Olivia Lennox is your typical teenage girl living in the small town of Charming, California.
She lives with her father Hal and younger sister Bridget. She also has an older brother named Charles who is currently serving in the US Marines.
Her mother...
⚠️ Possible TW: Implied s*xualab*se of a minor, mentions of bruises ⚠️
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Wincing slightly in pain as she climbed out of her bed, Olivia Lennox carefully made her way into her bathroom and turned on the shower.
As she waited for the water to get warm, she looked in the mirror at the fresh bruises that adorned both of her upper arms.
She knew without having to look that both of her thighs were also covered in similar looking bruises too.
This was nothing new to the fifteen-year-old though. She'd been dealing with this for close to five years now.
She had been only eleven the first time her father Hal had crawled into her bed one night after both of her siblings were asleep.
She was willing to keep enduring the pain and bruises though if it meant that her father wouldn't turn his perverted attention onto her younger sister.
Bridget was currently the same age as she had been that first night. She was not going to let the same thing happen to her sweet and innocent sister that was still happening to her.
Pulling herself from her thoughts, she proceeded to strip out of the t-shirt and shorts that she had worn to bed the night before and stepped underneath the now hot spray.
Quickly taking care of her business in the shower, Olivia got out and after drying off made her way back into her room to get dressed and ready for the day.
Seeing as it was Saturday, she decided to go for a casual look with her outfit.
She then fixed her shoulder length blonde locks into a simple yet still cute ponytail.
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Making her way out of her bedroom and down the hallway, Olivia entered the simply decorated kitchen where she found her baby sister situated at the table, a partially eaten plate of eggs and toast in front of her.
The elder sister kissed the top of Bridget's head as she walked past the table as a morning greeting, causing the younger girl to smile at her before informing her that their father had texted her about ten minutes ago to say that he'd made it halfway to San Francisco already for his business trip that he was supposed to be gone for the next half week.
