Part 15- the winner takes it all❤️

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A bruised face and a black eye didn't hurt as much as the words that Olivia said as she heard me cry.
"Are you okay mommy" she spoke to me, loud enough so I could hear it through the door. Loud enough for me to hear her being worried.

"I'm fine via, move back from the door so I can come in" I said

I heard movement coming from the door and I opened it, her worried face staring at me.

"What happened to your face mommy?" She said raising her hand up as if she was going to heal my face with it.

"Uh, Adam didn't like the fact we were at the boys house but via its okay. Promise me you won't tell anyone at school about this? You might get took away from me" I asked

She nodded and a tear dropped from her eye. If she told at school most likely social services would get involved and she might get took away from me. And honestly if that happened, I would kill myself. She's the only good thing I have.

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After holding an ice pack to my face and receiving many texts from Adam about how I was a "stupid slag" and then finally about how he was "so sorry". He was high and supposedly didn't know what he was doing I received a call from Daniel.

I looked down at my phone quite confused however decided to answer after mind debating for a while. Olivia was sitting next to me so I put my finger to my lip to tell her to be quiet while I answered and gave her a smile.

I slid along the phone the green answer button and immediately his voice went to my ear.

Dan: hey mckenzie
Me: hi dani
Dan: um.. are you busy today? The boys were wondering if you wanted to come over, think we are all going swimming in our pool.
Me; I- I'm not sure if I can
Dan: oh, Corbyn is also asking if Olivia can come, he said that you said her parents were on a business trip all week and that you needed to look after her.
Me: *looking down* i don't know, I mean I feel bad.
Dan: why? Everyone loves when your Around
Me:*i picked at my nail* uh sure yea I'll come.
Um when do you want me to come over
Dan: yes! As soon as you can

With that he hung up and I was sitting there shocked on the worn out soda wondering what the hell just happened.

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After caking my face in cheap foundation, covering it more with concealer and using powder to settle down the substances on my face I was almost ready.
I detangled my hair using and old brush that had a worn in handle from my grip being pushed on it daily and add a little perfume and the few rings I had. One from Daniel back when we were 14 and it was my birthday.

I recollect him telling me the story of how he 'obviously wasn't proposing" however his mom suggested getting me a ring so she helped him choose it.

It was a pretty ring, it had crystal stars embedded into it and the silver was sadly wearing away on the inside.

Although I was classed as poor, I would not sell this ring due to the memories behind it.

I then went to my wardrobe and put on a thrifted dress with a thrifted denim jacket and added a hair grip into my hair to get it out of my face.

As I looked In the mirror after 30 minutes of getting ready (I normally take wayyyy less time however I had to hide the horrendous bruise as I hate when people question me or when I have attention. Especially because of a bad thing being someone hitting me).

My bruise was covered well and honestly, I didn't look that bad. Which is a surprise seen as though I had cried previous.

 Which is a surprise seen as though I had cried previous

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^^what I look like.

I dressed up little Olivia too and got her a swimsuit because I didn't want to go swimming as my makeup would run and furthermore questions would be asked on what happened to my face. I tucked it into a bag along with a towel and finally it was time to go over to the why dont we house.

Finally, we were ready to leave and to go see my ex, who, In all honesty I still love...

You can never stop loving your first.

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