"I see through those silent lies of yours, Liv."
𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫, the girl who's known to be mute in school. No one knows why though, and she doesn't want anyone to know either. Only her best friend and this certain boy want to know why. S...
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This is really fucking happening. Me and Olivia, on a date. A fucking dream come true, after all these months of having a crush on her.
I was annoyed, embarrassed, all that when Ashton and Danny really just had to expose my crush-but now I'm so damn thankful because it led to confessions and now here we are. On a fucking date!
Olivia actually likes me back. How? My first true crush-I hate that word-likes me back? How lucky am I?
Me and Olivia walk together, holding hands as mine sweat, maybe hers too but I'm sure it's mostly mine. I'm so nervous, I don't know why. It's not like I haven't hung out with Olivia alone before, but now that we're calling it a date? Holy hell. I've always been nervous around her but it's worse than ever now.
And then dad about to give us the talk? That was about the most humiliating thing in my life that's happened. Especially when Olivia's face along with mine flushed so much. Damn you dad.
I glance over at Olivia, the same second she does so we smile at each other once again, this has happened a lot. It's hard for me to not steal glances at her over and over, not with how damn pretty she is.
Her hair is down as it usually is, covering the remaining marks on her neck, most are healed now, that I have to look away from because it pisses me off. Her own damn dad.
But to the point, her hair is down of course, flowing perfectly as usual. She's wearing makeup, it covers the faint bruises left on her face, but she has on some eyeliner or something and lipstick on too. But with or without makeup, she's perfect. And she's wearing a purple sweater I've never seen her wear, I haven't seen her wear anything other than these certain three or four outfits, I'm sure she got it from Divine. It looks perfect on her, fitting her small frame just right.
Olivia's looking healthier already, since she's been staying with Divine and her mom Admira for nearly a week. Her bruises and body overall are healing, and none are being added. She looks so much happier. Her cheeks have gained color again, under the makeup. I'm so happy she went with Divine finally.
I just worry about her mental health. She doesn't talk about what happened much, she has but not as much as she should to let things out, and no one asks too much about it, not wanting to upset her. But she really does seem happier than she did for the month I knew her before finding out and all that.
"Oh, my god," Olivia says, bringing me back to reality. "Is that it?" She points to the boardwalk, seeming so excited and even more when I nod.
"Ready to have some fun?" I wrap my arm around her shoulders, keeping her close by me when I see crowds of people on the boardwalk. It's November, so it's a shock to see this many people here, but the weather has stayed decent lately-not hot nor cold, just right.
"So ready!" I've never seen her so excited and now I want to do everything I possibly can to continue to keep her this happy and excited.
She deserves the fucking world and I'll do my best to give her just that.
