Free Confessions and Olivia (Olivia #2) by N.k Williams Page A

demands.
    Elise glares at Mauricio as his eyes follow me when I walk away from him. She has a few words with him before she slides in the driver’s side of her car next to me. Mauricio stares after us as Elise backs off the drive way.
    What the fuck was that?
    He really scared me. I’m sick and tired of my parents. I have too much going on already and now this? Why did he looked so shocked when I asked him about my real father? Did he know? Does he know who killed him? Was my mom telling the truth? The last time she blurted something out in an argument was about the fact my father was dead, and that was true. This time that he’s actually been murdered. It must be true. Why would she lie about that?
    Now I know why Mauricio has been acting like I’m the bane of his life. He’s lost that control over me, and now he wants me out? He would do that to me? All because I want a life of my own? I don’t understand it. That can’t just be the sole reason of all this.
    "What did he just do?" Elise asks no nonsense tone parking up in the street at the bottom of my drive.
    "Nothing." I answer quickly, keeping my eyes focused straight ahead. I’m a little shaken by his continually vindictive attitude towards me and it shows.
    What the fuck has just happened in the last half hour? I found out my real dad was actually murdered. Finding out my mom was lying to me the whole time. My step dad threatening me over anything he finds worthy. I don't know how much more I can take.
    "Why are you hear Elise?" I mean that in the nicest possible way.
    "Mayra called me and told me where she found you, what were you thinking? I tried to call you and I tried this morning. I had to leave for work before you woke. How have you lost your phone?”
    “I thought you might have it, but no?” I start to panic again. I can’t live without my cell. Where the hell is it?
    Elise frowns annoyed. “No. I came to take you to mine for a few days. You need a break. You’re not in the right frame of mind, and here, you won’t get better. I’m going inside to get some things for you and we’ll leave right away. I knew I should have intervened months ago."
    I don't have to say anything, she locks me in her car and runs up towards my house and is back within moments with my small pink suitcase.
    "I just grabbed you some bare necessities and I’ll call your works for you so don’t worry about anything. That Okay?"
    "Thank you." I smile warmly, meaning it from my heart. Elise taking care of me is what she always has done. I can tell she’s angry with something but it’s not me.
    We get around two miles away from my home when I ask Elise if I can use her cellphone.
    “I need to call Tyler, if I don’t answer he’ll have a hissy fit.”
    Elise chuckles at the thought. “He’s already called me. Here.” She passes me her cell.
    Tyler talks before I do when he answers. “Elise? Have you found her yet?”
    Just as I suspected Tyler would have had all sorts of crazy scenarios in his mind to why I wasn’t answering his calls. “Ty, it’s me.”
    “Olivia!” he gasps. “Why the fuck haven’t you been answering your god damn phone? All sorts have been running through my mind. You could have been human trafficked for all I knew.”
    Just as I expected.
    “Ty, don’t exaggerate, I lost it my cell, besides what’s wrong?”
    I can sense him shaking out any crazy thoughts he had now he knows I'm safe and I can hear him place his cell on loudspeaker. Where is he?
    “I wanted to see how you were. I'm on my way back to New York.”
    Oh! Already? I wish he would stay here. He makes my life so much more bearable when he is. But that’s selfish of me.
    “That was quick, I hardly got to see you. And I’m alright Ty, well I'm not but it’s better to pretend I guess.”
    Tyler moans his agreement that he wasn’t home for long, but he has a life. Even if I don’t.
    “I know honey, I'm sorry. What the hell happened last night? I don’t believe it. Calvin