The Life of Elora Blackwood
HUGE TW: MENTION OF R@PE AND S3XU@L ASSULT::: A story about a 15 year old girl who was young;y placed in an orphanage and always got bullied.
Last Updated
09/10/21
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Chapter 7: Elora's 14th birthday
Chapter 7
"Happy Birthday Elora," Oliver whispers into her ear and laughs. "MmmMMm! No not yet..5 five more minutes!" He pulls the covers off of her. "Nope now Elora!" he starts to tickle her. "OLIVER NO- I-I GOTTA PEE!" Elora jumps outof bed and runs to the bathroom and Margeret walks up the stairs to see Oliver laying on the floor laughing. "E-ELoRA!! I-i GotTa PeeeEe! Hurry up!" he lays, laughing on the floor as Elora leaves the bathroom. "Go then idiot!" he stands up quickly and runs to the bathroom as margeret starts to speak to Elora. "Listen sweetie..i dont care if you two date just keep it secretyly.." She blushes intensly, "M-Margeret! Its not like that! We arent dating! Well i like him but he doesnt like me okay-" She covers her mouth as he opens the door. "You..what..?" "U-Um..I-" she runs off downstairs then out the door. He runs after her and shes sitting under a tree crying. He runs up behind her and he tries to calm her down but she interupta. "I hope were still friends, yeah i hope you dont mind.." he sighs and looks at her and leans back in for a kiss. "-but i thought you didnt like me.." "of course i like you cutie.." he grabs her hand and helps her stand up. "cmon..lets go back inside," he leads her back inside to see one of the other workers standing there. "You two got some explaining to do!" She leads them to the office and Elora starts crying again. He looks over at her and grabs her face, "Hey..calm down Elora..we will be okay!" "-but what if we get seperated.." she starts crying harder. "Its your birthday. we will make the best out of this day!" they arrive etot he office and walk in. "So, you two have been kissing?!" "i-i um..y-yes we have and-" she gets cut off. "- i dont care if you guys are or not. It deosnt matter" Elora looks up at her. "So i just broke down and didnt get in trouble?!" The ofice lady nods. Elora stands up quickly and walks off, going upstairs to gifts laying on her bed. "Woah..where did these come from?" she looks over at margeret. "One of them was left by your mother for you." "My mom came here? Today? And i didnt get to see her?" "E-Elora calm down dear-" Elora drops to the floor and grabs one. She unwraps it to reveal a phone. "I-Is this for me?" She turns on the phone to see a photo of her mother and her and unlocks the phone seeing a typed out letter from her mother.
Elora, i am so sorry for leaving you baby, i never wanted to but i didnt have a choice. They came after me sweetie. I really really miss you. there is nothing i miss more than you baby..you means everything to me. and i mean everything. Your father..um hes still in jail. Which i miss him alot..and i hope you do to.-" Elora sets down the phone and screams into her pillow. "WHY DO YOU MISS HIM MOM"|? YOU KNWO WHAT HE DID TO ME AND YOU STILL MISS HIM ANYWAYS?!" Oliver walks over to her and rubs her back looking down at the phone, and mumbles. "Crap..Im sorry Elora i cant beleive she misses him.." Elora grabs another gift seeing its from oliver. "What is this..?" She opens it revealing his hoodie and she smiles putting it on. she giggles softly as it reminds her of a coping mechanism she uses. She grabs another one its thhin and opens it to a note that says "i know your a little" "W-who is this from.." oliver looks at her and looks down quickly, blushing as she looks back at him. "Was this from you Oliver..?" he looks at her and nods. "H-how did you know..? yknow just nevermind we can talk about this later." She grabs another gift and opens it to be candy. "Oooh yummy! but theres no more so can i talk to Oliver alone please.." everybody leaves the room accept him. "So how did you know..?" "i can tell by the way you sleep sometimes..and by the way you start acting differently then isolate yourself from everybody. Anyways i have another gift for you." he pulls out a pacifier an hands it to me. "For you.."