Chapter 1: The Abyss of Death
Olivia's Journal 20th February 2017
From childhood I was raised a Catholic and I was preached the ways of Christianity. One concept that always etched in my memory was being granted into eternal paradise, which we all know as Heaven. It was a place of peace, tranquillity and bliss. No war, no hate and no suffering.
The day I chose to leave my life because I was sick of all the torment I endured. Death was the only way out and heaven was a better place, but only when I chose death over life, I realized how wrong I was.
„Liv, are you in there?" asked Isabel standing at the bathroom door patiently. „Come on Liv, I need to use the bathroom," moaned Isabel from behind the door. She waited for a response before she banged on the door and persisted, „Liv open the fucking door already, I'm not joking." Suddenly there were cries in the bathroom. „Liv," concerned Isabel, already feeling fear at the pit of her stomach and sent shivers all over her body.
„HHHHEEEELLLP," wailed a voice from the bathroom.
„Liv open the door now," shouted Isabel frantically, banging on the door desperately. „LIV PLEASE, OPEN THE DOOR," cried Isabel.
„What's going on?" worried Gustavo, running to the door.
„Olivia has locked herself in the bathroom," blubbered Isabel.
„Liv, open this door… now," demanded Gustavo, trying the door handle. He looked down and noticed he was standing in a puddle of blood. „Jesus Christ," gasped Gustavo, he pulled himself away from the door, „Stay back."
Gustavo threw his body into the door and it swung open. There lay Olivia on the floor unconscious with blood seeping out of her left arm. Gustavo and Isabel rushed in the bathroom towards Olivia. „LIV," cried Isabel with tears in her eyes. She grabbed Olivia in her arms, while Gustavo hurriedly rummaged through the bathroom cabinet. Contents flew out and landed in the sink, until Gustavo found a roll of bandage.
„Liv please, don't die. Please Liv, come back," sobbed Isabel, as tears strolled down her cheek and landed on Olivia's face. Olivia moaned but still kept her eyes closed. „She's alive, oh my God she's still alive," exclaimed Isabel. Gustavo yanked out an extended strip of bandage and wrapped it around Olivia's bleeding arm, which had a long vertical cut. The blood lightly soaked through the bandage and stemmed the bleeding.
„Stay with Liv, I'm going to call the ambulance," said Gustavo, dashing out of the bathroom and into the corridor.
Isabel remained in the bathroom with Olivia in her arms, stroking her face in the hopes of keeping her alive. „Please Liv, stay with us, we don't want you to go. An ambulance will be here, you're going to make it Liv. Liv please don't die, we need you… we love you," cried Isabel, continuing to shed tears that would fall on Olivia's pale skin.
Olivia could barely hear Isabel's tearful words, which distorted and faded into silence. It really seemed she was dying and she had accomplished what she intended, commit suicide and be successful.
Now that Olivia seemed successful in committing suicide, she realized what a big mistake it was. She had flashbacks of all the good times she had with Laura and Isabel, how they would have girls nights together. It was always what Olivia preferred, no boys, just girls having fun together. When boys joined her group like Gustavo, Kobe and Tyler, she tolerated them and eventually learned to appreciate and see qualities in them. Gustavo became Isabel's boyfriend, Tyler became Laura's and Kobe was a friend who always had a crush on Laura, but she didn't feel the same way.
Olivia knew she was no longer going to live to have anymore fond nostalgic memories or other adventures she could have had, she was going to die alone and scared. Her idea of death that there would be an afterlife didn't seem feasible now she was drowning in darkness. No white light, no angels greeting her and no heaven's gate. She was going to be trapped in a sea of eternal blackness and silence, a place worse than hell she could only think to herself.
Olivia didn't want to die she wanted to live, but now that didn't seem possible. She cut down her arm, she was bleeding to death and her body was giving up.
„Oh thank God…" cried Isabel.
„Stay back lady, we'll take over," ordered an unknown voice.
„What's her name?" asked another unknown voice which was female.
„Olivia," answered Isabel.
„Right… Olivia can you hear us?"
To be continued...