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Olive pov _
I waited a moment so my blood could rise from my cheeks, i knew If i walked into the house with a smile on my face my mom would say something she would never regret.

I went onto the porch and opened the door, there was my life. Wine bottles, beer cans and ciggarete holders all over the floor. and there had layed my mom, halfway dead on the couch.

"Olivia hun', ride your bike to the ciggarette shop." My mother studdered, she was a reck.

"You know I can't go in there, and you know Dad doesn't like the house like this." I stated, staring at her with blank eyes.

"What'd you say? Do not get smart with me Olivia Jane!" She replied, hopping off of the couch to push me down I hardly punched her in her jaw and ran upstairs into my room.

My father knew how my mom was and he told me if she'd ever act stupid to go into my room. He also said my room was my own personal get'a'way.

I don't know why my mom was still here anyway, I love her to death and so does my Father but she's just so cruel. and she never does anything a mother is supposed to, she's disrespectful.

I sat on my bed and cried.

I cried like there was no tomorrow, because in this house there is no tomorrow.

I heard the front door slam and I knew my dad was home, he would probably take me out to bowl or something. He never did want me to see my mom this way.

"Olive! Baby I'm home!" He yelled from downstairs, I quickly dried my tears and smiled.

"Dad!" I replied, juming down the stairs.

"Woop-de-do, your douche of a father is home." My mom stated.

My Father didn't know but I saw him roll his green eyes.

"So, how would you like it if i took you, and your friends to an colts game?" He asked, I shook with excitement.

"I would love it!" I yelled.

I went into the kitchen and called my two friends.

"Dad lets go!"

We pulled up into the stadium.

"This is cool." Fletcher suggested.

"Yeah." Chyna smiled.

"Your welcome kids." My dad pledged

"I want some nacho's." I added, feeling my belly.

"I'll come with." Fletcher replied.

"You too are such pigs, I'm going to watch the game with Mr. D." Chyna joked, still leaning against the bleachers.

"C'mon." I laughed, hopping off of the bleachers.

We arrived at a big line of happy hungry people.

"This line is too long!"

"Yeah, lets go rome around for a bit."

PLEASE READ!: Well, to my only reader right now lizzy, hope I got that right. Thanks for sticking here, and I hope that I gain more readers along the way. This isn't my first fanfic so I know what I'm doing wrong.

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