Chapter 39

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"Do you think I would be a good model" I wondered, looking at my heavily scarred body in the mirror, obviously I still had my underwear on

"Let me think, you wouldn't just be a good model, you would be a great model" Virgil grinned "you have a lovely curvaceous hourglass figure" he looked down at his phone again

"I look disgusting with all these scars though" I complained

"I have a lot of scars too but I just got used to them" Virgil reassured me, his face dropped when he looked up at me and saw how upset I was, I almost feel like crying whenever I'm around him, but no, I've got to be strong for his sake

"I'm gonna go to bed now, so you can leave if you want to" I told him

I changed into my pyjamas, I crawled into bed and I pulled the duvet over me

"I'm staying babe" Virgil sighed and he turned my lamp off

I didn't want to cry now, I will probably cry when he gets to sleep, I was lying there for a few hours and he still wasn't asleep

"Can't you just sleep" I muttered

"No, I have f*cking insomnia, I was diagnosed last week" Virgil snapped

"Don't get angry at me" I mumbled, I got out of bed, I went to the bathroom, I turned the tap on and I started crying, luckily I stopped crying in time, Scott opened the door and he jumped when he saw me

"Hey, clear out squirt, I need to pee" Scott complained sleepily

I let him go to the toilet in peace, I waited outside for him to finish

"What are you doing here still" Scott asked me

"I just couldn't sleep and I feel like I've upset your brother" I whispered

"Ah, this will be Virge's guilt tripping complex, I've had to put up with it ever since the day he could speak, if you're happier talking to me in my office you're more than welcome to, kid" Scott sighed

"Can I speak to you in your office please" I wondered

Scott lead me to his office and he leant on the desk, I closed the door quietly

"So Olivia if you're unhappy here I can give you permission to go home to clear your head and relax" Scott told me

Here's my options, go home and hear that Virgil has murdered Scott or stay here and fear for my mental health and watch it rapidly deteriorate

"I'll think about it" I decided

Scott hesitantly placed a hand on my shoulder

"Don't leave it too late, or you'll just be another one of the many girls he hurt" Scott warned me

I nodded silently and I walked back to my room, I decided to get my blanket and a spare pillow and sleep on the couch, I was all snuggly and warm, to be honest I just needed my space from him tonight

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