Forever Yours

CHAPTER 3 ~ BLOSSOM

„Wait for me!" Liam shouts.

I run towards our pool.

I start giggling when I look behind me to find Liam trying to catch up on me.

I start running faster, giggling louder.

„Try to catch me!"

But before Liam could even hear me, I fall into the water.

Water filled my lungs as I tried to scream.

I hit something with my left foot. I hear Liam shouting my name, but it sounds muffled through the water.

I can't see anything.

Panic started to blossom in my chest.

My heart is racing.

I think I passed out.

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-OLIVIA JANE YILMAZ-

Memories start to flood back into my brain. Inside the box, are pictures, letters, drawings...

And on top of it all: My childhood best friend and all time companion.

Mr.Hoppington.

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"Mommy, please! Look at this cute little bunny!"

Mommy was looking for some toys for Liam's birthday next week.

She looked down at me and smiled.

"He is very cute, Liv. Do you want to get him?"

"Yes! Thank you Mommy!"

I smile and hug her tightly.

Best. Day. Ever.

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Nostalgia is really a beautiful feeling when it comes to memories like these. I put Mr.Hoppington aside, and pick up the first picture that lays in the box.

A picture of me, in a purple swimsuit with a huge smile on my face. And next to me was a little boy. A little bit smaller than me. Liam. He looked so cute as a child.

A smile forms on my face and I sigh. The things I would do to go back in time and live it all again.

"Olivia?", someone shouts upstairs. My dad. I look at my slightly opened door. "Yes, dad? What's going on?"

A few seconds of silence.

"I'm leaving!" he says in a louder voice now.

I put everything back inside the box, put the lid on, and rush downstairs. My dad is standing in the doorframe already. I walk towards him to give him a quick hug and a peck on his cheek.

"Görüşürüz, Babacim" (See you soon, dad), I say with a polite smile.

"Görüşürüz, aşkim." he says, returning the smile.

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I enter the kitchen to see mom cleaning up the dishwasher.

"Hey, mom."

She turns around and smiles. "Hey, shouldn't you be upstairs and get ready for bed?" she asks casually. "I'm not tired yet." She stops whatever she was doing and turns around again.

"Liv? Are you okay?" The question catched me off-guard. "Yes, I'm fine." I force a smile. I wasn't okay. Not at all. Whenever someone asks this question, I think of a million why I'm not fine. But I wouldn't tell her that. Obviously.

I only noticed now, that mom looked tired. She tried to smile. I walk towards her and take the plate she was holding. "Mom, please, catch up on some good sleep, okay?" I say softly. Her expression changes immediately. "Thank you, honey", she says and gives me a kiss on the forhead and leaves to go upstairs.

They fought again. Was the first thought that came to my mind.

But I didn't hear it? I heard nothing. Mom and dad try to avoid each other as much as possible because they fight over the smallest things. Today they've been civil. They had to make a good impression. But for what? I realize that I was overthinking it all again and picked up some more plates when my phone buzzed. I still have it in my left hand from when I rushed downstairs earlier. I look the screen that lit up as soon as I got the message.

Unknown

Come outside.

I stare at my phone. Who is this? Why would they text me this late? It's almost eleven. Are they watching me? I feel uneasy. My heart is starting to race. Cold sweat on my forehead. But something inside of me wanted to see what waited for me outside.

It's too dangerous. Don't do it.

Someone is knocking at the door. My heart stops for a second. Who is this? Is it the person that texted me? I walk towards the door, my hands slightly shaking. I put on my shoes quickly and opened the door a little. It was pitch-black outside. No one at the door. I open the door a little wider. "Hello?", I ask. I step outside and look around. There.

A few meters in front of me, leaning against a street lamp, is a shadow. One person. Wide shoulders. Black hoodie. Black sweatpants. He's looking up. I can't recognize the face. Go back, says a voice in my head, but my heart is racing and I have goose bumps. I don't move. Go back to the house. But I can't. He is walking towards me. Normal steps. My heartbeat is speeding up. He stops a few steps ahead of me. I could almost feel his breath on my skin as he said in his deep voice, "Olivia."

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"Liam?" I whisper. He is the only person I could imagine being here right now. Is it really him? He looks up until he reaches my eyes and I could see his whole face because of the faint light coming from the house.

Oh my goodness. He was stunning. Brown eyes. Long lashes. Brown hair. Sharp jaw. Full lips.

I look at him and we maintain eye contact. He looks away quickly, and says "Olivia, did my parents come here today?"

No "how are you?" or "you look so different, but it's nice to see you again."

Well he definetly looks different. I nod, unable to say something. He looks back at me, and I could see his face once again, focusing on the details. A faint of a shadow under his eyes. His skin looks pale. He looks almost sick. But even then, he still looks good, I suppose. "Hm." I look at him, in confusion. Why is he here? "I came over because I need to tell you something." Came over? How does he even know where I live? "It's complicated. You should come for dinner tommorow. I'm sorry." He looks away and just leaves me standing there. What? I can't process what happened. And also, why would he text me anonymously? I have his number saved. I mean, he was pretty weird over text, too. I went inside, walking upstairs. I decide that I will think about this tomorrow, and that I desperately need some sleep, especially after what happened just now.

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