Take Me Away

Olive Charles has had a hard life. She lost her twin sister and father in an accident when she was young, and her new step-dad abuses her. What happens when she meets a blonde Irish boy who changes her life forever?

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10. Chapter 9 - Where Are the Tissues?

An hour later, Olive and I were back sitting on the couch watching TV. She was showered and her clothes were in the washing machine. My sweatpants and t-shirt were a little too big for her, but she looked comfy; she pulled them off well. I noticed she had taken her makeup off in the shower. Her skin was flawless. She didn’t need makeup. She was beautiful without it. I guess I had been looking at her for quite some time, because she turned her head and looked right back at me. I smiled and looked back at the TV.

“Niall?” Olive was still looking at me.

“Yeah?” I looked back at her.

“You know… I don’t know where I’d be right now if you hadn’t found me. I know I keep saying it, but thank you,” she said as she smiled. I loved her smile.

I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out. Instead I found myself moving closer to her on the couch. Her smile was there the whole time. She knew that was my response. I smiled back at her. Did I like her? Did I have a crush on Olive? Did I have feelings for a girl I barely knew? What did she think of me? Did she think I was a loser? Or being inappropriate?

Suddenly, Olive’s smile started to fade.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

She took a deep breath before she spoke.

“I’m ready to tell you what really happened. Why I was really in the bushes,” she said. Her face had gotten serious.

“I thought you did, though?” I asked.

“Well, yes. But it was basic. I’ve never told anyone all of it. And… and I’m ready to,” she said confidently.

“Are you sure? You can tell me anything you want. I just want to make sure you’re fully ready,” I said. I would listen and be there for her no matter what.

“I’m positive. It’s time to tell someone. I can’t keep it inside any longer.”

“Go for it. I’m ready to listen,” I said as I reached to grab her hand. As soon as our hands touched, I felt a spark. The same kind of spark I felt yesterday when I gave her her bag. I wonder if she felt it, too.



There was that spark again! Maybe he felt that one?

I knew I was ready to tell him. For some reason I felt like I could talk to him about anything. He’s caring, sweet, and totally adorable. I trusted him, and I really needed to tell someone. It was killing me.

I looked down at our hands. His was so warm and comforting. I knew it was the right decision.

“My step-dad. He hurts me. I don’t know how many times he’s hit me or called me names,” I paused. The next part was the hardest to admit. I knew I was going to need a tissue. I started looking around for one. He must have noticed, because he pointed to a box on the table next to the couch. I reached and took one with my free hand. “I don’t know how many times he’s raped me.”

Niall’s eyes got huge. He immediately leaned into me and gave me the best hug I’ve ever had. I started to full on cry. Great, a third time.

He started to rub my back and said, “I am so sorry, Olive. I had no idea. I don’t know how someone could ever do that to you. You are perfect. You deserve so much better than that.”

Listening to his voice made me feel so much better. I was glad I told him. I felt a huge weight leave my chest. Someone knows what happened to me, and someone cares. He cares about me. I hugged him tighter. I didn’t want to let go. It felt so right to be hugging him. I began to feel a warm patch on my back. Was he crying?

I pulled away from the hug and used the tissue. I watched Niall wipe his eyes. He had been crying.

“I promise to never hurt you, Olive. I will always be there for you,” he said. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. I slowly smiled.

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