Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 1

Olivia's POV

My life right now isn't what I've expected it to be. When a terrible thing happens to you, everything changes and your fate changes. What happened to me was unforgettable and I don't know, maybe unforgivable too? When I was 10 years old my mom left me to my aunt for some reasons. She told me that she couldn't provide the things I need and want but I actually don't care if I don't get what I want as long as she stays with me but she didn't. She told me that she wanted to focus on work so she decided to work abroad so that I will have a good future. She promised me that she'll be back home every year but she broke that promise. I haven't seen her since that day she left. Although, I know that she's still alive and well because she still sends money to my aunt but we never talk on the phone or anything.

I think work and money are not the only reasons why she left but because of a tragic thing that happened to our family. My father and brother died in a car accident. My brother actually still has a heart beat when the accident happened and he sort of survived in the car crash and he was brought to the hospital but my father was dead on the spot where the accident happened. When my brother was brought to the hospital, he was in a critical condition that time. He was in a comatose and my mother paid for the hospital bills for his life support that lead us to bankruptcy but my mom didn't stop. She borrowed money to my aunt and every relatives we have so we were full of debts that made my mom work abroad. In the end, my brother didn't survive in the hospital.

I was 10 years old when those things happened. I was already mature to understand and accept things that time. I already finished high school and now, I'm 22 years old. I still couldn't go to college because my aunt said that my mom didn't tell her to let me go to college and provide all the expenses. I never really expected to be in college because it's expensive and I don't even know what course I'll get. It's just better to stay at my aunt's house and wait for my mom to come back so I'll be motivated to go to school again.

Right now, I'm looking out the window of the attic. I've been in this attic for 12 years because my aunt told me that I should just stay in the attic because the ground floor and second floor was too crowded for me but it wasn't. I know she doesn't want me to stay there because her friends are there and they talk about business and I know it's a terrible business and I don't wanna get involved in any of them because all her friends are rude and she is one of them too.

My aunt never treated me well when I was a kid and up until now but I grew up being a good person and I took care of myself alone. I know what's right and what's wrong. I treat everyone with great respect and kindness because that's what my mom told me before she left. I do the household chores and do what my aunt tells me to do. I was like Cinderella and my aunt was Cinderella's evil step mother. Except she doesn't have two children and she doesn't have a husband. I don't even know if she had a boyfriend back when she was a teenager. She grew up alone so I don't blame her that her attitude is like that because she never felt love and kindness in her heart. She's bitter and She has addictions like her friends. That's another reason why I don't like to go to the other floors. I like to stay in the attic and just get lost in my thoughts.

I finished high school when I was 17 years old. Of course, I looked for a job instead of doing nothing and rotting myself in the attic. I've been working in a café as a waitress for 4 years until the owner of the shop decided to stop her business yesterday so that's why I'm just sitting here on my bed and looking out the window. I still have savings left but because of my aunt, my money is little by little disappearing. She doesn't know that I stopped working yesterday and she thinks that I have a day off. I'm not really planning on to tell her because she will be mad at me.

I heard her voice screaming my name that made me jump on my bed and quickly go downstairs. When I got on the ground floor, I saw my aunt and her friends heading for the door.

"Go and clean the dishes" She said and I nodded before she closes the front door.

I went to the kitchen and saw the sink full of used dishes and utensils that made me wanna sigh. I didn't even used any of those but I started washing. I'm not even surprised that there are no food on the kitchen table. I don't even know if she intentionally does that but everytime I come home, There's no food and She would always tell me to just buy food outside with my own money and She even told me to pay for the rent with my own money. I don't know if the money my mom gives is already enough.

After I'm done washing the dishes, I wiped the dirt off the kitchen table and headed for the living room. I sat on the couch and turned on the television. She told me before that I'm not allowed to watch the television because I'm not the one who pays for the electric bills but I actually am. She always tells me to pay for the electric bills and water bills and that she will just pay me on the next day but She never did.

It was already evening but I haven't eaten breakfast nor lunch but I'm used to not eating food. As much as I want to eat, I don't have enough money to buy food. I have savings but it's for emergencies.

After a few minutes, I turned off the television and quickly headed for my room. I changed my clothes and my mind. Being hungry is an emergency so after I'm done changing, I went out of the house and locked the door. I started walking on the sidewalk and look for a cheap food shop. When I found one, I smiled. A burger will do.