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"DON'T!" I woke up to the sound of someone yelling.

What the hell?

"JORDAN I SWEAR TO FUCK IF YOU DON'T DROP YOUR HAND I'LL FUCKING CHOP IT AND FEED IT TO TH-"

"I LIKE YA CUT G!" I winced at the sound of a loud smack and Cole's screaming.

Eek... that must have hurt.

"SHIT BRO YOU KILLED HIM."

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

I jumped out of bed when I heard the sound of banging and something crashing. I was starting to get concerned so I walked out of the room and headed to the living room where the sound was coming from.

"COLE I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU. GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW- NO! DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE DO IT. DON'T FART COLE!"

I walked into the living room and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw the scene in front of me. My eyes widened at the sight of a grinning Cole sitting right on top of Jordan's face who was laying on the floor suffocating, Blake sitting on one of the recliners pursing his lips, his face getting red from containing his laughter, and Peter laying on the couch reading my copy of Jane Eyre that I left on the coffee table yesterday.

"What the actual hell?" They all paused what they were doing and turned their heads towards me.

"Mornin'." Cole smiled brightly at me, not getting up from sitting on Jordan's face. Jordan gave me a small wave, still struggling to breathe with Cole's ass on his face. Peter went back to reading my book after taking a glance at me, and Blake just gave me his signature smirk before kicking Cole off of Jordan.

"You fucking cow. Dude, I have two questions: one, what the hell have you been eating lately? You weigh more than my grandpa's horse. And two, why the fuck does your ass smell like bubblegum?" Jordan asked, getting up and sitting on the couch next to Peter.

"First of all, what's wrong with cows, huh? What the hell did they do to you? Cows are precious creatures that are dope as fuck and should be protected at all costs, so I'll go ahead and take that as a compliment, though I don't think any cow would have this-" Cole pulled his shirt up, revealing his sculpted chest. "Second of all... don't you know, my dear JoJo? I shit candies and rainbows, so of course, my asshole would smell like bubblegum." Cole smirked.

"Oh, and to answer your 'what have you been eating' question, I've been craving squirrels lately, but the little shits are just too fast to catch so I just eat raw bunnies, I prefer the pregnant ones but I wouldn't complain if you got me a normal one right now, though I would appreciate it if you cut the penis off if it was a lad before giving it to me." Cole smirked.

I stared at Cole in horror for a few seconds and shook my head. I swear this dude has issues. I left the living room and headed to the kitchen to find something to eat.

I grabbed one of the cereal boxes that Cole and I bought yesterday and poured some into a bowl. I sat on one of the stools and munched on my breakfast while scrolling through random apps on my phone.

I opened my unread messages and saw that Luke had sent me multiple messages apologizing for not being able to pick up the phone yesterday and asking me if I needed anything and if everything was alright. I texted him back and assured him that everything was alright and decided to save the 'kicking his ass through the phone' part for later.

I heard footsteps approach and looked up to find the boys entering the kitchen. Jordan and Cole were arguing over God-knows-what, Blake was looking through his phone and hopped onto the table next to my bowl, and Peter was just shaking his head at the boys.

I heard the sound of a plate sliding on the table and looked beside my bowl to find a plate filled with a bunch of cupcakes. Jordan reached out his hand to grab one but Cole slapped his hand away.

"This," Cole slid the plate closer to me, "Is for you, mademoiselle."

I looked at him in confusion.

"Last night? I promised to save you a few."

"Ohh. You didn't have to, thank you though." I said awkwardly.

"No problem." Cole turned around to the boys. "So who's the designated driver tonight?"

Oh right, today's Saturday. Of course, these four would be going to a party. Wait scratch that, I meant of course the whole school would be attending a stupid party.

I honestly don't know what the hype was all about. I hated parties and I was completely terrified of them. I mean, I've never really attended one, and based on the books I've read, I don't really plan on ever changing that. It's just that it's always the same crap that happens: the girl would get drunk or drugged, she'd go around the halls looking for a bathroom or someone, a creepy drunk guy shows up... and I think we all know the rest of the story.

And what scares me the most is that these stories actually happen in real life... A LOT.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the boys answer "Peter." all at the same time. I looked over at Peter and saw him shrug and gulp a glass of OJ.

"You coming to Theo's party, Oliver?" Cole asked.

"Nop, gotta study and do... literally anything other than going to that party," I gave them a fake smile and stood up from my place.

"Well, that sure sounds fun. Tell us if you change your mind."

I nodded my head at them and left the kitchen, making my way to my room.

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"Soooo... how'd the first day of living with the G-men go? Any attempts of assault? Do they go around naked? Is the place messy with Calvin Klein boxers hanging around furniture? Wait do th- OH OH, do they have a secret kinky room where they pull all sorts of tricycle shit with women? Like Fifty Shades style but Christian's peepee times two? Like bow chicka pow wow kinky stuff?"

I chuckled at Huda's face on my laptop screen. It was 10 pm, the boys were at the party, and I got hella bored so I face-timed Hudz.

"No Huda, there aren't any sex rooms in here, don't worry. And I'm pretty sure they don't 'pull any sorts of tricycle shit with women'. That would just be... weird."

Huda scoffed. "Correction: Hot. That would be HOT."

I cringed. "Can we please talk about anything other than the two guys I live with fudging each other with another woman? Thanks."

"I wonder who the top would be if the two of them w-"

"HUDA STOP!"

"I'm sorry. I'll shut up now."

I sighed. "Thank you."

"Olivia?"

"Yes?"

"Are you mad right now?" Huda asked.

"No I jus-"

"Cool, so now wouldn't be a bad time to tell you crappy news, right?"

I let out a long breath. "Just go ahead and say it, better now than later."

"Okay so umm, remember the chick you uh- the bitchy one who lived with you and Luke and your aunt Becky for a while? I think her name was Tina? I d-"

NO! I sat up quickly and prayed to god that Huda wasn't about to say what I thought she was about to say. "WHAT ABOUT HER?"

"Well, I umm- I saw her at the store today and I thou-"

"WHAT? She's back? You saw her at the store? Are you sure Huda? Are you sure it was her?"

"Yes, Olivia. She even gave me that weird evil smirk that almost made me shit my pants. I know I only saw her twice at school the week she decided to show up, but I'm 100% sure it's her."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I felt my heart drop for a second. Tina was Aunt Becky's niece, the devil's daughter if not Lucifer himself. She bullied me the entire month she stayed at aunt Becky's house, and when I say bullying, I don't just mean physical and verbal stuff that would leave me sad for a short amount of time, I mean actual bullying.

She always found ways to scar me mentally, pointing out my flaws and convincing me that I was worthless. She triggered almost every single panic attack that I suffered through that month. She'd call Luke every time after she caused them and would tell him that the attack just suddenly hit me, and Luke believed her every time because most panic attacks don't need to be triggered by anything, they just happen to show up out of nowhere and kick you in the guts.

I never told Luke about what she used to do to me and how awfully she treated me when we were alone, but he found out on his own when he walked in on her kicking me in the stomach one day and flipped the hell out, it was the only time Luke ever laid a hand on a girl, and it wasn't that serious, he just pushed her off of me and was about to slap her when he stopped himself and helped me up instead. She was sent back home the same day.

"Olivia?" Huda's voice cut me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine. Listen, I think I'm about to go sleep now. Thanks for answering my call."

Huda smiled at me through the screen. "Yeah sure, no problem. You go sleep. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Love ya."

"Love ya."

I hung up and shut the laptop screen quickly, shuddering. I shook my head and forced myself to not think about Tina; she was probably just visiting someone on the weekend, I remember her having a couple of friends here.

I left my room and made my way to the kitchen to find myself a snack to munch on. My mouth started watering the minute I spotted my plate of cupcakes placed in the middle of the kitchen island and I almost sprained my ankle sprinting towards it.

I took a bite out of one of them and thanked God that no one was in the house to hear the sound I let out when I tasted the heavenly red treat.

I'm 99.99% sure that Cole's hand was blessed or something. How the hell does this taste so damn good?

I finished all the cupcakes in less than five minutes and brushed my teeth, headed towards my bag hanging from the desk chair, and pulled out my sleeping pills. I opened the lid of the bottle and realized that I only had a couple of pills left that would last me for no more than a week. I made a mental note to go to the pharmacy later this week.

I gulped my pills with water and slumped onto the bed. I pulled the sheets over my body and closed my eyes, letting the darkness take over.

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