What died didn't stay dead

Chapter 1

Olivia's POV:

"So you like leaving forever?" I ask my older sister Gracie while helping her pack her suitcase."No honey, not forever just 5 months you know that" she chuckles and taps my nose, I scrunch up my nose at her touch and smile. 

"I know, I'm just gonna miss you" I look down. I was never one to show my emotions in front of people. But with Gracie I couldn't help it. My 20 year old sister was moving. Moving to California which is like 3 hours away. My mum and dad are going with her to help her get settled in so I'm left behind. That's the thing about being the youngest, I'm always left behind. 

I mean it's not like I wanna go, it's hard enough to leave Gracie now let alone after but it still would've been nice to be asked. But when i brought it up my mum just yelled at me saying i'm ungrateful and a spoilt brat. 

"Hey, look at me" she chirps up after a while clearly sensing my mood change, pulling me out of my trance. she grabs my hand and lifts my chin up with her pointer finger. Her sparkling eyes she always told me looked like mine whenever I complimented her. My eyes start to water with tears but I quickly pull myself together not wanting to start sobbing even more. 

"You're gonna be ok Liviloo, i promise, I'm only 1 phone call away" she caresses my check with her thumb, while more tears continue streaming down my face. Liviloo, her nickname for me ever since I was 3. I was truly gonna miss her.

 Gracie knows about my past issues with our parents, yelling and hatred of them for me. Gracie was one hundred percent the favorite and the fact that one of their daughters was on the road to become a worldwide singer and the other was a depressed middle school student didn't help at all. 

but she was always there to comfort me after a panic attack or walk me through how to calm myself down when she was out of the house. Gracie was leaving to go to university, since our parents said even though she has released 2 albums and gone on a tour around America, She still needs a backup plan. Graice disagreed but then gave it more thought and made a plan to do a creative writing course, so she could still do some sort of writing if her dream of being a famous singer didn't work out. 

Gracie knew that her parents didn't really care for either of us, it was just Gracies fame that they wanted. That was why Gracie only ever took me to her award shows, never our parents. But nevertheless they still made an effort to be nice to her and love her, even if it is fake it would still be nice to be loved by them. Taylor was another big part of my life. I've known her ever since I was a kid. I was born just before she released 'Speak now'.

 She's my godmother since both our parents love her but Taylor could see right through that crap. See my parents didn't exactly care for me, I don't like my parents, they've never shown me real love or affection. 

The only time they come into physical contact with me is for a slap across the face or a kick in the ribs. I've never had a birthday besides when Gracie buys a cake and a present for me after work, I've never gotten a hug or and I love you from them just the cold shoulder. I mean they don't have a real reason to love me, it wasn't planned or anything. I'm just the outcome of unprotected sex.

 At the time my parents didn't have enough money to have an abortion since they were both unemployed and with an 6 year old, so I was born. They've told me multiple times I'm a mistake and I should die and that Gracie and everyone in my life's better without me. 

But Gracie, even though sometimes it was tough, assured me that I was loved by so many other people and shouldn't listen to them. Taylor was coming down to look after me for the 2 weeks that my parents were going to be gone and I didn't really love that, don't get me wrong I love Taylor more than anything but I didn't like the fact that she was flying from Nashville just for me.