take your stance { frankel }
Mar 17, 2015 0:56:24 GMT -5
Post by k!ah on Mar 17, 2015 0:56:24 GMT -5
o l i v i a h a r p e r
"Have you ever heard of mouthwash?" My face screws up, my nose crinkling as I direct my words laced with venom at the girl with long blonde hair. Her face turns a shade of deep dark red, her eyes flashing with what I know all to well: anger. "Its the stuff you buy at the shops, most people use it before leaving the house in the mornings, I would buy you some, but that would mean effort, effort wasted on a pathetic girl like you." With that I turn on my heels and walk from the room, my head help high, a smirk slipping onto my lips.
Silence follows me as the doors slam shuts between us, my words were probaly echoing through her head right now. She probably wanted to scream and shout and let it all out but then she would smell her breath and see that I was right. After that she will no longer be angry but self-conscious- a pattern that I was all to farmiliar with. The thoughts falters my smirk for a moment, my mother stern face jumping across my vision, her eyes laced with hatred, her lips parted in disgust.
Suddenly my hands are balled into tight fists and I stop walking, pacing a hand against the wall before punching it hard with my other hand. Pain erupted through my fingers, climbing my hands like ice until the whole limb is throbbing in pain. A moan escaped my lips and small tears start to well. I pull away from the wall, cradling my hand as I left the building, forcing the tears to stop. I would not cry for her. not for that bitch. She did not deserve my tears.
Ignoring the pain in my hand, I flick my long hair over my shoulder, my face painted with a smile as I walk away from the building and into the streets of district two. I didn't know where I was going, all I knew was that I was going to go far away from home, away from being Olivia Harper. Oli. Thats who I was, and thats who I wanted to be. I only look over my shoulder once, the huge Harper mansion nothing but a shadow in the distance as I walked- no ran- away into the slowly darkening streets of home. I was going to be late again, but today I did not care.
