(This is more sad so be prepared).
*2 Days Later*
Olivia's POV:
It's been two days since Dad was buried and I'll never see him again. Today was Dion's funeral. My beloved brother. I put on a short sleeved black dress with black stockings and tiny black heels. I had on the necklace Dion gave to me. It was a necklace of his silver ring he outgrew. He put a chain through it and gave it to me. I will never ever take it off. I brushed my hair and blowdryed it. I also flattened it. Meredith walked in. "You ready?" She asked. Do you think I am? Do you think I'm ready to say goodbye to my brother and never see him again? I nodded. Mom didn't wanna talk to me. She only talked to Meredith. Every time I got near her she would say things like, "it's your fault" or "you killed your own father and brother" and other things like that. It really hurt me. Meredith would try to stop her from saying that but it never worked. We drove to the funeral home. His friends were there. Some of them bullied me but Dion never knew. I sat by myself again like last time. I refused to talk to anyone. Then, it was time for him to be laid to rest. We went to the cemetery. Soon enough, he was put in the ground. Meredith and one of Dion's friends had to restrain me from going to the coffin while it was being lowered and have that breakdown I had at Dad's funeral. Everything was over. We went back home. I ran to my room, locked myself in, and slid down the door. I started crying. For the hundredth time that day.
Meredith's POV:
I knocked on Olivia's door. "Go away!" She yelled. "Olivia please. Open the door." I begged. "No. Now go away and leave me alone." She cried. "Ok." I said with a sigh. I wish she could come out her room.
(I hope you guys enjoyed that)!
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Nightmare
Fanfiction16-year-old Olivia Reed has always been close with her brother and her dad. She's never been close with her sister and her mom. It seems like nothing will ever happen to her life. But she's wrong. Everything happens for a reason right? What will be...
