Olivia Bellamy is your not total normal girl in Jasper Nevada. She was always teased by her hair color, skin and eyes. Everyone was afraid of her red eyes. It wasn't her fault she was born different. But what happened, on that night. Her aunt and u...
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Olivia's POV:
I woke up from the sun hitting eyes, shifted from my sleep. I sat up from the ground and stretched my arms, back and legs. And yawned long from the good rest. Then I felt the sting on my neck and forgot from the cut I had yesterday.
I digged in my backpack and got some bandage and scar cream, rubbing on my neck and on the back, waiting for it to dry for good 5 minutes and wrapped around my neck with bandages. And grabbed my wrapping neck choker to cover it. Since I always hate that.
I even put the cream on the cut I had on my head. And for bruising as well. Around my body.
God doesn't it fucking hurt.
As I digged into my bag again to change my clothes. I put on some oversize shirt that is long to my thighs, put some black leather leggings and black beanie, some chain bracelet (no rose ring) leather black boots.
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I was done putting on my clothes and walked, I know some shit around here that i will not make it alive.
I mean come on, I just killed who was part of my family but is not to me. I was dead for sure but am not. I set the house on fire and blew up. And I ran for my life away from this world and people. And now they are gonna think I'm a fucking suspect and are going to look for me to the First Degree Murder. Two people that are dead.
Well just don't give a fuck right now. Cause I really want to get out of here. And i really wish this days goes well.
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