landons pov-
'i give up.when will this end?'
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"NO!""PLEASE!"
"STOP!"
I'm woken up to screams and kicks in the back.
Fuck, who is screaming.
I hear someone whimper from beside me.
Olive.
My eyes shoot open and i turn to face olivia.
There were tears falling down her cheeks and she was frantically trying to get the covers of from her.
I grab her arms and force them down.
"NO! PLEASE LET ME GO!" she screams.
My eyes start to warter as i knoe what is going on in her nightmares.
"Hey olive, shhh its okay im here, im here calm down." i try to soothe her.
Her eyes shoot open and she jumps into my arms.
"I remember." she whispers.
My eyebrows scrunch up.
"What do you remember love?"
She sniffles, "your last name seemed familiar when i saw it on the bench but i couldnt remember."
"What about my last name?" i ask,worried about the situation.
she looks past my sholder and i can see the tears in her eyes.
"your dad, landon he was there." she answers.
"where? where was he? in your nightmare?"
She nods "He did things to me, landon he raped me and he said 'me and my son could use her'."
Rage burns through me.
My father was a rapist. is a rapist. how many other girls has he done this too?
Realisation sets in me. thats why he didnt come to the party.
"I'm so sorry landon. i know that isnt want you wanted to hear today."
I look at her in shock.
"Olive, you have nothing to be sorry about. im sorry that my sperm doner is a nonce and a rapist. you deserve so much more in life than those wankers." i kiss the top of her head as she starts to cry again.
"It isnt your fault baby, you were how old?" i ask.
"10 the first time."
I shake my head and grit my teeth, i will not let my anger show infront of her.
As if on cue my dad calls me.
I walk out the room kissing olive on the head before i left. i pick up the phone gripping it as i speak.
"landon! my boy how are you?" he says.
All i see is red.
"Cut the crap, why wernt you at the party a couple lf months ago?" i snap.
He doesn't say anything so i answer for him.
"I know what you did to olivia. you dont have a son anymore. you mean nothing to me. mum and sofia would be disappointed in you john. how many other girls have you done this to? did you do it to mum? to sofia!"
"No! no! olivia was the only one i promise, i felt terrible after i live eoth that guilt eveyday!" he trys to persuade me.
I laugh without humor. "you are sick. never contact me again."
I hang up and block him.
When i look back at olivia see that she has fallen asleep so i place her back into bed and play with her hair.
I go onto my messages and call zavion and jordan.
"Ehats up man?" jordan answers on the first ring.
"I need a drink, come meet me at the bar closest to me."
"Whats going on?" zavion finnaly answers.
"We are going out. get ready." i say.
"Hey man whats up with you?" jordan starts.
"Nothing. i'll tell ylu when i get there. just hurry up."
"We are on our way" jordan says and i hang up.
Fuck this.
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5 hours and a whole lot of drinks later i am drunk.
I told the boys what happened and they both decided i needed this drink.
I'm so fucking angry at my father. how dare he do that to olivia.
"I know its so messed up. olivia deserves so much better in life. the worst things allways happen to the best people you know?" jordan says.
Did i say that out loud?
"Yes." he says.
"Ok thats enough for the both of you, you need to go home. to your girlfriend, who you left alone by the way, after a nightmare."
Shit. olivia.
"I'm calling her to come and pick you up."
"No! john was always drunk she eouldnhave anothrr nughtmare if she saw me drunk." i state.
"She says shes coming. no getting out of this one now mate." zavion laughs.
Fuck.
(A/N)
YAYAYA ANOTHER CHAPTER DONE!!
i have school tomorrow and i want to cry.
anyways (756 words)
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The art of love
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