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Chapter 19
Olivia
Was what I did stupid? Yes.
Was it necessary though? Also yes,
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When Kaylee dropped me off, I immediately started to make my way upstairs. It took about two hours for the poison to start taking effect, and Thad a couple of minutes left.
The fact that Kaylee thought I didn’t know she added something to my drink shows how much they underestimated me. That was good.
I’d remembered this exact same scenario happening in my past life, only now she poisoned me much sooner than expected. She must be desperate.
Back then, Kaylee did the same thing. Whenever I left a drink and came back, or whenever she brought me one, it always had a funny smell. But I never gave much thought to it, seeing that she was like a sister to me and all that bullshit.
Now, looking at it from this perspective–that was when it hit me. It wasn’t just the beating or the malnourishment in that warehouse that made made me unable to move,
The weakness I felt, my nerves refusing to respond, even with all my willpower, I had taken enough of the poison that it shut down my body system.
And only one formula had the ability to do that. It’s good to know our little experiments in college came in handy and that Kaylee had surprisingly–albeit unexpectedly paid attention, but so did I.
I tried to move faster, but my legs were becoming numb, She definitely added too much to my drink, I think, because my legs became completely useless,
My knees buckled like jelly under my weight. I crashed to the steps with a dull thud, the cold marble kissing my skin like death’s breath. Why the hell had I given everyone a leave today of all days?
My vision blurred, bleeding into shadowy shapes and colors that didn’t make sense. I kept managing to crawl–it became harder with every second that passed. But I couldn’t give up. I needed to get a vial of my blood before Sebastian came and saw me like this.
Every inch I dragged myself felt like an eternity. My skin burned against the polished floor, sweat trickling down my back in rivulets. I wasn’t in pain, but what I felt was worse than pain.
It felt like every muscle in my body weighed a thousand pounds. I couldn’t call for help–the mansion was empty.
I kept struggling, I wasn’t sure if I would make it, but I had to get a vial of my blood. If I came out of this–which I would–I wanted Kaylee to have a taste of her own medicine.
“Olivia…” Theard my name. I tried looking around, but I didn’t see anyone,
The voice came again, this time with a short laugh. I knew that voice, I recognized it–it was Phillip.
Oh no. That was when I realized what was happening. Hallucinations. Oh no, this was bad.
I struggled to get to my room. Then I saw him walking toward me, a devilish smile on his face.
I closed my eyes. This is not real, Olivia. This is not real. You’re not in that warehouse, you’re safe in your matrimonial home.
But my heartbeat was pounding against my ribcage like it knew something I didn’t. The walls looked too familiar. Too cold. Too damned Wrong
I pushed myself toward the dresser. Luckily, I had a syringe.
“You’re going to die, Olivia–and you will burn”
I tried to find a vein to stick the needle in, but everything looked doubled. My hands trembled so badly I almost stabbed myself wrong.
Then images of how I died started appearing. I knew they weren’t real–but they felt so real
I screamed, but no words came out. I only heard it in my head, and Phillip’s laughter echoed loudly.
“Please please, don’t hurt me. I don’t want to bum–not again.”
I wasn’t sure if what I was saying was in my head or out loud.
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I sat there panting, the sounds in my head becoming louder.
“Gullible!”
“Useless!”
“You’re just a fucking pawn in the grand scheme of things!”
I wanted it to stop. It felt like madness was rampaging through my mind.
“Somebody help me,” I heard myself say. “Anybody… please!”
My eyes fell on the syringe in the middle of the floor. Slowly, I picked it up. Without direction, I stuck it into my hand, drawing out my blood. I placed it on the floor and rolled it under the bed. I did it.
My hands shook uncontrollably, but I did it. That was one win for me.
I looked around again. Everywhere was quiet. No noise, nothing.
Oh thank God–it was finally over.
Or so I thought.
I felt a hand yank my hair–harshly.
“You’re going to go to hell, little bitch.” That voice was Kaylee’s.
“Kaylee! Kaylee, stop!” I cried, trying to free myself from her grip.
I wasn’t even sure if I was hallucinating anymore, because the pain… everything felt real.
“No one is coming to save you, Livie, my darling!”
She dragged me by the hair, all around the room.
My nails scraped against the floor as she pulled me. I tried to fight back, to scream for help, but my body refused to cooperate.
It was like I was trapped inside myself, watching my worst nightmare unfold.
“Please…” I said in a cracked voice.
“You think you’re better than me, right?” Kaylee hissed. “You think you can stop me? Well, guess what–you can’t. Because I’m your worst nightmare. I’ll haunt your dreams and your reality.”
She laughed low and bitter. “I’m the goddess you could never touch. You should’ve worshipped me for even pretending to be your friend. And now? You think you can outshine me? You’re nothing but a knockoff trying to steal my throne!”
I winced as she slammed me against the ground, my head knocking back with a full thud. Stars exploded behind my eyes.
“Fuck you! I trusted you!” I yelled–or maybe I just thought it. I couldn’t tell anymore. “You were my best friend.”
She stood in front of me, lifting my jaw with her hand.
“That was your first mistake, bestie… trusting me.”
Her laughter was sharp and broken, like shattering glass. I blinked slowly, trying to focus, trying to hold on.
The hallucinations were bleeding into reality–or maybe reality was bleeding into the hallucinations. Either way, I couldn’t tell what was real anymore.
But I knew this: if Host consciousness now, I might not wake up. Just how much had Kaylee poured into my drink? Was she that desperate? Llay on the ground, my breathing heavy, I saw another figure walking toward me.
No, no, no not again.
I heard my name.
“Olivia….?”
My vision was blurry–I could only see movement, nothing else.
“Olivia!” the person said again, their voice laced with worry.
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“Please don’t hurt me,” I begged, barely able to speak. “Please…”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I wasn’t even sure if this was a hallucination. I felt trapped—like I was in a prison now.
“Hey, hey–Olivia, look at me. I’m here.”
I couldn’t see who it was, but I knew that voice.
It belonged to him—the man my heart beats for.
“Sebastian…” I managed to say, praying he could hear me.
“Hey, hey. I’m here.”
“Don’t leave me… please.”
“I would never,” he said, his voice breaking softly.
I finally felt safe. My saving grace was here.
Then I heard it–the gunshot that took his life in my past life. Loud and devastating.
The look on his face when blood rushed out his mouth as he said my name for the very last time.
“No… no, no… Please…” I cried, weak and helpless. “Please don’t take him away again.”
“Sebastian, no…”
I saw his lifeless body fall to the ground. I broke down, tears streaming down my face as I pleaded with the universe to give him a second chance.
“Please… take me, not him. Not him. I… love him. Take me. I don’t want a life without him in it.”
My voice cracked.
“Can anyone hear me? What’s the purpose of living… if he’s not part of it?”
My eyes became unbelievably heavy to keep open, so I let them fall, leading me into darkness. I had finally lost everything.
My second chance–meaningless. I lost him then, and I lost him now. If this was death… I didn’t want to wake up.
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