I've Been Here All Along

My books and papers were scattered around the floor but I didn't care. Justin stood above me in a menacing way, trying to scare me. It worked of course but I didn't let it show, I was going to hold my ground.

"Fuck off Justin. You're brother deserved what he got?" I asked getting to my feet, dropping my bag on the way up. They way we looked you would think we were about to fight. And maybe we were, by this point I was ready for anything. He scowled and looked behind him, seeing if anyone was coming.

"And your sister deserved what she got." Justin said spitting venom from his tongue with every word he spoke. I looked at him in shock. I wasn't angry anymore, at least not yet, I was just shocked. Who the fuck says that someone deserves to be raped. The anger inside me returned and I launched myself at him, ready to fight. Hands wrapped around my middle all to quick, pulling me back from tackling Justin.

"What the fuck!! Let me down. I'm gonna kick his motherfucking ass!! YOU BETTER FUCKING RUN AND RUN FAST!!!! I KNOW WHERE YOU FUCKING LIVE YOU BASTARD!! Let me down!!!!! YOU"RE GOING TO DESERVE WHAT YOU GET YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!" I yelled kicking and screaming trying to get away from the person that was holding me. Justin went farther and farther away from my vision as kids and teachers came out into the halls to see what was going on.

Hot, angry tears were running down my face by this point and I didn't care if my makeup ran or was smudged, my heart as racing and I wanted to punch something. I struggled against my captor until we were in the locker rooms. They let me down and I exploded with rage.

"What the fuck was that!! Did you hear what he fucking said?!? Imma whoop your ass if you don't let me-" I looked up to go for a push and I said the hazel eyes with green flecks in them and immediately calmed down. I was still pacing the floor but it was a nervous pacing. I was mumbling to myself and my hands were all over the place.

"Olivia?" Frank asked calmly.

"Frank did you hear what he said? He said Claire deserved to be raped! Who the fuck says that?! Who is twisted enough to even think that that is okay now like, what the f-"

"Olivia, please calm down." Frank said moving towards me. His eyebrows were knit together in concern and confusion. His arms were slightly open as an invitation to run into them if I needed to. And I took the invite. HIs long arms were comforting, and warm immediately getting rid of the tension that was flowing through my body.

"He said that my sister..." I cut myself off and let my knees buckle. Frank slowly sunk to the floor with me, ricking us both back and forth.

"I know Love. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you like I said I would." Franks said softly, rubbing my hair in slow strokes.

"It's not your fault. I told you I would be fine. But I didn't know assholes liked to roam the school looking for me." I said chuckling at the last part of my sentence. Frank's heart was beating faster than normal and mine was erratic. I felt calm and safe but my heart betrayed my feelings.

The cold floor on my knees was the only thing keeping me from falling asleep right there. I was drained emotionally and physically from what has happened the past two days. I just didn't understand why this all happened to me.

"Frank?" I asked looking up at him through my wet lashes.

"Yes, Love?" He asked using the pet name that he gave to me.

"Why did this have to happen to my family. We have been plagued with so much death and destruction I just don't understand why it has to be this way. Does God hate us or something because I'm sure not feeling the love right now, Frank." I said thinking of the past experiences I have had.

"Death? No one has died that I've been informed of." Frank said pulling back from our embrace with a worried expression. Thoughts rushed past my mind like a car speeding down the highway.

"You don't know about Abby?" I asked looking up at him, tears welling in my eyes again.

"No, what happened?" He asked pulling me back in. I didn't want him to see me as I cried and I think he sensed that.

"I don't want to talk about it here." I said looking around the empty locker room. It wasn't as warm and as comfortable as I wanted to be while explaining the worst experience I could come to terms with.

"Let's get you home," Frank said gently lifting me off the cold floor. My knees ached and they ached more as the pressure making them numb was released. He pulled out his phone and texted somebody. Last time I checked he didn't have a phone nor did he know anybody with the exception of maybe Ray or Gerard. "Ray picked up your things and is waiting for us by the lunchroom." Frank said opening the door, checking if the coast was clear before making helping me walk to the cafeteria. The students and teachers had dispersed from the hallways and they shut their doors, not wanting anymore distractions.

My books and papers were gone from the floor and I was glad that somebody hadn't stolen them. Ray was such a good friend, if I could even call him that now. Hopefully they didn't steal my sketchbook and post the pages all over the school, because those were no age appropriate to be looking at right now. I spotted Ray looking through a book holding my back over his shoulder. I quickly realised that the book was my sketchbook and blushed deeply.

"Thanks for grabbing her stuff." Frank said unwrapping his hand from around my waist to gather my stuff. Ray was still looking through the book while he handed Frank my stuff.

"Olivia, these are really good. A little spicy, but really good." Ray said closing the book, handing it to me.

"Thanks Ray, but don't go around telling people about them please. It's just what's in my head and-"

"You think about that kind of stuff?" Ray said tilting his head, smirking.

"Oh shut up, Ray." I said gently punching his shoulder. He laughed and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Well, you sure do show him a good time." Ray said looking at Frank with a smirk.

Frank looked at me curiously and I waved it off. We said goodbye to Ray and Gerard and pushed open the glass doors to freedom. He set my stuff in the back as we both got in the car quietly.

"I;m sorry about what happened today. And the girlfriend thing I just really don't want to be hit on and I don't want guys to hit on you. And I hope you don't either." He said starting up the car, the familiar rumble under my bum made me smile.

"It's okay. As long as it keeps Bert off my ass I'm okay with it." I said chuckling. We pulled out of the school parking lot and onto the one way road. There was no cops and no traffic as I could see and it let us go as fast or as slow as we wanted. Frank decided to go slow to look at the beautiful scenery. The green trees swayed in the wind and the long green grass had grown out of control. No one had bothered to cut it I guessed.

"What's the deal with this Bert guy anyway?" Frank asked placing one had on my knee instinctively. I stared at his hand for a moment as a blush appeared on my cheeks. It wasn't to sexual it was just as a comfort for me.

"He was interested in fucking the "new whore", which is me I guess, I don't know." I sighed looking back out the window.

"You're not a whore. You haven't had sex in your life." Frank pointed out. It was obvious I was a virgin, and I was proud of it, but hearing a boy saying it was somewhat embarrassing. It just made me sound like a good little catholic girl when it was obvious I was not. Just take a look as some of my work. I'm no Catholic.

"Yes, thank you Frank." I said chuckling, the blush on my cheeks spreading farther and getting darker.

"Well, that's a good thing to me," Frank said rubbing circles on my knee with his thumb. "Would you like to go to the hospital?" Frank asked looking at me then back at the road.

"No, not right now. Claire really doesn't like when I see her after she and Travis have a "fight" so I'm going to wait till later tonight. I can call my dad and ask if he can pick me up." I said pulling out my phone, opening my dad's contact.

"I can take you." He said smiling at me.

"Are you sure? It's quite a drive." I said nervously. I smiled back despite my nerves.

"Of course! It'll be like a little road trip," He said smiling. "How long of a drive to it?" He asked joyfully.

"Like, 2 hours. This place is wack. The only hospital is in town and that's two hours away. Not counting traffic-"

"I'll drive you." He said smiling.

"Won't you get tired?" I asked slipping my phone back into my bag. I hadn't seen him sleep but then again maybe we sleep at the same time.

"Angel's can go without sleep for more than a year. But we get drained. I slept the first day you went to school, on the floor of course." He reassured in a rushed voice.

"You can sleep in my bed, Frank. I'm not going to be mad." I said chuckling.

"Oh." He said quietly. My house appeared in my vision and I immediately became nervous. I was going to tell him about my past, the memories I have to dig up aren't going to be very pretty, or happy for that matter. But, he wanted to know and he has been nothing but good to me so I decided, it was time to dig up the past. It's bones were eroding way to fast and I have to keep them. She was my sister after all.

But she was also dead.

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