.
I don't know what was wrong with me. But it's a whole lot of wrong. —
AUTHORS NOTE//!! It was a short episode today lol sorry. I hope you guys are enjoying this series... don't really know what to say besides love you lots<333
