The Diary of a Survivor: Olivia

by KRicci93

I haven't written in my diary since after Nate got home from deployment. Seeing the world like this is just... painful. I've returned to my diary. Writing about my day to day life out here is therapeutic in the absence of my family. Like someone I can come home to. To whoever this falls into the possession of, I hope my life was meaningful. I hope I found my boy. Be well.

11. Chapter 11

Olivia Remington.

11/04/2287.

Friday.

11:11PM.

Dear Diary,

I don't really have a lot to write about today. I had a lot of trouble sleeping last night. Piper slept on the couch and I slept on the bed. I mean, there was plenty of room for both of us, but I felt awkward about it, and she was understanding about it. But because I couldn't strip, I hardly got any sleep. I was up and down all night, then finally at 4:00AM, I said fuck it and got up. I woke Piper up and told her I was going back to Diamond City. I made it clear that she didn't have to get up, but she insisted, so we came back. Got back to Home Plate around 6:30AM.

From there on, I started cleaning out and furnishing Home Plate. It took all day long, I had to hook up the toilet to city plumbing, I brought in a bunch of workstations so I could tinker and mod at my hearts desire, replaced the bed that was already in here, set up my kitchen, and I even got my hands on a safe, so now I have a place to store money and valuables. I have a desk up here, so I have a place to write before bed, I have a bunch of crates downstairs to store guns and other weapons: I'm basically just trying to make it as comfortable as I can for the time that I'm here. I don't plan on staying here after I get Shaun back from the Institute, I'm going to move out into the Commonwealth and raise him away from all of this. Maybe beyond the Commonwealth if need be.

Piper helped me with a lot of this stuff today, and she vented a little. She fell into this rant about how she's essentially ignored even though she's trying to spread the truth to people. She really needs a friend. I need a friend too, and I think I like her enough. She can handle herself in a fight too. I just hope she doesn't wind up dying because she's injecting herself into my problems. I don't belong in this world. My son doesn't belong in this world. So it'll be for the best when we leave. I'll leave this entry open, I'll add to it later when more stuff happens. Later Diary.

11/05/2287.

Saturday.

Today was a bit more interesting than yesterday. I spent some time sorting through all the weapons that I've been collecting. I tinkered with them for a while, discovering different ways to modify them. But I found myself running out of supplies, so Piper and I went up to Hardware Town to look around and see if there was still anything there. And there was, in the form of a small group of raiders. Some girl was outside yelling for help, and my gullible ass decided to run in and help her. But when we got inside, I got this really bad feeling. Piper did too, so we waited a bit, and sure enough, we heard talking coming from the back of the store. They were planning on killing us, but we got the jump on them instead. Took them all out quickly considering they had no idea what the fuck was going on. They had a pile of corpses in the basement, quite a few people fell for it. There were a couple of guys behind the building too, talking about a guy who started making weapon and motorcycle noises. But, they were raiders, and now they're dead.

Unfortunately, I'm an impulse shopper, and I bought a bunch of old world guns for pretty much all of my caps. Thankfully I had enough to get some water from this Sheng kid that's in charge of the city's water. Purified Water is very expensive and Sheng must be pretty well off considering. I wonder, that could be a business venture I look into. I need caps, but I don't know how to go about that. I'll just keep it in mind.

Piper and I decided to go out for a few drinks and the Dugout Inn, and somehow I got roped into this crazy plan Vadim has to make the city's DJ, Travis, build his confidence. Personally, I think staging a bar fight is a horrible idea. It sounds to me like Vadim is in deep with a bunch of sketchy people, but that's just because I don't trust people. We'll see how this plays out tomorrow night.

The whole thing kinda deflated our plans of drinking, but we wound up getting noodles from Takahashi, and we talked a bit. Piper puts herself in some weird and dangerous positions just for a story. From being poisoned to being nearly executed by the "Children of Atom", whoever the hell THEY are. She's definitely dedicated to her work, and I admire that. I told her I was happy that we were growing close, and she blushed and got really flustered. Then we parted for the night.

I think she might have a crush on me. But, I don't know how I feel about dating a girl. I mean, yeah, I kinda have a thing for women, but I've never considered being with one. I'm still broken up about Nate too. It's too soon… I miss him so much and I'm still adjusting to life without him. But I've been suppressing my emotions, I usually cry in bed when I'm alone or with Dogmeat. Speaking of, I have to go up to RedRocket and retrieve him. I hope he's alright.

I'll end this entry here. One day of interesting stuff, or two days of not so interesting stuff. Goodnight Diary.