THREE|Headed to Forks

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Olivia spotted their parents together in the living room and then Olivia was glancing quickly now over at Quil, taking in the sight of her little brother.

Both of them, they were absolutely soaking wet from the rain and Olivia also wet from the ocean's mist and waves, covered in sand from the soccer game and Olivia was nodding a little bit. "School called?" Olivia didn't have to say it really, the words were written all over Old Quil's face and their mother's face as well. But nonetheless, she spoke up anyways and they both were nodding.

"Quil, go upstairs." Quil opened his mouth immediately to protest his mother's words with some of his own but their mother shot him such a severe glare before he could even speak in his own defense, that the younger Quil's mouth snapped shut as soon as he had seen the look.

A level of anger that they hadn't seen in her for a very long time and Quil looked up at Olivia, a last ditch attempt to stay downstairs. Olivia, who was still taller than him for now, but she knew better than to think that would ever last, he was still growing and she was nearly her full height and she sighed.

"Go on upstairs, Quil. I'll be up there soon after you, all right?" She said with a confidence in her voice that she definitely didn't feel at the moment after the look that they had both seen on Mrs. Ateara's face and Quil hugged her quickly, perhaps realizing that something was off. Before he was jogging up the stairs and he shot a concerned look back at Olivia, who waved him away and Quil disappeared the rest of the way up the stairs.

"You got yourself expelled from school?!" Mrs. Ateara shouted in disbelief and at the tone of voice, Olivia flinched briefly at the sound of a shout that she hadn't heard many times before but it was always a bad thing.

"It wasn't my fault. Did you see Georgie with any serious wounds other than a bruise on her face? I didn't hit her back, not even once, not one damn time! I pinned her onto the floor to restrain her after she nearly broke my nose and I have a bloody shirt to prove it." Olivia gestured to her undershirt which was caked with dried blood. "The bruise that she got was from the floor." She said and Mrs. Ateara looked at her.

"Even if I say that I believe you on this matter, the odds, they are not even close for you to be allowed within fifty feet of Georgie. Even if you were allowed, there would be a fight within minutes. Some of the other parents in the school, they all agree that maybe you should put some distance between you and La Push for everyone's sake." Olivia felt the pain stabbing into her at the words, she recognized what her mother was saying.

"You're sending me to Forks, aren't you? I'm not going to be coming back here after going to the school in Forks every day, am I?" Olivia asked the question that she dreaded hearing the terrifying answer to but she needed to hear it, even if she already knew the answer in her heart.

"Chief Charlie Swan has offered to take you in, at least... At least, until we feel that you're ready to come home." Mrs. Ateara was trying to sugarcoat it and Olivia's eyes blazed at the words and Mrs. Ateara, she was recognizing the temper that although they had attempted to temper with love and care, it was still able to catch as fast as lightning.

"In other words, you chose to adopt me as a baby and now, now that I'm old enough to make my own choices, you just want to get rid of me?" Olivia asked with a tremor of rather furious anger in her voice and at the tone of her voice, Mrs. Ateara looked scared of her. "Fine, I'll leave. But you are the one who is going to have to explain it to Quil!" She snapped and stormed up the stairs quickly.

"Olivia?" Quil had come out of his room and at her name, Olivia already was shaking her head.

"Not now, Quil." She stated.

"But, Olivia..."

"I said NOT NOW!" Olivia spun around to face Quil and in her anger at the unfair situation she was in, she screamed at him and Quil froze at the sight of her anger.

Olivia saw Quil's eyes filling up with tears and before she could apologize to him, Olivia was already kicking herself internally at the loss of her temper when Quil turned around and he fled into his room again.

Olivia punched the door frame and she was shaking out her right hand in pain, running the fingers of her left hand over her broken knuckles.

Olivia silently left her backpack outside of her bedroom door and she shut it, locking it behind her. Olivia's eyes moved around the room quickly before she started to pack.

Clothes, sketchbooks, a bunch of sketching pencils and even a couple of pencil crayons. All of them went into her messenger bag and she didn't even bother to get out of her wet clothes, as she was clambering down out of the window and climbing down until she landed on the ground.

Olivia pulled her hood up and a moment later, she was starting to walk through the muddy streets and she was looking around carefully.

Olivia found herself back at First Beach and she was sitting down on the boulder near the top of the beach and this time, she was high enough to avoid at least, getting even more soaked by the waves.

Olivia didn't even really know how long she had been out there for, just sitting on the huge boulder with rain pouring down around her and indeed completely soakin' her to the skin and bone, when she heard a very familiar vehicle pulling up.

"Hey Livy." Olivia glanced up at the nickname that only Sam called her at the moment and she sighed.

"How did you know?" Olivia asked quietly as Sam was sitting next to her and she was shivering.

"Old Quil called. Said that you had stormed off and that you'd screamed at Quil, which was a new one for me. I never thought that I would hear you be the one, whose voice rose." Sam answered and Olivia glanced over at him. "I have known you since I was two, Olivia, you really think that I'm one of the only Quileutes who doesn't know where you go to think?" He asked and she nodded a little. "You're not going to be staying out here all night, are you?" He questioned and she sighed.

"No, probably not. But, I can't go home either. I was thinking of finding a spot in one of the caves..."

"You are not sleeping in another one of the caves ever Li, I will just take the couch tonight." Sam said at once and she reached out and silently squeezed his hand in silent gratitude, before he was nodding. "Now, come on, you are completely freezing." He said and she was getting up as she stuck by his side and they were driving away from the beach.

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