Nothing graphic. Just mentions of unspeakable things.
If you can guess what's happening to Olivia, I will be your best friend. 5 reviews=1 chapter.
Olivia froze.
Last time she checked, her toothbrush wasn't red. It was white.
So why were the soft bristles of the brand-new toothbrush blood-red?
Cautiously, she tilted her head up. A red trail leaked from her left nostril. The blood drained from her face.
Reaching into her pocket, Olivia Dunham pressed two buttons, 3 and Call, on her cell phone.
"Hello?" came the voice.
"Peter, it's me. Can you come over?" she pleaded into the phone. "Quickly?"
He could sense something was wrong. "Liv, what's up?"
"I'll tell you when you get here." she muttered, pressing the red button on her phone. End.
One ten-minute drive and a knock later, Peter stood in Olivia's apartment. "Liv?" He'd been let in to an Olivia with her back turned and her normally clean and straight hair knotted and with spots in her hair. Red spots. Thoughts raced through Peter's mind. When she spun around, her eyes pleading, he was absolutely positive something terrible was happening.
"Olivia? Are you on your period?" he asked.
Peter's observant question earned him a slap. "No, Peter...something's wrong with me. I don't know what, I don't know how it happened. I need help. Mad scientist help, Peter. Walter's help."
Then, Peter realized how Olivia felt. He hugged her tightly. "Don't worry, Liv. You're going to be okay. I promise I won't let anything happen to you." he whispered gently into her ear. "I swear, Livia."
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