Is This What U Call Love

Chapter 1

Olivia's POV

Hi my name is Olivia Anderson. I am 17 years old. I am not a popular person in school, I get pushed around, called names and forced to do others homework. I'm a typical nerd with the baggy clothes and the thick glasses, I'm also the top student in my school with straight A's. I don't really talk unless I really have to.

I do the same thing every day, get up, go to school, get pushed around and hand others their homework that I complete for them, get home do my homework then the other homework pieces that were dropped at my feet while I was on the ground. Then my dad would get home and hurt me and my mum, see when I was younger I used to have an older brother named Bryan, he was killed in a car crash when I was 8. My dad blames me for killing him because I was in the car with my brother when the accident happened and I lived, my dad says that I should be dead while my brother should be alive.

When i was ten i found out that since my brother died my dad has been hitting my mum, she was forcing all of the abuse that would have been going to me to herself to protect me from getting it.

So right now was the last day of my third year in high school. I was sitting at the back waiting for the bell to ring.

I stare at the clock waiting for the the big hand to go onto the 12.

DING DING DING.

And there it is.

I grabbed all of my things and stuff them into my bag and rushed out of the room to my locker. I stuff my bag in my locker but keep all the books I need for homework. I walk through the parking lot and start walk the path to my home, I don't have a car my mum doesn't want me to have a car after what happened to my brother.

I was walking passed the park that I used to play with my best friend Hunter that was until he moved.

I walked the rest of the way home but something made me stop right before I opened the door, I look to my right to see that my dad's black shiny ute was in the drive way.

This can't be good.

I rushed through the door only to see that my dad had my mum up against the wall with a knife to her neck. He cut her neck so that a lot of blood would come out. He let go of her and she fell to the ground and he walked away.

Once he walked away I run over to my mum and crouched down

"Mum are you okay"

"I'm fine just a cut I will be alright"

My mum looked at me "Olivia I need you to listen to me okay, I need to tell u that Hunter you know your best friend when u were younger is coming back his mum rang me before your dad got home now, I need you to run and not come back, until after dark. You know with your brother's death anniversary coming up he is getting more angry.

I shook my head and looked at mum "I'm sorry"

"You have nothing to be sorry for now go before he gets back"

"Okay" I got up and was about to walk over to the door when my mum called me back.

I heard footsteps coming back to the living room "Hurry up go now." I ran out of the house.
I stopped running and looked around I had ended up at the park that is 4 blocks away from my house, I looked around the park and saw that now one was around so I sat on the park bench. I was very bored and did not know when a good time to go back was home so I grabbed a book out of my bag, and starting writing....

March 8th 2014

My mother just told me that my best friend since forever is coming back, we would do everything together, hangout, sleepover, I remember when he first told me he is leaving, I cried so much, so what he did was on the day he left he brought two necklaces they were both a heart shaped necklace, both had an in craving but both said something different one that said 'I will always be in your life no matter what Love Hunter' which he gave to me and the other one said 'You will be forever in my heart Love Olivia'. I wear that necklace every day. On the day that he left he said to me "I will always come back, just to kiss you, before I go and before you will forget about me or move on I just want to say I love you, I always have".

Since then I have been depressed and then after my brother died it only got worse I got more depressed and then I started to get abused when it gets close to the date that my brother died my father gets more angry he will get angry at anything.

My brother's death anniversary is coming up only 3 day till it becomes 10 years since the accident. Sitting on this bench has made me think of all the memories of my brother. Like when i would fall over and he would give me a piggy back ride to make me feel better. I wonder what he would be like if he was alive right now. Would he be nice to me? Or would he be rude?

After about an hour after I had written in my diary I headed back home. When I saw my house I saw that the lights were off so I went through the side fence that headed into the back yard and climbed the tree that is right next to my window and how lucky was I to see that my window was open.

I climbed into my room through the window and landed on the bed right as I landed on the bed, I heard a door open so I ran into my walk in closet and opened the door a peak so I could see who had come in but obviously knowing it was my father. I looked through the peak of my closet and looked at the door to see my father stand at the door trying to find something, I know he was trying to look for me. He looked very angry and I knew if he found me he would hurt me till I was black and blue

Once he left my room I jumped out the window and started running again I still feel guilty for leaving my mum behind, just think about leaving her with my dad made me cry.

My eyes were getting blurry with the tear threatening to fall I was running to the forest, so I had a place I could stay for the night.

I saw the forest all I had to do was cross the road and go through the forest for about 5 minutes and I would be safe. I was running across the road when I saw two lights coming for me I saw the person behind the wheel swerve. I shut my eyes and grab my necklace knowing what is coming I felt the car hit me and then I saw black...