Chapter 3.

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As I lay in bed crying I begin to think of the best times I had with Olivia.My dad would always tell me, "you never know how much you love someone until they aren't in your life anymore".I never really understood things like that until now.Is she alive,is she in pain,where could she be? So many thoughts and questions ran through my mind.

Eventually I fell asleep.Once I woke up I got out of my bed and walked down stairs.My mother was cooking Breakfast.She turned around and smiled at me.She said in a very soft voice "good morning June" I stared at her with a blank face and then said, "hi mom".A tear ran down my face.I quickly turned around and began to walk upstairs so she wouldn't see my crying.

"Wait!" She quickly says.As I turn around tears begin to drip from my face.She says in a very quiet voice almost whispering " I know how you feel".I respond asking "how do you know how I feel".Instantly I regret asking, a tear begins to run down her face.She responds with "I lied to you my mother didn't die of cancer,she overdosed when I was nine".I begin to walk down the stairways. "I didn't tell you because of how painful it was to talk about since I was very close with my mother,when she died it felt like losing my best friend".When I got to her she hugged me and began sobbing uncontrollably.For the rest of the day mom told me about memories of her mom she had.

After spending hours talking about memories I walk upstairs to my bedroom to sleep.I can't fall asleep though.All I can think about is "where is Olivia now".As I'm laying in my bed staring at the ceiling here a loud noise come from downstairs.It's probably mom I tell myself.A few minutes later I here what sounds like the back door opening.I yell "mom what are you doing!", but there isn't a reply.I begin to here footsteps coming up the stairway.I then hear heavy breathing outside of my room.

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