The sweet breeze whipped Olive's hair into a mess of tangles. She stomped to a bench that sat infront of a bus stop, her rage seeping in. Upon sitting down, the faint smell of rain still lingered in the spring air. It helped to soothe the slightest bit of Olive's frustration.
As her emotions began to settle, her mind became clouded. An acid rain showered down, sizzling her thoughts with negativity.
Doubt
The emotion engulfed her, a fear of unbearable proportion. A hand quickly clutched the bench handle. Her breathing quickened at the sudden thought.
What if she finds out? Wonders why I'm taking so many meds?
She then bumped her palm to her forehead, then shaking it slightly to rid of those thoughts.
If she finds out she'll just leave like everyone else, why am I even worrying.
Olive's brain teased itself as she conflicted back and forth whether to care or not. Mumbling silently to herself as minutes ticked down to an hour. The stench of sickening doubts still made her chest weaze but Olive simply dismissed them.
I'm not leaving now, or anytime soon...
A surely confusing saying that could boggle the mind. A wonder if the words stood true in meaning, or a simple pitiful way to calm ones nerves. It didn't though, calm Olive much, for the time being maybe, but the confusion caught her in a choke hold. This time, though, she was losing.
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Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
1 missed call
Ring....
Ring....
Ring....
Ring....
2 missed calls
Ring....
Ring....
Ring....
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3 missed calls
Ring....
Ring....
Ring....
Ring....
4 missed calls
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"What the hell Olive!?"
"What?"
"Did you not get my 4 calls yesterday?!"
"I didn't have my phone."
"Bullshit you didn't have your phone!"
"Sorry..."
Sigh
"You scared the shit out of me..."
"I didn't mean to,"
"I know, just, keep your phone on you okay?"
"Okay."
Little did Olive know, Valerie took a trip to her house, and had quite a conversation with her father over a pill bottle.
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I'm Gone But You're Still Here
Teen FictionOlive Marianne Parker A girl with blood lust... Her father is dissmissive yet concernced. Anxious yet familiar with the creak of the window signaling his daughter is home. There's a stir, though, when Valerie befriends Olive, a rare sight indeed. H...
