I walked home silently. As I turned the corner to my street, I got that unmistakeable feeling of pure, and utter fear.
It's not like I had never experienced this before. She was always like this. Always wasted. Always bringing a new guy home. Always screaming at me. Hitting me. Always.
I felt a cool tear roll down my flushed face. The door was half way open. Great, who the hell knows what could be behind this door.
The second I entered I saw dozens of bottles scattering the dirty floor. I took a small step in, trying to be quiet, but ended up stepping on a creaky spot, letting out a loud noise.
"Olivia? Olivia? Is that you?" A slurred voice came from down the hall.
"Ya," I said quietly, while trying to slip away into my room.
"Olivia, get your ass over here!" She screamed. Astonished, I froze. "I said to get the fuck over here. Now."
I knew that if I didn't go I was in for it. I crept down the hallway to her room. When she saw me, she smiled in a sinister way. I gave a confused look, but before I could react, a bottle was hurling towards my face.
Once it made impact, I was on the ground, bleeding. Before I passed out, I heard a the drunk words, "you should've came the first time."
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A/N
I know I said that I wasn't going to update yesterday, but I just felt like I could again. Sorry it's short. Ill try to make the next chapter at least 4-5 pages.
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أدب المراهقينOlivia is hopelessly in love with the Max. She looks at him everyday and wants him. He is her best friends boyfriend. They are on and off, but how far exactly will Olivia go to flip the switch.
