Chapter 6

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Days have past since my mother pushed me down the stairs and the morning after I spent the night at Oli's house she was drunk again and beat me until I bleed and almost stabbed me with a broken piece of glass from an old vodka bottle. I haven't been back to Austin's house in a few days but I'm tempted. I was sitting on my bed watching Supernatural and drawing Dean. He is a very attractive young man. My phone buzzed a couple time then stopped. I've been avoided everyone for the past few days except my mother when I go up to clean or go for a walk.

The guilt was killing me so I put my pen down and grabbed my phone. Twenty texts from Oli and three missed calls. I sighed as I read his texts. They were mostly just asking if I was okay and wanted to hang out for a bit. The guilt ate me alive as I texted back a response and started to get ready. I heard the front door open and a car start about an hour ago so my mother was gone and I could just leave as I pleased.

I fixed my black and purple and now part pink hair and put on a random band shirt and blacked ripped skinny jeans. I pulled on my leather jacket and combat boots as I locked the front door and started walking down the street. Thoughts pounded in my head as I knocked on Oli's front door and took a step back.

"I need to go shopping Christmas is like in fours days..." I said in my head as the door opened and Oli's beautiful face came to my view.

"Hello Zoey how are you today?" He smiled and stepped over so I could walk in.

"Hello Oliver I'm good how are you?" I asked as I hugged him. He kissed my head and answered.

"I'm pretty good too but better now that you are here." I just laughed and said

"God Oliver You're so Fucking cheesy." I playfully punched him and walked up the stairs to his room. I jumped on his bed shoved my face into his pillow and just laid there. Laughter was heard from the doorway and then the closing and locking of the door. I just smiled and pulled the blanket up to my shoulders.

"I'm not going to ask what You're doing I'm just going to ask if I can join you." I could practically hear the smile on his pretty little face as I nodded and moved the blanket. He laid down next to me and pulled me into his arms. I mumbled something that even I don't know what I said.

"What did you say?" He asked after a minute and he sounded as confused as I was. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled against his chest. My jeans were so uncomfortable so I rolled over Oli and fell on the floor. He just sighed and sat up.

"I know what You're doing so I don't have to ask but do you want some help." I nodded and moved my arms so he could pick me up off the floor. He helped me stand up then put my hands on his shoulders.

I just shook my head and said "No." As I put his hands on my hips so I could unbutton my pants and slid them off. He grabbed the bottom of my Falling In Reverse shirt and pulled it off my body. I wasn't wearing a tank top because I forgot one so he just sighed and kissed my stomach and hips.

"Oli what are doing?" I asked because he moved his head and kissed all of my scars. He shushed me by kissing my lips for a couple seconds then went back to kissing my arms. I just stood there and started to cry. Years worth of scars were all over my body and Oli was kissing every single one of them. When he was done he noticed I was crying and hugged me.

"Zoey Please don't cry it's okay I promise it's all going to be okay." He whispered and kissed me. I nodded my head and laid back down. He wrapped his arms around me and put my head on his chest. He started singing Pierce The Veil's " Hold On Till May" and that just made me cry even more. We stayed like this for awhile just kissing and talking.

"Alright I don't want to just sit here like we always do. Let's go somewhere. Let's go to the mall or the movies or anywhere." He said completely out of nowhere. Well I liked just sitting here but I did want to go out Though.

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