I woke up and looked around. It's been a week and I still forget that I'm back at the house. Cali's knocked out right next to me.
I got out of bed and went to Camillia's room. I looked at her as she slept. I smiled. She's so beautiful.
I swear I'm not getting back on that stuff. I know it'll be hard but they're worth it.
I go to rehab tomorrow. I'm scared but I'm ready. They say I'm supposed to be gone for four months. That's a long ass time but how ever long it takes I'm doing it.
I feel weird, I haven't done coke for a week. I feel like I need it but I know that I don't so I won't use it. "She's beautiful isn't she?", I heard Trever ask. I looked back.
"Yeah she is.", I said looking at her and smiling.
"Can I talk to you?"
"Mhm." I followed him to the guest room. He turned on the light then we sat on the bed.
"How long have you been on the streets?", he asked.
"It wasn't something I did everyday, that was my second time. He made me.", I said looking at him. I went to the doctor and they said that I was clean, no STI's or STD's or anything like that.
"Why did you start using?"
"He told me to try it and I did." He just looked at me. "What?", I asked.
"Olivia you're one of the smartest people I know but that was just some dumb shit."
"I know."
...
While I was sleeping somebody started playing with my face. Who would do some stupid shit like that? I slowly opened my eyes. Oh, It's Camillia. It's not stupid if she do it. She smiled making me smile. "Do you wanna eat?", she asked.
"Yes.", I said.
"Come on, get out of bed." I sat up and got out of bed. I yawned and stretched. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the stairs. We walked down the stairs. She pulled me to the kitchen when everybody was.
"Goodmorning.", they all said.
"Goodmorning.", I said. I put Camillia on the island and sat next to Cali at the island.
"So.", Camillia said clapping her hands together. "I wanna go shopping.", she said looking at Trever as he flipped a pancake. He looked at her.
"Camillia we just went shopping.", Trever said.
"And? I wanna go shopping, again."
"No." He turned his head and took the pancake out the pan.
"What did you just say to me?", she asked. Everybody but Trever chuckled.
"I said no.", he said as he poured pancake mix into the pan. She put her hand on her chest and looked at all of us then at Trever again.
"Umm do you know who you're talking to?" This little girl of ours. Trever turned around and looked at her.
"Look, I'm not about to do this with you today. We just went shopping so we are not going again."
"'Look, I'm not about to do this with you today. We just went shopping so we are not going again.'", she said mocking him trying to have a deep voice. Oh my God this little girl.
"Say something else.", Trever said acting like he was mad. She crossed her arms and looked down then she started crying.
"Aww, you made her cry.", I said. I was about to get her but she reached for Trever. He grabbed her.
"Princess don't cry.", Trever said.
"I really want some more clothes and shoes.", Camillia said as she cried.
"Okay princess we gone get you some shoes and clothes, okay?" She shook her head up and down as he wiped her face.
"Okay." She sniffed then laid on him. He finished cooking. She's so spoiled.
...
I'm getting ready to go the the outlets with Trever and Camillia.
As I put half of my hair up and left the rest down somebody walked into my room. I looked at them through the mirror. It's Camillia. "Can you do my hair like that?", she asked.
"Sure.", I said as I finished. "Come here.", I said standing up. She walked to me then sat down. I did her hair how I did mine then she left. I grabbed my stuff then went downstairs to the living room.
"You ready?", Trever asked. I shook my head up and down.
...
We just finished shopping now we're about to get something to eat. Camillia started singing a song in a different language. What the fuck? I looked at Trever. "She know two languages, English and Spanish.", he said. How?
"How?", I asked.
"I learned it then taught her, the daycare she used to go to spoke spanish sometimes so she picked up stuff from them too." She's so fucking smart man. I missed so much. "She's really smart. She got a slick mouth and a messed up attitude though."
"I bet."
...
While we were talking Camillia spilled food on her shirt. "Joder.", she said.
"Watch your mouth.", Trever said.
"What did she say?", I asked.
"Fuck.", he said.
"You taught her that?", I asked.
"No, she must have learned it from daycare.", he said. I shook my head up and down.
...
We just pulled up to the house. They're going to his house tonight. "Thanks.", I said looking at Trever.
"No problem.", he said. I smiled then looked at Camillia. She smiled.
"I'll see you tomorrow baby.", I said.
"Okay, I love you", she said.
"I love you more."

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Olivia's Story
Roman pour AdolescentsOlivia from The Thick Girl series is now 16 years old. She has PTSD, an abusive step dad, and gets bullied at school. See how she attempts to cope with life.