𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

𝒯𝓌𝑜

𝒪𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒶'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

I walk into the station with the officer and the older woman.

Of course you forget her name liv.

Oops?

They lead me over to where they do the DNA test and they do what they need

"Okay so we have to wait around 5 hours to get the results. But for now is there anything you need from your house?" The older woman says.

I really need to remember her name.

"Erm yes there is a few things I need if possible?" I politely respond.

Not that I have many clothes to pack anyways because if I did Monika and her dickhead of a partner would wonder where I got the money from and end up taking some.

"Okay not to worry I'll ask Officer Anderson to drive you there because either way you will need your stuff dear."

She walks over to the officer and says I need a lift home. After a few minutes they walk over,
"I'll drive you there if you'd like." Officer Anderson says calmly.

"Yeah okay, that's fine." I respond.

He leads me out of the building and into the car and we arrive at the house within 5 minutes.

"I won't take long I promise."

please don't come in please don't come in-

"Do you need me to go in with you?"

Dammit.

"Nope I'll be fine." I rush out opening the door without looking back.

I walk into the house not knowing what to expect, did she clean up before she went out? Will the police know about the drugs? Will they know about the drinking problem? Hell would they know about him?

Shut up Olivia of course they don't.

I sure as hell hope not.

I walk into my bedroom, grab my duffel bag and start packing.

I take out all my underwear and socks and put them in along with some tracksuits and joggers along with my jumpers and long sleeve tops. I don't own many short sleeve things because I'm always having to hide up my bruises and tattoos.

Yes I have tattoos.

Did Monika and Joseph know?

Of course not.

I walk into the bathroom and grab my toothbrush and face wash and walk back into my bedroom grabbing my stash of cash.

Ooo that rhymed.

Not the time.

Lifting up the floorboard carefully not knowing if the police found out I grab my throwing knives and my gun.

Thank the lord they're still here.

I lift up my clothes in my bag and hide them in there.