Nightmare

Chapter 13

   (Hope you'll enjoy)!!!

   Meredith's POV:

   I ran upstairs to check on Olivia. She wasn't in her room. I went to the bathroom. I knocked on the door. "Olivia are you ok? Olivia?" I asked. I opened the door. I screamed. I ran to Olivia's lifeless body. She was still breathing. Thank God. I laid her head on my lap and called the ambulance. "It's ok Olivia. They're on their way." I cooed after I hung up. Mom ran upstairs. "What happened?!" Mom asked yelling. "Olivia attempted suicide!" I yelled. "Ok so? Come downstairs. Leave her here." Mom said. "ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW YOU BITCH???!!! OLIVIA IS DYING OVER HERE AND YOU WANT HER TO DIE!!! PLUS, THE AMBULANCE IS ON THEIR WAY RIGHT NOW!!!" I screamed this time. There was no way I'm losing Olivia. Not now. Not ever. I lost my brother and father. There's no way I'm losing my sister. Mom just shrugged and walked back downstairs. Soon enough, the ambulance came. They put her on a gurney and drove. I got in with them while Mom stayed home. I sat in the waiting room praying for her to live. "Olivia Reed?" The doctor asked. I stood up. "Yes I'm her sister." I said. "Well, first off, she's perfectly fine. We stitched her up and gave her a blood transfusion since she lost alot of blood. But she has bruises that are signs someone abused her. Like a handprint on her cheek and bruises on her back. They look like she was hit with a belt. Has anyone abused her that you know of?" He asked. Now was the time to say it. "Yes. My mom beat her. She beat her with a belt and slapped her." I admitted. "Do you know why?" He asked. "She blamed Olivia for my brother and dad's deaths. They were driving to see her perform in a talent show and got hit by a drunk driver." I explained. "Alright thank you for letting us know. What's your name?" The doctor asked. "Meredith. Meredith Reed." I answered. "We'll contact the authorities and let them know about this. They'll call you to come to the police station for an interview. They just want your opinion. Bring Olivia too if you want." He explained. I nodded. "May I see Olivia now?" I asked. The doctor nodded. "Follow me." He said. I followed him to the room my sister was in. She was hooked up to needles and an IV and had a cannula in her nose. She looked peaceful. I sat next to her and held her hand. Her wrist was bandaged and under those bandages, were stitches. I held my face in my hand. Olivia doesn't deserve this. She never did.

   Olivia's POV:

   As my eyes fluttered open, I was welcomed by a bright light. Am I dead? I looked around. I was in a hospital. Goddamn it! I wanted to die! I looked beside me. There was Meredith sobbing. Burned deeply into my brain. I never saw her sob like this before. I felt guilty for putting her through this pain. Luckily Mom wasn't here. I would've most likely had a panic attack or something. Besides, she was the reason why I'm here in the first place. I squeezed Meredith's hand as she didn't see me wake up. She looked up from her face being in her hand. She jumped out of her seat and wrapped her arms around me. She rubbed her fingers through my hair. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you! Never do that again!" Meredith cried. "I'm sorry." I said. "It's not your fault. It's Mom's." Meredith said breaking out of the hug. She explained that the cops would call her so she could go explain about my abuse. I needed to go. I need to tell my side of the story.

   (I hope you guys enjoyed! Olivia's ok so that's good)!