What died didn't stay dead

Chapter 3

Olivia's POV:

I woke up in what seemed like 1000 years later in Gracies bed. It was the best sleep of my life and not because Gracie's bed is super comfortable but because for once I slept without the worry of Daniel and Lisa being a couple doors down.

 That's not to say i'm not scared, i'm terrified Dainel and lisa said if i ever told anyone they were doing this they would kill me before i could see them again, that's the main reason i had never told Gracie. I turned over to see that taylor wasn't there and neither was my phone, taylor probably took it so i dont spiral for another reason; photos.

 Like Gracie and Taylor who both have a million photos of them plastered all over the internet I do too. Not as much as them but quite a few. Mainly from awards shows and dinners with Gracie and her friends. I've seen quite a fair bit of photos i dont like and wish I could change and that has caused me to go into a hate spiral for a little, just about what my body looks like and things people say about being Gracie's sister. 

Since taylor took my phone i reached over to the bedside table to turn the large flat screen tv mounted on Graces wall. I figured Taylor was on the phone with someone or making food so i stayed in the cosy bed not wanting to get out.

 I heard Taylor on the phone with someone faintly a few doors down but I could make out what she was saying only the sad and worried tone in her voice. I wasn't too scared about her talking to Gracie. I was more scared about the media finding out. The last thing I need is for my Gracie career to be jeopardised because I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I decided to put 'pretty little liars' because it was the show Gracie and I were hooked on at the moment. 

A few minutes later I heard sniffles and cries coming from the room I heard Taylor in, I slowly extracted myself from the bed and tiptoed to the door. I slowly open the creaking door trying to get Taylor to hear me. "No gracie i saw its pretty fucking bad" she sniffles quietly in the room. She's leaning against the window in her cat t-shirt and tiny black pj shorts. 

"It's really bad like everywhere" she tries to explain how bad my bruises are to Gracie. "Ok well i can get my jet to you guys by 7:00 pm tonight, it's in some sort of training for whatever" she says.

  "But i can talk to tree about you guys talking it back, just don't tell daniel and lisa anything, because they will refuse to come back if we say 'hey guys we know you both are abusing your child' she says in a happy, sarcastic voice which makes me chuckle enough for taylor to hear. "Anyway I think someones awake, I'll talk to you later G" she hangs up and walks over to me at the frame of the door. 

"Morning bee" she rubs my hair as I hug her tightly. "Morning tay" I reply and half smiles at her. "Do you want breakfast?" she asks, walking us downstairs "yesss i'm starving" i exaggerate and jump on one of the stools. I was so caught up in the moment I forgot about us having not so good things in our cupboards. Taylor opens the pantry and gasps.

  "Oh bee is this why you didn't want me to open this?" she asks and I nod. "Oh sweetie, i'm so sorry you live like this" she walks over and hugs me. "It's ok liv we're gonna help you get out of here ok? Since there's no food here do you wanna go out and eat instead?" my eyes light up with excitement. 

"Yes please please i beg yes" i beg and pray with my hands while taylor laughing. "Yes bee of course get changed and meet me downstairs in 10" i run upstairs to my room and run to my wardrobe. 

I picked out a pair of light grey tracksuit and a navy spaghetti strap tank top paired with my slide on uggs, i put on a little bit of concealer and mascara before sliding on my white baseball cap over my ponytail. I met Taylor downstairs 10 minutes later just like she said, she was on the phone with someone probably security.