Lost in time G.D E.D

Part 49

The school day went smoothly like any other day, yet I still haven't gone home yet. Maybe Death is letting me have my going away party and I'll leave this timeline at midnight.  

As for now I'm sitting in my dress waiting for ethan to pick me up to go to a pizza parlor for my birthday. My 17th birthday, the one I should be celebrating soon in 2017.   

Ethan knocks on the front door and we head to Pizzajacks. I've only been there a handful of times since I worked there, only when I knew for sure Phil wasn't there.  

If Phil is there tonight I need to keep my wits and forget our history. I need to forget his death and my suicide. I think thats the worst timeline I had and resulted in most of my nightmares.  

My three worst timelines were 3rd, 9th, and the one right before this when I was set on fire. The 3rd was the most emotionally painful, obviously because I lost my first and only boyfriend. The 9th was the mentally painful one. I was kept in a mental asylum for 475 days. 

My first day in that timeline I decided to go straight to the cops and told them two boys were planning to shoot up the school.  They questions Ethan and Grayson but they both pulled out their charm.  I decided to tell the cops what would happen in the news that night, hours before it happened.

Instead of arresting Ethan and Grayson they locked me up in an asylum. I stayed trapped until I passed out as 12:08 on April 9th.   As for the most physically painful, fire is a lot worse than being shot or stabbed.

It lasts so much longer, you never truely get the smell out of your nose, nor forget the feeling of the flames.  

"Olivia! You're fucking zoning again!" Grayson yells and I look over fast. I play with my hair and apologize. He shakes his head and parks the car in front of Pizzajacks, 

"What are you even thinking about when you do that?"  

"My ex who fucking died, especially right before seeing Phil," I shake my head and look away.  

"I'm sorr-," he reaches and holds my hand and I yank it away.  

"Don't fucking touch me," I cross my arms and tuck my hands away.  

"Go in and party," he huffs. I get out expecting him to but as soon as I shut the door he pulls out and bolts it down the road, tires screeching and leaving marks on the road.   Ethan walks out and stands in the doorway,

"Where's he going?"  

"I don't know," I mutter annoyed. I walk in passed Ethan and find a party set up exactly like my 17th birthday while I dated Phil.  I close my eyes and whine reliving our first kisses, the one Ethan interrupted and the proper one.  

I never realized how much Ethan hurt me. He was the biggest asshole during the third timeline. I would almost say he's meaner to me than Grayson. 

Grayson has also comforted me alot, but so has Ethan so I can't say he's anymore nicer than him. 

During my debate of whos more of a dickhead between E&G I run into someone.  Someone who I would never, ever struggle knowing how good or bad he is.  

"Sorry Olivia, you okay?" Phil asks making sure I don't fall over.  

"Y-yeah I'm okay Phil," I gulp looking up at him.  

"Ethan told me the truth. I'm really sorry I remind you of someone from your past," He frowns.  

"Its not your fault," I kinda chuckle. I dare to look down a little and relax when my mind doesnt imagine the bullet hole that once had a home in his chest.