Sudden Changes
written by (: GONE !!
I'm Olivia Darby. I'm a depressed girl living in a muggle world. My parents fight 24/7 and sometimes it gets vicious. I don't have any friends and I'm scared of everything. Welcome to my life of a sad, depressed, and scared to death girl.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
11
Reads
576
Run Away
Chapter 7
~Olivia's pov.~
I wake up and I'm in Dylan's arms. No!! What the h*** is wrong with me!! I'm moving in 3 days!! I can't be with him like this!! I get out of his arms and rush to the living room. I turn on the TV and look out the window. I know I shouldn't run away like this but I can't help it. I go back to his room and grab my bag. "Liv??" I turn and see Dylan just waking up and at me with confusion. "What are you doing??"
"Dylan I can't stay here..." "What the h*** are you talking about??" His words surprise me enough to stop at the door. "Dylan we can't be together. I'm leaving in 3 days and long-distance doesn't work." He glares at me and grabs my wrist. I start getting flashbacks of how my dad always grabbed my wrists and slammed into a wall. I cringe back and yanked my hands-free. "STOP!!" I open my eyes and see that it's just Dylan.
I run out of his room and he runs after me. "Liv!! Stop!!" "Dylan I'm sorry but it won't work out!!" I run out and run across the street. I keep running and soon I don't hear Dylan. I stop and see that I'm 3 miles away from Dylan. I keep walking, out of breath, to the place I ran to when my dad first starting drinking. The cemetery. I went here because I had no idea how they looked or how weird it felt to be here.
I search around and find my mother's grave. I kneel down by it and cry. "Mom...I wish you were here...I wish dad wasn't horrible...I wish I could stay here and be with Dylan...I'm sorry mom..." I get up and pull out my pocket knife. I raise it high aimed at my chest. "Liv!! Don't!!" I turn and see Dylan standing there with his parents. "Olivia, please come home." He comes and takes the knife out of my hands. I just look at him. "I have no home!!" I yell at him and lung for the knife. I tackle him instead and pin him to the ground.
"Olivia knock it off!!" He pushes me off him and pins me to the ground. "You don't know what you are doing!!" "I do!! Now give it back!!" I punch his arm and the knife falls to the ground. I reach for it but he kicks it away. "Dylan!!" I kick his chest and he falls onto his back. I reach the knife but stop short of it. I look at Dylan who is crying slightly and shaking from his anxiety. I crawl over to him. "I'm sorry...let me help you." Instead, he pulls down next to him and cradles me in his arms. "Don't run away from me..." "Ok..." We stay like that for I don't know how long.
I wake up and I'm in Dylan's arms. No!! What the h*** is wrong with me!! I'm moving in 3 days!! I can't be with him like this!! I get out of his arms and rush to the living room. I turn on the TV and look out the window. I know I shouldn't run away like this but I can't help it. I go back to his room and grab my bag. "Liv??" I turn and see Dylan just waking up and at me with confusion. "What are you doing??"
"Dylan I can't stay here..." "What the h*** are you talking about??" His words surprise me enough to stop at the door. "Dylan we can't be together. I'm leaving in 3 days and long-distance doesn't work." He glares at me and grabs my wrist. I start getting flashbacks of how my dad always grabbed my wrists and slammed into a wall. I cringe back and yanked my hands-free. "STOP!!" I open my eyes and see that it's just Dylan.
I run out of his room and he runs after me. "Liv!! Stop!!" "Dylan I'm sorry but it won't work out!!" I run out and run across the street. I keep running and soon I don't hear Dylan. I stop and see that I'm 3 miles away from Dylan. I keep walking, out of breath, to the place I ran to when my dad first starting drinking. The cemetery. I went here because I had no idea how they looked or how weird it felt to be here.
I search around and find my mother's grave. I kneel down by it and cry. "Mom...I wish you were here...I wish dad wasn't horrible...I wish I could stay here and be with Dylan...I'm sorry mom..." I get up and pull out my pocket knife. I raise it high aimed at my chest. "Liv!! Don't!!" I turn and see Dylan standing there with his parents. "Olivia, please come home." He comes and takes the knife out of my hands. I just look at him. "I have no home!!" I yell at him and lung for the knife. I tackle him instead and pin him to the ground.
"Olivia knock it off!!" He pushes me off him and pins me to the ground. "You don't know what you are doing!!" "I do!! Now give it back!!" I punch his arm and the knife falls to the ground. I reach for it but he kicks it away. "Dylan!!" I kick his chest and he falls onto his back. I reach the knife but stop short of it. I look at Dylan who is crying slightly and shaking from his anxiety. I crawl over to him. "I'm sorry...let me help you." Instead, he pulls down next to him and cradles me in his arms. "Don't run away from me..." "Ok..." We stay like that for I don't know how long.
