Olivia's Story

Chapter 3

While I was walking to the store texting my momma me and somebody ran into each other. "What the fuck?!", I yelled. "W- JoJo?", I asked.

JoJo was low-key my boyfriend. Momma and daddy thought he was just a friend. I know they would flip out because I was only 11 and he was 14.

We never did anything but kiss, just a peck on the lips.

They made me stop talking to him after I got caught sneaking him into the house. It was all planned out.

I would stay home sick and everybody would be too busy to watch me meaning I could sneak him in. Everything would've went perfect if Jayden didn't come. I still don't know why he came.

"Who the fuck are you?", he asked confused. I rolled my eyes and looked at him with my head tilted.

"Who else Joseph?"

"Olivia?", he asked with wide eyes.

"Yes!", I said. We hugged.

"Damn yo' ass got bigger.", he said. I laughed as we let go. We talked for a little bit, exchanged numbers then went our separate ways.

...

"I'm back!", I said as I walked in the house. I went to my room and dumped my snacks out on my bed. Somebody knocked on my door. "Come in." I looked at the door as it opened. It's my daddy.

"What you get us?", my daddy asked walking to my bed.

"Us?", I asked with my face scrunched up. "I got me some chips, a juice, some candy, and chocolate. I asked you if you wanted something and you said no."

"So you not gone share with yo' daddy?"

"Nope."

"But I gave you the money.", he said pointing to himself.

"And?", I asked. He smacked his lips.

"Let's play rock paper scissors for yo' Skittles."

I always beat him.

"Okay." We played 2 out of 3 and he won. I guess I don't always beat him.

I smacked my lips. He smiled and opened them. He put some in his hand and gave me the pack. I smiled. He sat on my bed.

"How you feelin'?", he asked.

"I'm okay.", I said sitting down.

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Dude be messin' with you?", he asked.

"No daddy, you ask me every time you see me.", I said.

"I'm just makin' sure. You know I'll kill dude if I had to."

"I know daddy." I should tell him or momma, God knows I'm too scared. I want him to die. No I want him to go to prison so they can do what he do to me.

I'm too scared to tell somebody. I feel like they wouldn't believe me or blame me. I blame me.

"Olivia?", my daddy asked snapping his fingers in my face shaking me out of my thoughts. When did he stand up?

"Hmm?", I asked.

"I said tell me when you ready to leave."

"Okay." He started walking out. "Wait! Can I talk to you?"

"Yeah.", he said walking all the way in. He leaned on my dresser and looked at me.

"Who's my biological father? You my daddy and always will be but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to see that I didn't come from you. Please just tell me the truth.", I said.

"Princess you have to talk to yo' momma about that. If I could tell you I would, you old enough, but it's not my business to tell."

"I understand."

"Anything else?", he asked.

"Yeah.", I said.

"What up?"

"Can I have some money?" He just looked at me. "Please?"

"How much?", he asked going into his pocket. I smiled.

...

While I was doing work somebody knocked on my door. It's my momma. We're the only two here. Marcus is at his brother's house. "Come in.", I said facing the door. She came in and sat on the bed.

"How was therapy?", my momma asked.

"It was okay, can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Don't get mad.Who's my biological father?", I asked spinning my chair towards her.

"Well I guess you're old enough.", she said before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She opened her eyes. "I was raped by a dog I was dating but Terrence is your dad."

I was hoping it wasn't something like that.

"I know, I just wanted to know. Sorry that happened to you.", I said.

"Don't be I got you, my second beautiful daughter.", she said smiling. I smiled. She came and kissed my head then left.

I turned around and finished my work.

I hate that happened to my momma.

I feel so unwanted. She didn't plan me. She didn't want me. I'm surprised she didn't abort me. I wonder what made her keep me.

I don't know if I'd be able to keep a baby from rape. Well the baby didn't do anything wrong, the baby's father did. You shouldn't kill the baby because of that. I guess I could keep a baby from of rape.

When I was done I put my stuff up then turned on the tv. Once I sat on my bed my phone vibrated.

It's a message from Joseph. I smiled.

Joseph:Hey
Me:Hey jojo
Joseph:Wyd big booty
Me:Watching tv, wyd
Joseph:Just got in the crib you know we never broke up right
Me:I know, you still my lil boo

We texted for hours, before I knew it my momma called me down for dinner.

...

My momma think she left the stove on so she went to check. "So Olivia, how was your weekend?", Marcus asked. I rolled my eyes and ate. "Olivia I'm talking to you."

"I'm not deaf.", I shot at him looking at him.

"Aren't you gonna answer me?"

"Obviously not Latrell." Letrell is his middle name. He hates when people call him by his middle name.

"Look I don't know what you problem is but you will not call me that.", he said.

"You're my problem!", I shouted.

"Hey hey hey, what is goin' on in here?!", my momma asked while walking into the dining room. We just looked at each other.

"Nothin' baby.", Marcus said looking at her. I stood up.

"Where are you goin'?", my momma asked.

"The kitchen." I grabbed my plate and went to the kitchen. I sat at the island and ate.

I swear I hate him.