Never again
I'm coming out
Olivia p.o.v.
"Don't touch her!!" I scream.
I run at my stepdad, trying to hit him.
He just throws me across the room, as if I'm weightless.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm underfed and 110 pounds.And he is about 3 times my size.
I hit the glass cabnit and it breaks.
There are sharp pains running up and down my back.
He grins with an evil look in his eyes. He turns back around and grabs my little 9 year old sister.
She struggles and sobs.
He carrys her to the stairs.
I jump up, pain shooting through my whole body, and run towards him.
He kicks me in the shin.
I drop on the floor.He kicks me in the stomach.
I groan.
He sits my trembling sister down.
The moment he turns around and bends over to pick me up, she grabs a clear glass
vase and smashes it on his head.
He is knocked over, and hits the floor.
I get up quickly and grab my sister.
We run for the glass door, leading to the patio.
I open it and run for the woods.
My little sister sprints beside me as I run as fast as I can.
I can hear branches crack under my boots with every step.
I finally stop after about 10 minutes, out of breath.
Let me introduce myself.
I'm Olivia Maria Collins.
I have wavy brunette hair and blue eyes.
I'm 17 and ,like I said before, 110 pounds.
My mom and dad got divorced 5 years ago.
1 year later, mom met Dave, my stepdad.
1 month later, they get married.
2 years later, mom dies in a fire in our previous house.
1 day later, Dave inherits alot of money.
1 week later, we move into our new house.
2 weeks later, Claire loses her virginity while I'm at volleyball practice after school.
Make since?
Yeah.I'm not gonna explain it.
Claire is crying.
I comfort her.
Did I mention we live in the middle of nowhere?
We literetally live in the woods, with our beautiful home that looks like the Cullens house
from that movie Twilight.Some of the girls from volleyball had a sleepover and invited
me, and we watched it.I thought that it was really stupid.
"Ok.Come on, lets go." I say to Claire.
I cried with her everytime when Dave wasn't there.
"Claire?C'mon.Climb." I tell her.
I taught her how to climb trees before mom died.
Mom always called us squirrels, we were so fast going up the trees.
We always had splinters all over our hands.
I step onto the first step of the rope ladder leading to my tree house and begin to climb,
Claire right behind.
When we get inside,I dig through my pockets.
I find my Iphone.
There is great service up here.
I search through the contacts until I find Niall.
He's my best friend.
He's 18.
He lives alone.
Dyed blonde hair.
His brunette roots are always growing in, but it's cuter when it's half-blond half-brunette.
Piercing blue eyes, great manners, sweet guy.
He isn't the most popular guy in school but he's nice.
He doesn't care about popularity, and I respect that.
At least, I don't think he does anymore.
We dated for a while, when I first came to the school.
It ended badly, and now we're just friends.
Then, he started dating the most popular girl in school.
Ironic, right?
I think they're still dating.
I don't know.
I call and after 5 rings he picks up.
"Hullo?" he says in a tired voice.
"Did I wake you?" I ask.
"Yes."
I smile and shake my head.
"Sorry."
"Why are you calling at 10:00 at night?"
Tears come to my eyes.
I blink them away.
I have to be strong for Claire.
"It's Claire.And Dave.We're in the woods right now, and I can't see that well." I say sofly.
There's a silence on the other line.
"Where in the woods?"
"We're at the treehouse." I say.
Silence.
"I'm coming."
He hangs up.
I use the flashlight on my phone so Claire won't be scared.
I hand it to her.
I've always liked the woods.
They're so......peaceful.
I dragged Niall out here once.
He hated it at first, but he warmed up to them.
We built this clubhouse a long time ago.
Now, it's our sanctuary.
We put stuff in it like a chest with blankets and pillows and stuff like that in it.
We even put a box of matches and candles.
I light a candle and place it in a reflective container.
Now, I can see what's in here.
I cover the window with a cloth so it only gives a soft glow on the outside.
"Olivia?" asks Claire
"What?" I say.
She points to the blanket I have wrapped around us.
"What?" I ask again.
In response she pulls the blanket off of me.
She holds it in front of my face.
I nearly faint at the sight of blood.
"Wait, what?Are you hurt?Where are you bleeding?" I ask quickly.
"I'm not." she whispers.
"You are."
My eyes widen.
I bring my hand around my back.
I feel something warm and sticky.
I bring my arm back around.
Blood.I'm bleeding.What the heck is in my back?
Suddenly, the door of the treehouse opens.
I jump.
"Hey." says Niall.
"C'mon.You staying at my house.Come get in the car." he says.
Claire gets up and climbs down the rope ladder.
Niall gazes at me.
"What?" I say.
He sighs.
"Nothing."
He takes off his sweatshirt, leaving him in a tight plain white t-shirt.
He helps me slip it on.
He takes the bloody blanket away from me and wraps me in a new one.
He blows out the candle and helps me get down the ladder.
We walk to the car; it's on the outskirts of the woods.
He opens the passenger door.
I get in.
I pull my legs up and wrap my arms around my knees.
Niall gets in and turns the car on.
Claire talks to him about random things.
Niall likes her a lot.
He treats her as if she was HIS little sister.
He's always really sweet with her.
But right now, I'm wishing they would stop talking because I've got a major headache
and I'm bleeding for an unknown reason.
We pull up to his loft.
Claire and Niall get out.
They walk into the loft.
I sit in the passenger seat, finally having time to cry.
I cry my heart out.
I cry about Claire.I cry about mom.I cry about how I'm probually staining Niall's leather
seats with blood.
I stop.
I fiddle with the door handle.
It opens.
I stumble out and limp to the front door.
I trip on a rock.
I land flat on my back.
Pain shoots through my back once again.
I hear the front door open.
A fuzzy Niall comes into my view.
Tears stain my cheeks.
He picks me up bridal style and carrys me inside.
He lays me on a bed.
I'm in his room.
I've only ever been in here once.
I shudder.
That night was full of tears and pain.
I can hear Claire talking.
"Good night, Niall!!"
I shoot up.
Pain.
"Don't let her see me like this." I whisper-yell, ignoring it.
Niall isn't even in the room.
"Okay, go to bed, Claire Bear." I hear him say.
I groan softly and lay back down.
Niall walks in with peroxide and towels.
"Roll over."
I roll over,moaning in pain.
"You've lost a lot of blood.How did you get glass in your back?"
"Cabnit."
He hesitates.
"I'm gonna have to take your shirt off so I can get the glass out."
"Uhh.Here." he says handing me a towel.
"I don't need it.I have a br-"
"Ok.Just take the shirt off and still use the towel so you won't stain the bedsheets." he
says quickly.
He turns around.
I slip off my shirt and wrap the towel around myself.
"You can turn around now." I say.
When he turns around, he's blushing like crazy.
I roll back over.
He grabs the tweezers and starts to pull the glass pieces out.
I wince with every one.
"This one's deep." He says.
He grabs my hand.
"Okay.On 3. One.Two."
He sqeezes my hand.
"Three."
He rips it out.
He quickly places a hand over my mouth as I scream.
I break down crying again as he cleans up.
He finishes fixing the cuts up and putting the bloody towels up.
I grimace at the amount of blood.
"Niall?I feel light-headed."
I start to fall.
Niall catches me.
He always does.
"He always does." I say.
I close my eyes.
He always does.
~~~~End~Of~Chapter~~~~
"It'll never happen." he says, leaning into me.
I back away, towards the brick wall.
The waves are crashing against the docks.
"How do you know?" I ask.
"I just know." he says, taking my wrists and holding them togather high above me.
The bright full moon is enough for me to be able to see his bright,sparkling eyes.
"You can't do this to me.You can't just go and assume that I'll always stay.I don't want to
be here anymore...I don't want to be with you anymore."
He gazes into my eyes.
"That's a lie and you know it."
Tears stream down my face.
"I love you."
"Don't touch her!!" I scream.
I run at my stepdad, trying to hit him.
He just throws me across the room, as if I'm weightless.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm underfed and 110 pounds.And he is about 3 times my size.
I hit the glass cabnit and it breaks.
There are sharp pains running up and down my back.
He grins with an evil look in his eyes. He turns back around and grabs my little 9 year old sister.
She struggles and sobs.
He carrys her to the stairs.
I jump up, pain shooting through my whole body, and run towards him.
He kicks me in the shin.
I drop on the floor.He kicks me in the stomach.
I groan.
He sits my trembling sister down.
The moment he turns around and bends over to pick me up, she grabs a clear glass
vase and smashes it on his head.
He is knocked over, and hits the floor.
I get up quickly and grab my sister.
We run for the glass door, leading to the patio.
I open it and run for the woods.
My little sister sprints beside me as I run as fast as I can.
I can hear branches crack under my boots with every step.
I finally stop after about 10 minutes, out of breath.
Let me introduce myself.
I'm Olivia Maria Collins.
I have wavy brunette hair and blue eyes.
I'm 17 and ,like I said before, 110 pounds.
My mom and dad got divorced 5 years ago.
1 year later, mom met Dave, my stepdad.
1 month later, they get married.
2 years later, mom dies in a fire in our previous house.
1 day later, Dave inherits alot of money.
1 week later, we move into our new house.
2 weeks later, Claire loses her virginity while I'm at volleyball practice after school.
Make since?
Yeah.I'm not gonna explain it.
Claire is crying.
I comfort her.
Did I mention we live in the middle of nowhere?
We literetally live in the woods, with our beautiful home that looks like the Cullens house
from that movie Twilight.Some of the girls from volleyball had a sleepover and invited
me, and we watched it.I thought that it was really stupid.
"Ok.Come on, lets go." I say to Claire.
I cried with her everytime when Dave wasn't there.
"Claire?C'mon.Climb." I tell her.
I taught her how to climb trees before mom died.
Mom always called us squirrels, we were so fast going up the trees.
We always had splinters all over our hands.
I step onto the first step of the rope ladder leading to my tree house and begin to climb,
Claire right behind.
When we get inside,I dig through my pockets.
I find my Iphone.
There is great service up here.
I search through the contacts until I find Niall.
He's my best friend.
He's 18.
He lives alone.
Dyed blonde hair.
His brunette roots are always growing in, but it's cuter when it's half-blond half-brunette.
Piercing blue eyes, great manners, sweet guy.
He isn't the most popular guy in school but he's nice.
He doesn't care about popularity, and I respect that.
At least, I don't think he does anymore.
We dated for a while, when I first came to the school.
It ended badly, and now we're just friends.
Then, he started dating the most popular girl in school.
Ironic, right?
I think they're still dating.
I don't know.
I call and after 5 rings he picks up.
"Hullo?" he says in a tired voice.
"Did I wake you?" I ask.
"Yes."
I smile and shake my head.
"Sorry."
"Why are you calling at 10:00 at night?"
Tears come to my eyes.
I blink them away.
I have to be strong for Claire.
"It's Claire.And Dave.We're in the woods right now, and I can't see that well." I say sofly.
There's a silence on the other line.
"Where in the woods?"
"We're at the treehouse." I say.
Silence.
"I'm coming."
He hangs up.
I use the flashlight on my phone so Claire won't be scared.
I hand it to her.
I've always liked the woods.
They're so......peaceful.
I dragged Niall out here once.
He hated it at first, but he warmed up to them.
We built this clubhouse a long time ago.
Now, it's our sanctuary.
We put stuff in it like a chest with blankets and pillows and stuff like that in it.
We even put a box of matches and candles.
I light a candle and place it in a reflective container.
Now, I can see what's in here.
I cover the window with a cloth so it only gives a soft glow on the outside.
"Olivia?" asks Claire
"What?" I say.
She points to the blanket I have wrapped around us.
"What?" I ask again.
In response she pulls the blanket off of me.
She holds it in front of my face.
I nearly faint at the sight of blood.
"Wait, what?Are you hurt?Where are you bleeding?" I ask quickly.
"I'm not." she whispers.
"You are."
My eyes widen.
I bring my hand around my back.
I feel something warm and sticky.
I bring my arm back around.
Blood.I'm bleeding.What the heck is in my back?
Suddenly, the door of the treehouse opens.
I jump.
"Hey." says Niall.
"C'mon.You staying at my house.Come get in the car." he says.
Claire gets up and climbs down the rope ladder.
Niall gazes at me.
"What?" I say.
He sighs.
"Nothing."
He takes off his sweatshirt, leaving him in a tight plain white t-shirt.
He helps me slip it on.
He takes the bloody blanket away from me and wraps me in a new one.
He blows out the candle and helps me get down the ladder.
We walk to the car; it's on the outskirts of the woods.
He opens the passenger door.
I get in.
I pull my legs up and wrap my arms around my knees.
Niall gets in and turns the car on.
Claire talks to him about random things.
Niall likes her a lot.
He treats her as if she was HIS little sister.
He's always really sweet with her.
But right now, I'm wishing they would stop talking because I've got a major headache
and I'm bleeding for an unknown reason.
We pull up to his loft.
Claire and Niall get out.
They walk into the loft.
I sit in the passenger seat, finally having time to cry.
I cry my heart out.
I cry about Claire.I cry about mom.I cry about how I'm probually staining Niall's leather
seats with blood.
I stop.
I fiddle with the door handle.
It opens.
I stumble out and limp to the front door.
I trip on a rock.
I land flat on my back.
Pain shoots through my back once again.
I hear the front door open.
A fuzzy Niall comes into my view.
Tears stain my cheeks.
He picks me up bridal style and carrys me inside.
He lays me on a bed.
I'm in his room.
I've only ever been in here once.
I shudder.
That night was full of tears and pain.
I can hear Claire talking.
"Good night, Niall!!"
I shoot up.
Pain.
"Don't let her see me like this." I whisper-yell, ignoring it.
Niall isn't even in the room.
"Okay, go to bed, Claire Bear." I hear him say.
I groan softly and lay back down.
Niall walks in with peroxide and towels.
"Roll over."
I roll over,moaning in pain.
"You've lost a lot of blood.How did you get glass in your back?"
"Cabnit."
He hesitates.
"I'm gonna have to take your shirt off so I can get the glass out."
"Uhh.Here." he says handing me a towel.
"I don't need it.I have a br-"
"Ok.Just take the shirt off and still use the towel so you won't stain the bedsheets." he
says quickly.
He turns around.
I slip off my shirt and wrap the towel around myself.
"You can turn around now." I say.
When he turns around, he's blushing like crazy.
I roll back over.
He grabs the tweezers and starts to pull the glass pieces out.
I wince with every one.
"This one's deep." He says.
He grabs my hand.
"Okay.On 3. One.Two."
He sqeezes my hand.
"Three."
He rips it out.
He quickly places a hand over my mouth as I scream.
I break down crying again as he cleans up.
He finishes fixing the cuts up and putting the bloody towels up.
I grimace at the amount of blood.
"Niall?I feel light-headed."
I start to fall.
Niall catches me.
He always does.
"He always does." I say.
I close my eyes.
He always does.
~~~~End~Of~Chapter~~~~
"It'll never happen." he says, leaning into me.
I back away, towards the brick wall.
The waves are crashing against the docks.
"How do you know?" I ask.
"I just know." he says, taking my wrists and holding them togather high above me.
The bright full moon is enough for me to be able to see his bright,sparkling eyes.
"You can't do this to me.You can't just go and assume that I'll always stay.I don't want to
be here anymore...I don't want to be with you anymore."
He gazes into my eyes.
"That's a lie and you know it."
Tears stream down my face.
"I love you."
Notes
Hi guys!!!NEW STORY!!!!ALREADY GOT THE WHOLE THING PLANNED OUT AND A SEQUEL TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ISN'T THAT CRAZY??????????????????????????????????????
