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Chapter 10- Viva la Vida!

Chapter 10

"So, where exactly are we going?" I questioned Blake a few days after, letting a yawn slip past my lips.

The past two days, I've basically been in my room, reading and getting settled in. Nicole also proved to be great company, even though she was girly and a little annoying.

From the passenger seat, Blake ran a hand through his freshly spiked up hair.

"You'll see when we get there," he replied crisply.

Huffing, I sank back into the leather seats of the minuscule car that Harold owned. Blake was still being a little stiff around me because of the teeny fight we had about the Access Hollywood thing. He really needed to get over himself.

"Don't worry, kiddo. We'll be there soon," Harold told me from the driver's seat after a few minutes if awkward silence. Looking at me through the rear view mirror, he gave me his signature smile with his pearly whites.

I let out a small breath and peered out the window. The palm trees whizzed by as we rode, as well as all of the little boutiques and different types of houses. The sky had no clouds in it and the sun was blinding.

Taking out my phone from the pocket of my jeans, I scrolled through my contacts until I spotted Mariana's. I had completely forgotten to text her the past few days. I almost snorted at my stupidity. As if she worried about me.

My finger hovered over the text field for a second before typing the first thing that I thought of. I tapped furiously on the keyboard and hit 'send.'

Hey, M. I got here ok, thx for asking. ~Olivia

I glowered at my phone for a few seconds when Mariana didn't answer before turning it off and stuffing it back in my pocket. Putting my chin in my hands, I blew a piece of hair away from my face and continued to stare out the window at nothing in particular. Slowly, I felt my eyes beginning to droop.

 ~*~*~

"You failed me, Olivia. You failed me," the horrible voice rasped from my dad's mouth. His glassy eyes stared daggers at me and ripped through my soul.

"P-please Dad, how did I fail you?" I begged, stumbling against the far wall. Hot tears welled up in my eyes and trailed down my cheeks. 

"You're a failure. You can't do anything right. Not even singing. I'm ashamed to have you as a daughter."

Although his mouth was forming those hurtful words, his body didn't budge on the sagging hospital mattress. His once warm, twinkling eyes were cold and unblinking.

"I-I'm sorry! I try; I really do!" I cried, my shoulders wracking with sobs. 

Slumping against the wall, I continued to weep as the voice kept repeating the same sentences over and over again. I tried to cover up my ears with my hands, but everything was amplified, making it all echo in my brain.

Not knowing what else to do, I started to scream as loud as I could, rolling around the filthy tiles. I screamed for the mother I never knew, the sister who didn't want anything to do with me, and the friend who ignored me. But most of all, I shrieked to have my dad back. He was one of the only people who helped me to feel like I was meant to be someone.

"Daddy..." I croaked in between sobs, the tears never failing to stream down my face.

I was alone. Forever.

~*~*~

"Olivia!" My eyes snapped open to find Blake's face really close to mine. His features was lined with worry. Furrowing my eyebrows, I peered around me and found that I was laying down on the floor of the car.