I went up smiling like a little girl. When I reached the door, I remembered Olivia. s**t! I promised I'd be back to talk to her about her situation. I opened the door, it was dark inside. Olivia was in bed. I went to the window and opened it, and she groaned. I went to her and sat on the bed, "Sweetie what's wrong?" I asked, she covered herself even more with the duvet, "I don't want to talk about it," she mumbled.
I stood up and went to the foot of the bed and pulled the duvet off her. "I know I wasn't there for you but you don't get to just lay here pitifully," I said with my hands on my waist after throwing the duvet on the floor.
She sat up and looked at me, "The guy I was seeing…" she started, I moved to sit beside her, "he was using me." She finished.
I sat beside her and laid her
