Stephen's POV:
I woke up before the girls and I was a happy man. I kissed them on the forehead and went to go make breakfast. I whistled a tune while making french toast. I saw Mel walk into the kitchen. She was in sweats and a sweater no makeup or anything and I could swear to you that she still looked like a goddess. "Well goodmorning my love." She said mid-yawn. I walked up to her and hugged her and kissed her. My god was I blessed to have this woman.I didn't realize I was staring at her until she said something. "Uh Stephen are you alright?" "Yep just looking at how beautiful you are." "Awe stop it you." She kissed me and went off to wake Olivia up. Today we were going to tell her about us going back to LA.
I saw her walk in and I picked her up. "GOODMORNING!" I screamed in her face on purpose. "Phew smells like someone could use some mouth wash. Brush your teeth will ya?" She laughed and hugged me and I set her down and handed her a plate with French toast and bacon.
"This is delicious!" She said with her mouth full. We finished eating and Mel and I sat across from her. It was awkward for a few minutes and the Mel said, "Olivia baby, we have to go to LA soon." "Wow a vacation to LA that's great!" "No sweetie not a vacation. Our home is in LA were just staying here while Mel is doing America's got talent."
I thought she would be more upset but she wasn't. "Oh well alright." She said and walked to the living room to watch tv.
Olivia's POV:
I wasn't upset because I was ready to leave New York and go explore other places. It was 100% fine by me. I think Mel and Stephen thought I would take it harder. Oh well.Later that morning Mel and I got into a nasty fight. She insisted on me telling her about my life before the group home but I refused to go back to that horrible time. I had only been here one day and I didn't feel comfortable telling them my personal things.
"You have to tell us sooner or later." She said. "Well I don't want to." I replied. "Olivia how are we going to help you if you don't let us know what's happened?" She half shouted. "MAYBE I DONT NEED YOU TO HELP OKAY?! SO JUST LEAVE ME ALONE." I shouted at her stomping out of the building. I didn't even know what part of town I was in but I walked and just kept on walking.
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Angel
Non-FictionOlivia is a thirteen year old living in a group home who is dealing with anxiety, depression, and self harm. She has a horrible past but will her hope be restored after she meets her God sent angel?