32 | seeing red

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It's three in the morning but I haven't been able to fall asleep yet

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It's three in the morning but I haven't been able to fall asleep yet. When we were all made to leave Olivia's side due to the visiting hours, I so desperately wanted to argue and be able to stay with her for the night but Admira wasn't letting that happen, having Divine drive us all home.

Even though Divine drove us home, Ashton ended up at my house, as his parents are out of town as always, as he needs them right now more than ever. Almost losing Olivia hasn't done good on him. It hasn't done good on any of us, really, as we've been worried sick since the day she disappeared to her dad's house somehow. But she's okay, she is, so now we're all worrying way less, as we saw her awake earlier.

Olivia's dad hasn't even been found yet, the cops and detectives are fucking terrible at their jobs. He almost killed his daughter, you'd think they'd be more urgent about their job to find him. I debate on looking for him myself, Ashton being the only thing holding me back even as he wants to also.

Overtime Olivia had told me a few stories about the many times her dads hurt her, which hasn't been many stories as she rarely talks about it all. She's had to give herself stitches on her own a couple times after he had 'bad days.' She has so many scars. I want to kill him, so desperately.

None of us know how or why Olivia was back with her dad, as she hasn't said anything about it nor have we asked yet, just happy that she had woken up, but it's obvious she was forced back there. She wouldn't willingly go back. And now she won't even talk. She was just beginning to talk to everyone but now she's like the girl I first met.

Maybe not the first girl I had met, as she wouldn't even give me the time of day, she just won't speak a word now. I wonder if she did talk to the detective and social worker we all had to talk to. She'd push me away but she didn't today, as she cried in my arms, as my heart broke more than ever.

My feelings for Olivia are becoming something more than a high school first love and it's fucking scary, might I add.

As cliche as it is, she's not like anyone else I've ever dealt with or met. I loved how she acted with me at first when other girls, as in Lexi, were throwing themselves at me, almost literally. And it's not at all just about how I was curious about her, always wondering why she didn't talk and stuff. Especially now that I know why, the reasons with what she's gone through. The way I am on the verge of murdering someone for her, that someone being her dad, says that this is more. Or maybe I'd kill anyone's dad who's done this to them. But still, this is more than ever.

I wouldn't say I love her, not yet, but it's pretty damn close to loving her. Even if it hasn't been that long since we've met then started going out, now dating.

But we didn't even get a full day of our relationship before her dad nearly killed her.

I miss her so fucking much right now, I have over these last days. I worry for when she gets out of the hospital, how she'll be mentally rather than physically. Physically she will heal as the doctors say, but it's always mentally to worry about.

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