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the 4 men looked at the younger kids in shock, well, besides sebastian. the 6 sat down on the couch as tom and octavia looked at each other, the men obviously confused on how they knew each other.
"hold up. you two know each other?" asked anthony, who's gaze went back and forth from octavia and tom, toms gaze never leaving octavia's body. octavia looked down at her feet as she spoke, her anxiety starting up.
"we met at 4 in the morning. we went and saw the sunrise together." mumbled octavia, scared for the men's reactions. robert looked at octavia who's head slowly went up as he saw a emotion flash in her eyes he's never seen before.
"tom, is this true?" asked chris, looking at the brit. octavia and tom locked eyes as he nodded.
"it wasn't intentional, we both were headed out for fresh air and the sun just happened to be rising." said tom. octavia hated being interrogated, it gave her unnecessary anxiety. this is why she's always been a good girl; never broke curfew, always did her homework so she would get good grades and wouldn't have her father bother her about it.
"avi why were you up at 4 anyway?" asked chris. octavia exhaled as she finally spoke up.
"because i couldn't fuckin sleep chris! please don't be mad at tom and i. it was harmless and we don't need to start being interrogated by 3 men who act like my fucking father. you knew this chris. you too anthony." said octavia, finally speaking up. sebastian's breath got caught in his throat as she's never talked about her dad like that.
"avi.." said sebastian calmly as he went to reach for her hand, she pulled it away. she stood up as she grabbed toms hand to pull him up.
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"no seb. it's all true. you know how fucking strict dad was with me! no parties, no boyfriends, no nothing! i wouldn't have dated robby if i didnt basically beg him to let me. should have never asked." she mumbled the last part, toms head turned to look at her, wanting to find out who this robby was and what he did to octavia.
"i said yes to coming to atlanta with you to get away from all that. i should have just stayed home with mom. tom, stay if you want but i don't think you wanna keep on being interrogated by them." she turned on her heel as she left the set, slamming the door behind her, making all five boys jump. chris sighed as he leaned back on the couch. anthony cursed under his breath.
"shouldn't we go after her?" asked tom, looking at the door. robert shook his head.
"we need to let her cool off. she's just very overwhelmed." said robert. tom nodded as he looked back at the door once more as he sat back down, the five sitting in silence.
octavia ran towards sebastian's trailer as elizabeth and scarlett saw her slam sebastian's trailer door. they both looked at each other as they sprinted towards the trailer. octavia looked the door as she went into the bathroom. she opened the mirror door to we sebastian had everything ready in there,
like his razors. she looked at her arms, the scars from the past.
no octavia, she thought but her bad thoughts overpowered her good ones. scarlett and elizabeth banged on the trailer door, screaming for her to open up and the mention of sebastian. she slowly went and grabbed the razor, her holding it caused flashbacks of the past. the hospital. the blood. the tears. if there was no will to live then, then where's the will to live now? she pressed the razor to her skin, not moving her hand to create new cuts.
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do it octavia, her bad thoughts clouding her vision. she let the tears fall down her face as her shaky hand dropped the razor. she couldn't. not again.
the sound of the trailer door being slammed open made octavia scream as she slid down the wall, the razor right next to her. the bathroom door swung open as sebastian looked down, seeing her crying. his eyes scanned the room as he saw the razor on the ground. his blue eyes got watery as he shook his head, his reaction cause octavia to cry more. robert, chris and anthony looked over sebastian's shoulder to see octavia. they gasped as they saw the razor, but exhaled when they saw no new markings.
"did she?" asked scarlett, not finishing her sentence. robert shook his head no as scarlett and elizabeth released the breath they were both holding. tom was nothing but confused.
"avi baby. not again." said sebastian as he bent down to her and cupped her face.
"i'm sorry." she whispered.
"don't apologize avi, just come here." said sebastian as she kept crying, octavia slowly wrapping her arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her small, shaking, fragile body.
robert, chris and anthony entered the bathroom as they joined on the hug, apologizing themselves. tom looked at the girls, who looked like they were going to cry. octavia left the bathroom as octavia's bloodshot eyes met toms. she walked towards him as she wrapped his arms around him. he slightly smiled as held her in his arms.
"please tell me you're okay." he whispered in her ear, obviously worried about her. she nodded her head, everyone smiling at the sight infront of them. he's a good kid thought sebastian as he saw tom hold her tighter.
why does he care? he barely knows you she thought. she pushed that thought aside as she didn't care.
"i'm going to be fine thomas." she said, removing her head from his chest as she lightly tapped his cheek. he chuckled.
"don't worry, i'm fine."
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