Happy birthday Olivia

chapter 9

We both stood up in an excited state. Olivia wanted to get drunk I could see it in her eyes. Olivia walked out the door and asked if I was going to come or not.
"Give me a second. I'm finding the key to the cellar."
"Ok... but like hurry it up. Ugggh I'm already bored and it's been five seconds."
"Olivia remember that door underneath the stairs?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Go there and wait for me. I'll be down in a couple of minutes. Five at max. Okay?"
"Okay. I've never been in a cellar before. Wonder what'll be like." The answer is that it'll be cold and dark. Honestly though it's not too bad when you get used to it. My dad used to buy bottle of wine from all over the world. The best was always from Italy and France. There was just someone about it. He never was strict on drinking alcohol. He said as long as I don't end up passing out it's all ok. Personally I thought my dad was the best. Until he wasn't. He would sometimes get these mood swings and through things at me. Plates, cups, a kettle. Anything in his vicinity. That's why I have a scar on the back of my neck. It was from when he threw a stapler at me and it went off as it hit my neck. I had to rip it out because my dad refused to take me to hospital incase he went to jail. After they I created a little rule. I would never ever self-harm, but instead I would just hurt other people. I'm actually surprised no one's thought of that before. If they're the ones causing you pain. You should make them feel pain. As the saying goes... You get what you're given.

I popped the back of the drawer in my desk out to reveal where I hid the key. I then took the key and put back the little wooden board that belonged in my drawer. I walked downstairs and saw Olivia standing to the side of the polished wooden banister. She looked very excited.
"You got the key?" She asked.
"No I brought a bobby pin and a screw driver to pick the lock. Of course I have the key. I wouldn't have come down if I hadn't had the key you dummy." I laughed to show her it was a joke. She did her little giggle and I unlocked the door and we let ourselves in.