Chapter 3

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Olivia's P.O.V
Phil slammed the door open stomping in.
"What the hell you're you thinking! I told you low profile God dammit. I came back to give you emergency numbers and you already invited two guys in? Is it hard for you to understand what's happening?" Phil's face was boiling with anger.
I'd never seen Phil like this, I stood stunned, not saying a word. Tears welted up my eyes, I just blinked them back and adjusted my figure to look powerful, to look strong in front of Phil, I wasn't going back to the witness protection program. Phil closed the door and sat down at the couch, I watched him closely and stood still until he moved his hand ushering my over to sit with him. Slowly I walked to the couch across from him and sat. he rubbed his eyes and looked at me.
"I'm sorry...we've known each other for quite a while now, I just worry. I don't want to take you back to the program center." (witness protection program center) "but I can't take any chances, I'm sorry." Phil pulled out his phone.
I reached over and snagged the phone, throwing it across the room.
"Hey!" Phil yelled
"I'm not going back! I'll keep a low profile, I won't leave this fucking apartment for a month if I have to." I stood over Phil showing no fear but deep down inside I thought I was going to vomit on the rug.
"Do I need to extend your stay?" he threatened.
Phil now stood over me, we had a stand off before I decided to break it.
"Fuck. You." My jaw clenched and my hands where balled up in fists.
Phil's face went white.
"Yeah, fuck you Phil, you don't care about me, you only want me to suffer, threatening keeping me from my family longer and shit. That's not cool. I didn't choose to see that, I didn't want this."
Phil lowered his voice and sighed.
"You need to act your age- your pretend age at least, I know you don't deserve this but I do care about your safety, it's my job. I will let you stay but you are under strict supervision which means no phones, no internet, no media, nothing, got it. keep your door locked at all times only open the door when I knock. I'll be back next week to set up cameras around your apartment-"
"So I have no privacy?"
"None and don't you start arguing with me." he sat up and before leaving took my phone, ect.

Latibule-
noun-A hiding place; a place of safety and comfort.

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