Dolan's Little Sister

ch.7

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Olivia pov/

    I dropped my bottle out of shock, causing it to shatter all over the once clean wooden floor. My eyes grew wide and I couldn't move. I had never done anything like this. I got straight A's, stayed out of the wrong crowd, never did anything rebellious.
Look at me now. Screaming, yelling, drinking. I felt awful. I felt like I was going to throw up and pass out at the same time. I just wanted to die. I felt stupid. I felt shameful. I don't know why I ever decided to do this. I lost all of their trust forever.

"I-I-I can e-explain!" I yelled. I felt an anxiety attack coming on and started to shake. "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!" My Mom yelled, stomping past me and slamming her door. "DAMN IT OLIVIA LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" My dad screamed at me, shooing Gavin and all of his friends out of the door. Cameron just pushed past me, not even making eye contact. I knew she was more hurt than angry. I wanted more than anything to go hug her, but I couldn't. I couldn't move. I couldn't talk. I couldn't breathe.

I was left standing in front of my brothers. I had never seen them so angry, shocked, and hurt. "Olivia, can you please explain to us why you thought it was a good idea to throw an alcohol party while we were gone? Have you lost your fucking mind?!" Ethan exclaimed, giving me a death glare.
"Maybe if you weren't gone all the time...." I muttered and stared at the ground. "Excuse you?" Grayson said, giving me the same look Ethan was. "I SAID MAYBE IF YOU WEREN'T FUCKING GONE WITH YOUR STUPID LITTLE FANS ALL THE TIME I WOULD HAVE SOMEONE ELSE TO PARTY WITH!" I screamed, bringing shocked looks across their face. "Is that how you really feel, Olivia?" Grayson said, obviously extremely hurt.
"YES DUMBASS THAT'S HOW I REALLY FEEL!! YOU CARE WAY MORE ABOUT THEM THAN YOU DO ABOUT ME AND YOU BOTH ALWAYS FORGET ABOUT ME. I DON'T WANT YOU NOR DO I NEED YOU IN MY LIFE SO JUST FUCKING STAY OUT OF MY WAY, OKAY?! IM SO DONE WITH YOUR BULLSHIT. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE." I scream, immediately regretting what I said. I didn't mean any of it, I was yelling out of anger. I didn't realize how much my words could impact them until I looked at their faces.

A single tear fell down Ethan's face. His eyes were filled with sadness. Grayson let a few tears fall down his cheek, looking at the ground. They were both trying to remain calm but I realized how much I hurt them. "G-guys... I did-" I said but was then cut off by Ethan. "We've heard enough, Olivia. Thanks," he said with a shaking voice. They walked upstairs and slammed their door. I collapsed to the ground, crying. Why me, why me?