Medicine // Oliver Sykes

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Dear Oli,

Your mother called today, she didn't sound happy. She kept yelling at me, making me seem like the enemy. I tried to be nice, I knew the words she said weren't true. Apparently your father hasn't left the house. I remember him yelling at the phone

"I'll leave once my boy is out of that hell hole" 

He's voice cracked at the end of the sentence, I could hear him crying, Oli. At that point I started to cry as well. I'm so sorry, this was my fault. But please baby, try and take your medicine, maybe they will help. 

Love,
Gwen