Part 33

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It's been a week since Olivia's mom died and her not going to school. She's been feeling sick, stress and sad. She kept on felt like it's her fault that her mom died. If she came home after the party, it wouldn't have been this way. Her dad was a bit mad that's going to the party and didn't come home but he understood. He tried to let her alone at the moment.

"Dad?" Olivia asked as she walked down the stairs

"Yes, sweetie?" Her father replied who was watching the television

"Im going to school" she said confidently

"Y-you sure?"

"Yeah. Dont worry, im feeling a bit better now and i dont want to miss the lessons" She exclaimed, making her way to him

"Okay, honey. Take care" He said

"Bye, dad. Love you" She kissed his cheek before leaving the house

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Everyone's attention was on her as she entered the school hallway. Everyone knew about the incident and now they fucking blame her for her mom's death.

"This is the bitch that killed her own mother, everyone!" Greta shouted, making almost everyone laughed

"I didn't kill my fucking mother!" Olivia yelled at Greta with tears in her eyes

"You fucking did, bitch" Greta said, harshly pushed her shoulder which make her back a bit

Olivia's anger rise up and what happen next is unbelievable. She swung a fist at her and punched her in the fucking face, making her nose bleed. Everyone look at her like 'ouu'

"Did you just put your hands on me?" Greta said, wiping her blood away

"Yes i fucking did!"

Then Greta punched her stomach hard, making her fell onto the floor. She kiched her several times and she's now weak as fuck. Richie and Stanley came out of nowhere and helped Olivia. Stanley pushed Greta away and Richie pulled Olivia, carrying her to the treatment room.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Stanley asked Greta before leaving her and followed Richie

Richie sat Olivia down on the bed and quickly find anything that can fix her up.

"Shit shit shit" Richie mumbled as he didn't find the stuff

Olivia got up and was about to get off of the bed but Richie carefully pushed her back

"Hey dont you're bleeding" He said

"It's just my fucking nose, Richie" She exclaimed, pushing him away and making her way to the door but he grabbed her arm

"Just let me fix you up!" He yelled

"I dont need it!" She yanked his hand away and ran out of the room

Stanley was shocked and confused as Olivia ran beside him and crying. Then he saw Richie got out of the room

"Dude, what was that?" Stan asked

"I dont know. She's just-" Richie sighed

"Let's just go to class" Stan said, putting his arm around Richie's shoulder

-

Olivia ran to the back of the school and met Beverly. She has cigarettes between her fingers and smoke came out of her mouth as she blew.

"Beverly?" Olivia asked, frowning her eyebrows

Beverly turned over at her and she was surprised. She quickly stood up and ran to her, hugging her body tightly.

"Via! Ugh i miss you so much" Bev said

Olivia suddenly felt calm and relax as Beverly hugged her. She realized all this time, all she needs was a hug. ( go and get a hug if u ever feels down. it helps! ) Her hands wrapped around Bev's and tears fell down her cheeks

"Oh my god, what happened, baby?" Beverly asked as she pulled away and saw blood on her face.

"Greta punched me" She chuckled

"That bitch what?!"

"But i punched her first so that's kinda badass, y'know?" She smiled, it's not a happy smile, it was just like a smile

"That's my girl! But why are you crying?"

"I dont know. Everything that's happening right now is just- fucked up" Olivia shrugged

"Why did you come to school then? You know you're still trying to forget.. the incident.."

"I had the confidence to come to school this morning! and when that bitch showed up-" She got interrupted

"Hey! You girls, what are you guys doing here? Get back to your class!" A teacher yelled

"Oh shit" Beverly mumbled and grabbed Olivia's hand, running away from the teacher

Hi this chapter is fucking boring but i'll try to make a better one soon. Vote for cookies and ice cream 🍪🍦

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