Three's A Charm

Three's A Charm

Status: In Progress

Genre: Other

Houses:

Details

Status: In Progress

Genre: Other

Houses:

Summary

Olivia Jacklyn, a 17 year old girl who was placed in Foster Care without a second thought at birth. Lauren(biological mum) was 17 when she gave Olivia into the foster care system, she didn't want anyone else knowing so she moved 140 miles away as soon as she had given birth. Matt(biological dad) heard rumors that Lauren was pregnant at the time but took no notice, two years later he moved 90 miles away. Leaving Olivia in the foster care system from birth until now, shes 17.Shes been staying in the same home for 9 months now, the "dad" of the house is like the rest shes seen, the arguing couple keep Olivia up most nights.Olivia has been through a foster care system of hell. Abused, ignored and given false hope as she gets put into yet another home although this one isnt at all what she seems...
Share :
Twitter

Summary

Olivia Jacklyn, a 17 year old girl who was placed in Foster Care without a second thought at birth. Lauren(biological mum) was 17 when she gave Olivia into the foster care system, she didn't want anyone else knowing so she moved 140 miles away as soon as she had given birth. Matt(biological dad) heard rumors that Lauren was pregnant at the time but took no notice, two years later he moved 90 miles away. Leaving Olivia in the foster care system from birth until now, shes 17.Shes been staying in the same home for 9 months now, the "dad" of the house is like the rest shes seen, the arguing couple keep Olivia up most nights.Olivia has been through a foster care system of hell. Abused, ignored and given false hope as she gets put into yet another home although this one isnt at all what she seems...

Chapter1 (v.1) - Chapter One

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 01, 2017

Reads: 42

A A A | A A A

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 01, 2017

A A A

A A A

The moonlight shone through the crack of my half open eyes as i struggled too pull myself up. With one hand rubbing my eye and the other on the switch i flicked it on before squinting at the brighter light just next too me, i sat there half awake for a few minuets before looking around the tiny filled room wondering why i am awake so early in the morning. "2 am?" i mumbled too myself before running my long; half painted nails through my hair.  Retrieving the thin covers from the end of my bed i begun too lay back down before hearing two muffled voices below me shouting, rolling my eyes i got up and tip-toed too the door. Trying too avoid the creaking floor boards i opened the door a little bit, the shouting flew straight through the opened door and hit me like a gush of wind. "great" i sighed before falling onto my bed, gulping at the long night i knew was ahead i looked at the calendar and for once, almost a miracle. I smiled.
 
Coldness from the slightly opened door creeped towards me as i quietly walked too my rather small suitcase in the only clean corner of the room.My suitcase was bassically my home all in one, it had my pillow,blanket,toothbrush and a few clothes, its all i had left. Along with a few personal items  Slowly, i picked out some blue jeans and a black tee'. With an over sized hoodie half on i started brushing my teeth in the small, half decent looking sink opposite my suitcase. Grabbing my backpack off the end of the hand made bed i carefully walked down the stairs trying not too wake Ned and Katie.(Ned and Katie are my Foster parents, although i wouldn't call them "parents". Parents are supposed too look after their kids and love them not smoke around them, drink and shout at them. Hit them until they're only two colours. Make them feel like its their fault. At least i think thats what they're supposed too do. However i'd never have known, i mean my mum gave me away at birth and my dad, well god knows where or who he is!). Holding the cold metal door handle my body would grow tall and stiff at the sound behind me. Ned, hes awake and behind me. Drunk of course, i hardly ever see him sober. I haven't felt so scared when i see someone as much as i am when i see him. He towers over me, like a dark shadow hes always there even if you cant see him. His tattoos remind me of biker's. But not the good kind. Debating whether or not too look at his face i move my uncut curly hair out of my eyes.
"You woke me up again, you're a little brat Olivia! Stop thinking about yourself all the time" his deep voice yelled down at me, spit covered my face more than the broken shower upstairs. My ears rang as he carried on telling me how 'stupid' and 'worthless' i am, i never used too believe the words that came out of his vile mouth, but i am stupid. I've obviously done something wrong for the families that have had me too hate me as much as they do/have. Although i've never really known what i have done wrong, all i know is that Ned hates me. Theres not an ounce of him that likes me, Ned doesn't really even like his girlfriend Katie, they argue 24/7, cheat on each other and he hits her.Ned is a violent person towards everyone, especially me. However i am used too his aggressive behavior, but it sickens me that Katie lets him hit her son Brad, no wonder why Brad is never here and is always at his real dads house. Nodding my head slowly i turned onto the heels of my over worn trainers and pushed down the cold metal handle opening the door and walking out side and shutting it before he could get another word in.
 
I feel so free whenever im alone, all by myself nobody too shout at me, nobody to make me feel worthless and useless. However i think more when i am alone. My brain hits me with every sad feeling I've ever experienced, its like walking out of a silent room into a room full of people. Its overwhelming. My thoughts harass me. They torture me, force me into believing that i am not worth anything. That im not smart, and that im never going to be happy...


© Copyright 2017 JustAYoungWriter. All rights reserved.

Chapters
Booksie Spring 2017 Flash Fiction Contest

Booksie Popular Content

Other Content by JustAYoungWriter

Popular Tags