Adopted by Emma Watson.

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It took two days for Emma to believe that I was really fine. Something I don't think she understands is that I never take anything serious, and my family issues sit right at the top of that list. I know I know, 'Charlotte it isn't healthy to do that' well, when you live in my shoes then tell me what I should do.

But one thing Olivia and I have been doing over this break was watching scary videos on youtube. We absolutely fucking enjoyed it, Emily would jump at the sound effects it was funny. Emma didn't have any filming to do recently so she was home a lot more than normal, and her agent had given her the rest of the year off.

We decided to invite all my friends over for a small party, a little Christmas get together, and they were bringing their parents as well. Emma agreed- well she was the main one to come up with it. I won't lie to you, I learned some things five minutes before everyone got there, number one both Olivia and Ruelle had younger sisters, Gram was 'straight' around his parents.

So and so fourth. Ruelle arrived first with her little sister and parents, they were really nice, and her little sister- Harlow, she liked me the most. Which made Ruelle pout most of the night, Olivia had arrived with her younger sister, there was no way in hell her mother would've come to this, and while Emma didn't know why most of us did, except the parents.

But Olivia arrived looking stressed, and then there was her four year old sister- Lana, she was really pretty, she would take after her big sister. She also looked upset. I had Harlow go off with Lana while I talked to Olivia, I brought her into the kitchen, since everyone was in the living room.

"What happened this time?" I asked, grabbing her something to drink.

"She is just an insufferable bitch! She got mad because Lana was upset, she had every right to be upset, the kids at school pushed her, and she just took it," Olivia let out, I sighed. Ruelle joined us in the kitchen.

"Maybe teach her how to fight it?" I suggested, though it posed as more of a question.

"If I did that my mother would just get mad at me," Olivia sounded exhausted and she only went home today, and came back like she never left home in the first place. "I can't let Lana live with her, she is happy, I don't want her to turn out like me," Olivia said, the tears evident in her tone. "I can't do this," she bolted out of the kitchen, knowing Olivia she just needed space.

By now Emma had heard the commotion and came into the kitchen, and now we knew that there wasn't any avoiding the topic anymore, we told her everything. The party went on as planned, but when two hours had past and we hadn't received a call from Olivia we were worried.

I went into the kitchen and called her, by now almost everybody was gone, well the parents. "Where's livy?" Lana squeaked, following in after me. I set my phone down, and picked her up. "I dunno little one, she'll be fine though, it's Olivia."

She smiled, "I am not that little," she giggled, my phone rang, I rushed to pick it up, I set Lana down on the counter and answered it.

"Liv?" I asked, I was soon disappointed by the person who answered. Ruelle and Emma were now in the kitchen with me, watching me.

"Look, I am sorry for running off like that, I needed air, I needed space, but I am on my way back," her voice was coated with sadness. Like her coming back wasn't an easy choice to make.

"Liv, listen, it's alright, we all have those moments, Lana is fine she is still here, she can stay the night if she needs too, I am sure Emma doesn't mind," I looked over and she gave me a smile.

"I know but I normally don't run away, I don't know what happened, I just, I am sorry, Charlie, I am truly sorry," she sobbed, it was hard. What happened next might have scarred me for life. I heard her screams, and the sound of metal meeting metal.

"Liv? Liv? Olivia? Olivia Marylin Benson answer me!?" I screamed, and I knew there was no point, I heard her gasping. She was trying to answer, "No scratch that don't answer me, just breathe alright, in and out," the tears started to roll down my face. I could tell by the looks on Emma's and Ruelle's face they were concerned and unbeknown to what was happening. The phone clicked.

"What Charlie what is it?" Ruelle asked, looking at me. I sucked my tears back, "Charlie.."

"I don't know! I don't know if it is even something at the moment," I snapped.

"What did you hear? What are you thinking?" Emma asked, looking at me, her brown eyes calming me down.

"I think she got into a car crash, now can I go?" I asked, grabbing the car keys.

"Certainly not! You need one of us with you," Emma suggested, which seemed like more a demand, I agreed.

IF there was one thing I wanted for Christmas, please, whatever god exists let Olivia be alive.