Confessions and Olivia (Olivia #2) Read Online Free PDF Page A

out of my face feeling flustere d and pull it up in a hair tie that I keep around my wrist. “We had loads of special things, things that he made special. Come to think of it, I never did anything special for him. He gave it all to me.”
    Sophia comes into the bedroom a moment later causing our conversation to stop. She has a mixing up her bowl cradled in her arms of what looks like green slime with bits in.
    She notices the look on my face and smiles mischievously. “Don’t ask, just know that it works wonders."
    Tyler grumbles inspecting it. “It looks like frog spawn,” then his face lights up in horror. “Don’t go putting no frog’s sperm on my face Sophia. Men’s I allow, frogs no way!”
    I burst out laughing and Sophia’s up-to-no-good grin doesn’t make me feel any more optimistic.
    “It’s not frog’s sperm Tyler, now you’re being ridiculous.”
    “Sophia, if it was shit with sugar on and someone swore blind it could make you look ten years younger, you’d buy the damn stuff in bulk!”
    "Anyway Livs," she adds ignoring Tyler as he studies the green slime. “it’ll sort them dark circles under your eyes you've got since…Well you know." She hesitates after realizing what she's about to say and stops herself.
    "Sophia, you can say his name, he's not Voldemort."
    She looks at me and purses her lips, then begins to laugh at my dry comment.
    "Well he may as well be. He’s evil." He is not evil.
    “Voldemort’s quite hot in a weird way.”
    I stare at Tyler impassively as he shrugs. “What?” I don’t think he actually realizes what comes out of his mouth sometimes.
    Sophia has taken the bowl away from Tyle r. He doubtfully agrees pouting. "Go on then. I don't care what it is, as long as it makes me look fabulous."
    "Come on then you two, lay down and I’ll get to work."
    We do as we’re told again as Sophia thinks she's ever the professional.
    After wiping all the green slime off my face and listening to how much Tyler misses Jamie when he’s away, I have to admit, my skin does feel much softer and I do feel more relaxed. But now I’ve became fatigued, I just want to lie down.
    "I’m going to call it a night guy’s do you mind?" I ask Tyler and Sophia who don’t challenge me.
    "Sure. I hope I made you feel better, even for a tiny bit." Sophia makes a gesture with her fingers and talks in her baby voice making me laugh a little.
    "You have, both of you. Thank you."
    I hug her for the effort she’s made for me tonight and give Tyler another tight hug, then laugh beca use he still has the green slime on his face keeping it on longer for a better effect.
    "Love you Missy."
    "Love you Ty."
    My step dad calls me into his and my mom’s bedroom when I walk past on my way to my own room.
    My mom nods to me in reassurance as I look in a little eerie. She's about to head downstairs with her luggage.
    "He just wants to say goodbye." She whispers, rubbing my shoulder, urging me to go in as she makes her way downstairs.
    I’m yet to tell my mom about Mauricio’s attack on me a few weeks back. I highly doubt she would believe me now. Our relationship still hasn’t mended and right now, I don’t care.
    He's zipping up his suitcase when I enter, then he stands and stares at me when I come into eye contact with him, making me feel extremely uneasy.
    "Shut the door," he demands but quietly. I frown at his request hesitating. “Shut the fucking door." He says it a little louder this time startling me so I turn pushing it shut, but not tightly.
    What the hell does he want now?
    "Did you have fun tonight? With everyone making a fuss of you?" He snarls pointing at me. I go to ask what this is about but he doesn’t let me speak. He walks towards me belligerently and presses his finger against my li ps, closing my mouth with force. "I told you before we got home from Italy I didn't want any more of your bullshit. This family’s been torn apart these last couple of months because of you."
    I knock his