"Holy shit..." Cole stared at our colorful appearances.

Blake and I just turned our heads towards each other and grinned.

"You little shits," Cole suddenly cursed.

"What?"

"You had a threesome with a unicorn WITHOUT ME?" He said the last two words in a very high-pitched voice.

Blake and I just stared at him.

"Honestly, fuck you, Blake." Cole narrowed his eyes at him.

"Babe, she was committing it with us tooo~ don't put the blame all on me," Blake whined.

"But you fucking knew about my fantasies and didn't even care to give me a call."

What in the hell-

"I um- I tried to, but there was no service," Blake smirked as he lied.

"Fuck you and your service and the fucking satellites and Google Maps," Cole scowled at him.

I gave him a confused expression, "What does Google Maps have to do with thi-"

"Don't start with me, Oliver," Cole turned his head towards me and pointed a finger at me, "you betrayed me. Y'know, I thought we were buddies..." I honestly don't know if he's kidding anymore.

I still played along though, "We aree~ But Cole, Blake's the one who knew about your fantasies and he even had it planned... I knew nothing about it. It was a surprise."

Cole narrowed his eyes and thought about it. He shot his head back to Blake and pointed his finger at him. "Lying bitch."

Blake gasped and tried to hold back a smile. "Me?" he pointed towards himself.

"Yes, you. You're getting punished later."

Blake smirked, "Forgetting who the dominant one in the relationship is, are we?"

Cole gasped, "Fuck you, I'd totally be the daddy in our relationship."

"Nah,"

"Bitch,"

"Naughty little shit, cussing at his master like that. Can you believe him, Muffin?" Blake turned towards me.

I looked at them with a creeped-out expression and pointed my thumb towards the hallway that was behind me, "I'm uh- I'm gonna go shower now."

"See, you scared her off babe. She's probably going to move out now," Cole said as I started to walk away.

"No, Muffin wouldn't leave before we dinky-tickle... right Babydoll?" Blake yelled out to me as I made my way to the bathroom.

"Shut up!" I yelled back.

"I told ya..." I heard him say to Cole before I heard the sound of a slap.

I rolled my eyes and slightly smiled when I heard three other slaps followed by hitting sounds and groans and yells being let out afterward.

Idiots.

I stepped into the bathroom and almost shrieked at my appearance; I really do look like I just came back from 'dinky-tickling' with a unicorn.

I stripped out of my clothes and threw them to the side instead of throwing them in the laundry basket since they were too ruined to be saved.

I tugged at the rubber band that had my hair tied up into a ponytail and let the waves fall over my shoulders and chest then stepped foot into the shower.

After a few minutes of harshly scrubbing my skin until it was red and rinsing my hair multiple times with shampoo, I was done with my shower and wrapped a towel around my body.

A thought crossed my mind when I looked up at the hanger and realization hit me like a train when I noticed that I hadn't brought clothes in the bathroom with me like I usually do...

Oh my god.

NO-

Crap. Frick. Crap. SHIT.

I can't come out of the bathroom like this! The towel literally reached my mid-thighs and my cleavage was slightly showing... this was too revealing.

I'm screwed.

I actually might cry from frustration.

No- don't you dare be a little bitch.

I closed my eyes and let out a heavy breath. I heard footsteps get closer to the other side of the door and my eyes widened.

"Oliver?" I heard Cole say from the other side of the door.

"Y-yeah?" My voice sounded strained.

Fruck.

"Are you okay?" He sounded worried. He must have noticed the nervousness in my voice.

I heard other footsteps approach after Cole asked that followed by Blake's voice. "What's going on?"

NO.

SHZIT.

This isn't happening- Oh my god this is so embarrassing.

Some random organ: Nothing is embarrassing about it, you're just being stupid.

Shut up.

I wanna bang my head against the wall...

So I did just that.

Brain: You idiot.

"Livi?" Blake called out and knocked on the door, his voice showing even more worry.

"Olivia, is everything okay?" Cole asked.

"Y-yeah, I uh.." I honestly didn't know what to say.

Brain: YOU IDIOT.

What?! YOUR'E THE ONE WHO STOPPED FUNCTIONING!

"What was that banging noise?" Blake asked.

"I hit my knee against the t-toilet?" It came out as a question more than an answer.

"Olivia, open up." Blake suddenly said.

WHAT?

"What?" I almost exclaimed.

"Open the door," He repeated, his voice still filled with worry and concern.

"I'm not going to open the door, Blake."

"Why?" Cole questioned.

"BECAUSE I'M HALF NAKED!" I exclaimed.

Every single organ in my body except that one random one: YOU IDIOT!

Random organ: THERE'S NOTHING EMBARASSING ABOUT I-

"What are you doing?" Blake asked, ignoring the volume of my voice.

"NOTHING!"

"Then what was that banging sound?"

Damn it! WHY THE HELL ARE THEY ASKING SO MANY QUESTIONS?

"I banged my head against the door!" I was getting even more frustrated.

"Why?"

"BECAUSE..."

"Because what?" Cole asked.

I came up with the perfect answer... "Girl stuff." Every male would shut up after those two words.

... Except Blake, apparently. "That makes no sense... I don't believe you," I really want to bash his head against the toilet repeatedly right now and then dip his head into it and make him choke on the toilet water.

"Why are you asking so many questions?"

"Answer the question, Olivia." I noticed how Blake used my actual name instead of a nickname.

I sighed. "Blake, I'm freaking wearing nothing but a motherfreaking towel right now and I'm starting to freeze to death because I freaking forgot to bring my goddamn pajamas in with me and I was getting freaking frustrated over coming out of the bathroom HALF-NAKED so I let out a breath and Cole suddenly came out of freaking nowhere and asked me if I was okay for some reason and then you came and I got embarrassed and wanted to cry and bang my head against the wall from embarrassment AND SO I DID! Now, will you two please turn your butts around and walk the frick away because I'm THIS close to dying from hypothermia and I don't want you guys to see half of my boobies and the edge of bootie... thank you."

The both of them went silent after that and I actually think I'm going to cry...

"Sure..." Blake finally said and I heard them walk away.

I let out a huge breath and opened the door before almost sprinting to my bedroom and shutting the door behind me.

Why did I just say that to them?

That was completely unnecessary...

Damn it.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts and walked to the mini closet room space thingy, picking out my famous Baby Yoda fuzzy pajama pants and a baggy stormtrooper plaid shirt... What can I say? I'm in love with Star Wars.

Luke and I both used t- WAIT SHIT!

LUKE!

I didn't call him today...

I also haven't check for any notifications on my phone since this morning.

I made a mental note to call him after changing and finding something to eat.

I slipped into my clothes and walked towards the mirror in my room, grabbing a hairbrush on the way.

I sighed as I looked at my reflection and just brought the front locks closer to my cheeks and brushed my hair, too busy thinking about how I'm going to face Blake and Cole instead of staring at my face and pointing out the flaws.

I let out a breath after I was done combing my hair and opened my bedroom door. I was starving and I really couldn't hold my hunger in just because I was too embarrassed to face them.

I walked into the kitchen where both Cole and Blake were standing in front of the kitchen island making delicious-looking sandwiches. Blake's hair was damp, telling me that he had taken a shower too. They both looked up at me when I entered and pursed their lips.

"Shut up," I said to them before they could utter a word.

"We didn't say anyh-"

"Shut up," I cut Cole off.

He shrugged and they both held back smiles as they looked back down at the table and continued to make the sandwiches.

I took a seat on one of the kitchen island stools and rested my head against my palm as I watched them make them.

Blake looked at me then turned around to one of the cabinets and pulled out a plate. He placed four sandwiches on the plate and then set them in front of me.

"Thank you," I said a bit shyly. I felt bad for lashing out at them a few minutes ago. "That's too much, though."

Blake stared at me. "We didn't eat anything together before and you didn't end up eating anything at lunch either..."

Wait...how the hell did he know that?

"We're sorry about earlier..." Cole softly said to me as he finished making the last sandwich and sat down on one of the stools.

I shook my head, "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have flipped out on you guys like that, I just got frustrated and you guys wouldn't stop asking questions... it was overwhelming." My cheeks tinted from embarrassment and I looked down.

"About that..." Blake said. "We- we apologize for doing that... it's just-" He cut himself off, clearly not knowing what to say.

Cole continued for him, "After my uh- my incident last year and a few other ones before and after that, Blake and I started to get a little more... cautious? with such things. We really didn't mean to frustrate or overwhelm you but you were just way too silent and, your voice and the banging... we thought..." He gulped as he trailed.

"Oh," I breathed.

Cole gave me a small weak smile, "Yeah.."

"I didn't think of that. Again, I'm sorry for worrying you..."

Blake also smiled, "It's okay, Muffin. Don't worry about it. Just eat up," He nodded his head towards my plate.

I smiled back and nodded, taking a bite of the sandwich. My eyes widened once the taste hit my tongue and they both grinned at my facial expression. It's even more delicious than it looks.

"You like it?" Cole asked.

I nodded my head quickly and swallowed before taking another big bite. They chuckled at me before they both started eating too.

About thirty minutes later, we were all done eating and Blake and Cole put all the things away in the cabinets, like usual, while I placed our dishes in the dishwasher.

I excused myself after I was done starting the dishwasher and headed to the bathroom so I could brush my teeth before calling Luke.

After I was done brushing my teeth, I snuggled into bed and brought the comforter over my body. I pulled out my phone and called Luke.

"I'm gonna kick your ass," Luke picked up.

"I'm sorry~" I was quick to apologize.

"I called you five times, Livia. I was actually ready to get into my car and start driving to Rosewood, but I called Anderson and he mentioned something about Blake burrowing his car and taking you somewhere before school even ended... wanna tell me about that?" He sounded calm and genuinely curious.

"Uh- yeah, about that..." I felt like it was time for me to tell him about Tina and there was no use in me lying to him.

"Hmm?" Luke waited for me to go on.

"I- something happened in the bathroo- Tina's back." I blurted out. Damn, I really am an idiot.

"What?"

"Tina... she's back, and I think it's permanent this time; she's been going to our school."

Luke let out a breath, "Since when?" His voice was collected but I knew that he was anything but.

"About a month," I mumbled.

"Did she fucking say anything to you or touch you?" His voice wasn't so calm anymore.

I stayed silent.

"Livia?"

"Yes?"

"Did she do anything?"

I really didn't want to tell him because he'd definitely flip out but at the same time, I knew I couldn't lie to him. "Yeah- but don't worr-"

"Was that what triggered your panic attack that day?" He asked, his voice clearly showing anger.

"Yes," I answered hesitantly.

"Did she touch you?"

"Luke I promise it's fi-"

"Did she fucking touch you?" He cut me off.

"N-no, she just kicked my ankle in the bathroom today," I answered honestly.

"So she did touch you?" His voice was getting angrier by the second. "What did she say to you?"

"Nothing new, just a few hurtful things like usual." My voice cracked a little at the memory.

'Have you ever just thought of, I don't know, maybe ridding yourself from this world?'

'I'm sure it would do everyone a favor'

'I'm sure Blake wouldn't even notice if you were dead'

Tears welled up in my eyes and I blinked them away.

"Olivia I'm going to video call you," Luke said out of nowhere.

"What?"

"Open Facetime."

"W-why?" I asked the same time he started calling me on Facetime.

Luke sighed, "Just answer, Munchkin." he whispered softly.

I tried wiping most of my tears away and accepted the Facetime call. Luke's face showed up on the screen and his forehead was creased with worry. He smiled at me softly and glanced at my teary eyes.

"What did she say to you?" he repeated the question.

I was hesitant with telling him...

'You're just a big fat-ass burden for everyone'

I don't want to be more of a burden.

I shook my head, causing a few more tears to escape my eyes. "I-it doesn't matter..."

Luke furrowed his eyebrows. "It matters to me."

I sniffled and looked away for a few seconds. "I don't want to talk about it, Luke."

"But you need to, Olivia. You need to talk about it. I can't stand seeing you like this. How many times did I tell you about not bottling your emotions up? You need to tell me."

I blinked a few tears away and breathed before I decided to tell him. "She told me about how much of a burden I am to you and everyone else around me and then talked a-about how ridding myself from this world would do everyone a favor and-" My voice broke and my shoulders started to shake as I harshly cried.

Why was I so weak?

"I'm sorry," I quickly apologized and sniffled.

"Shhh, Olivia. Stop... don't you dare apologize. Look at me." He whispered when I looked away from the screen.

I looked at him with teary eyes and wiped my tears away with my fists. "Olivia, listen to me, and listen carefully... you are most definitely not a fucking burden. Do you hear me? Don't ever think that for even a second! Munchkin, you're the most important person to me on earth, you already know this. I love you so much- everyone around you loves you so fucking much. You aren't a burden and you will never be a burden."

"Luk-"

"No Olivia, I'm not done. Don't you dare even think about hurting yourself in any way possible! 'Ridding yourself from this world'? That girl is fucking insane to think about saying that to anyone. You. Fucking. Matter. You matter to me, Olivia. You matter to Huda, you matter to Mrs. and Mr. Martin, you matter to the two idiots you're living with- You matter to mom and dad." his voice broke when he said the last part.

"You know god damn well that they love you more than anything and would never want you to have such thoughts going on inside your head." His eyes began to get teary too and more tears started to escape my stinging eyes.

"You've been so strong for the past six years, Olivia, and I'm so proud of you- mom and dad are probably even prouder. I know we don't usually talk about this particular topic with each other but know that I'm all ears if you ever felt like you needed to open it. Do you hear me?"

I nodded my head at him and my lower lip trembled. "I m-miss them so much, Luke." I cried.

Luke smiled at me weakly and a few tears slipped his eyes. "I know Munchkin, I do too." He sniffled. "But I need you to stay strong for me, okay?"

I nodded my head again.

Luke blinked his tears, "Promise me you'll hold on."

"I promise."

"I love you so much, Olivia- so fucking much." I couldn't handle hearing Luke's voice this broken.

"I love you, Luke."

"Get some rest?" He wiped his tears with his fingers.

I nodded my head.

"Goodnight, Munchkin. I'll call you tomorrow, hmm? You better answer this time, though."

I smiled. "I will, I promise. Goodnight..."

He smiled back and whispered "Good," before we both hung up.

I wiped most of my tears away with tissue from the tissue box beside me on the nightstand and placed my phone there before shifting my head against the pillow and closing my eyes.

My heart was still aching because of the mention of mom and dad and I really couldn't control the new tears that started slipping out of my eyes.

It hurts so much.

My shoulders shook and I muffled my cries with my pillow. My eyes were stinging from my tears and I grew exhausted.

I kept bawling my eyes out for what felt like hours until sleep finally consumed me.

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"NO! MOMMY DADDY! COME OUT! SOMEBODY HELP THEM!"

Why is nobody helping them? They're right there! They're alive and burning!

I blinked and found them in front of me. "Mama? Daddy? What are y-" Daddy cut me off by bringing a hand to my throat and squeezing.

"STOP! PLEASE, DADDY!" I yelled, tears spilling out of my eyes. "Daddy it's me, your princess. It's Olivia- please stop!" I choked out.

I felt a new pair of hands wrap around my throat and looked towards mommy, her face was on fire and she was mouthing the two words.

"Your fault"

Daddy grinned and started mouthing them too. "Your fault"

"Your fault"

"Your fault"

"Your fault"

I let out an ear-piercing scream. "STOP! PLEASE! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! STOP!"

I hadn't realized I was awake and that the darkness that my eyes were met with was the ceiling of my dim room until I saw my door fling open harshly, revealing a half-asleep confused and horrified Cole, and Blake who looked wide awake and worried sick.

Blake was in front of my bed in less than a second, standing a few inches away from me with the same worried look still plastered on his face.

I whimpered and backed away a bit.

Blake creased his eyebrows before a look of realization appeared on his face after eying my terrified form and he gave Cole a certain look that made him knit his eyebrows at first then look back at me and give me a sad smile before leaving the room and closing the door on his way out.

A second passed before I felt fresh new tears escape my eyes, run down my face, and fall onto the sheets quickly. I was full-on crying now.

Blake rushed beside me on the bed and pulled me to his chest, allowing me to dampen his bare chest with my salty tears as we both sat up.

"Shhh, it's okay Olivia, it's just a bad dream. It's all okay, I'm here." Blake whispered into my ear while I continued to sob.

He pulled me away from his chest for a minute and tried to wipe the tears away, but it was no use, new tears were replacing them by the second.