I could not imagine that the future I was walking toward could compare in any way to the past that I was leaving behind.
•nelson mandela•
I slowly read through my timetable, my fingers gentle on the blue paper.
I could never be anything but light on anything, not after being broken by him.
I had a shift now, I realised.
I manned my bench, standing behind it, my posture slouched.
I could never stand strong, not after being pushed down by him.
The first order came in a few minutes after for a decadent mudcake. The cook sliced a piece and slid it over to me on one of their shiny square plates.
For a little while I just stared at it.
Then came a small tapping on my shoulder, causing me to whip around.
Nobody touched my shoulder without intentions to hurt me.
His smile was kind, but I couldn't see past his features. I couldn't see past the dirty blonde hair, the sea blue eyes; I couldn't see past the features that made him look so much like my brother.
All I could see was my brother's face, leering down at me.
"Red topping, pink flowers. Icing sugar." He said, as if expecting it would portray something.
So I stood and stared again, my bruises tingling painfully.
He repeated himself.
"Oh." I said, turning to my bench and grabbing a red bottle. Squeezing slightly I drew a small oval around the cake.
"Nice. I'm Timothy."
Timothy? I thought, pinching little flowers from the pot and sticking them into the top of the cake and sprinkling it over the topping line. Too nice a name for someone so alike to him.
"Oh." I said again.
I turned around to get the icing sugar to be met by his puzzled smile. "And who are you?"
I paused, taking the shaker from the metal racks on the wall. "Olivia."
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Lucky munchkins, you finally know her name! Is timothy a friend or foe?
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Bye til next chapter,
_wolfbell
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Teen FictionOlivia has been abused by her brother all her life, and she has the bruises and burns to show it. When she makes a stand and moves out, she meets a boy; a wonderful boy. But the two boys, brother and lover, are connected, and Olivia is scared. Sc...