"Don't do it... please"

As Olivia held my hand it was not as if she was holding me back but more like she was pleading with me, her hand felt soft and I could feel it trembling as if she was telling me she does not want to see me suffer anymore. My heart rate slowed down and I could think properly again, I gave Olivia a head pat before saying to her,

"Thank you, I'm good now so don't worry"

I had this goofy smile on my face that really did not suit me but I could feel Olivia's hand stop shaking so that's all that mattered. 

The walk home was a quiet one and withing 10 minutes we were at the front gate of our houses.

"We can walk to and from school everyday if you'd like"

Olivia replied with delay,

"Yeah I'd like that"

We went into our houses and after the sun said its final goodbyes it was now night time. Olivia is getting ready for bed, she shuts off the lights in her house, her mother no where to be seen, she goes up to her room and throws her self on her bed. The feeling of something licking her toes became very noticeable before she decided to lift up her blanket and there was her dog, Rex which is a Pomeranian, he jumped on her face and started licking. While in bed with Rex she starts hearing music in her head, very familiar music that made her feel uneasy, as she drifted into sleep she started to remember the spring of this year, 2018. 

Incident that happened in the spring of this year Being told from the perspective of Olivia

"Fucking bitches, drugs and crime"

This was all I could hear in the songs being played by my neighbor, He was a boy around the same age as me but the way he played these songs on school nights and throughout the week it was as if there was no one living with him or looking after him. I had just got in a fight with my mom, she slapped me because I told her she was a bad mother for always leaving me alone at home most of the time ever since she found a new boyfriend. Night by night the music got louder, more vulgar and lasted longer as the crowd of people in his house every night grew, the smell of smoke and sex in the air. One of the days when looking through my window I even saw a girl around my age getting fucked in a bush outside the neighbors house by a guy that seemed much older than her, I do feel guilty about touching myself when I saw it. It soon became something I could not handle anymore, EVERY SINGLE DAY! the crowd got bigger and the music got louder, I eventually went to his house after about 3 weeks of this happening everyday. The door was open... the smell of smoke, alcohol and sex was almost unbearable when I went inside

"What in the world is happening here?"

I asked myself while covering my nose

A guy came up to me with his breath smelling strong of alcohol while dancing awkwardly beside me. 

"You seem new here, you wanna go in the backyard to have some fun with me?"

"I don't have time for this, where is the guy that lives here?"

As I said this I instantly regretted it because before I could walk away, I felt him grab me by my waist.

"Come on baby don't be like that"

"Let me go... please"

He grabbed my ass and this made me instinctively start hitting him but then I noticed him starting to pull down my pants, at this moment I had never felt so weak but looking strong was the last of my worries as I felt the tears starting to build up before I yelled,

"NOOOOO... SOMEONE HELP ME!!!"

This was the first time I ever heard my neighbors voice, it was the voice of someone who was broken and who had clearly given up on everything.

"Can you not fucking hear her? she said stop"

As he grabbed my hand and dragged me to his room I could tell he was not about to do me anything. He closed the door and lied on his bed, I opened my mouth,

"Thank you for helping me back th..."

I could not finish thanking him before noticing the clear needle markings in his veins, The look on his face was clearly not enjoying what was happening in his house.

"Why are you doing this?"

"You should go back to your home across the the street Olivia"

"How do you know my name?"

"You have lived across the street for a while now, it would be weird if I did not know your name"

"Oh... and your name is?"

"Does it matter?"

"Why would it not matter? You are a person right?"

After I said this he began laughing but that laughter quickly became crying, I had never talked to this person before this but at this moment I felt like I was required to comfort him. I wrapped my arms around him as he cried on my shoulder.

"Whatever you have been through does not give you an excuse to be doing all this, I have noticed you have not been going to school and having these parties every night"

"I c-can't go back to school, n-not with her there"

"Who are you talking about?"

"C-Chloe, the person I loved"

For some reason I could not bring myself to ask about him and Chloe, I felt like I should have not. I knew exactly who Chloe was, everyone in the town knew her and it would be more odd if you had not heard of her. I felt his heartbeat on my chest, this made me feel a way I had never felt before, I could not describe what I was feeling, my heart was beating fast and I felt safe when he was in my arms. I want to help him and hold him some more.

"Please stop this and go back to school, everyone is probably worried about you"

He did not say anything for a while but eventually I felt him wrap his arms around me back, him holding me felt much better than me holding him, I felt like my heart was about to pop through my chest but I did not want the feeling to stop.

"My name is Robby, I'll go back to school... but let's just stay like this for a while longer"

Him saying this made me happy, I felt like we could hold each other forever and I would still enjoy every second of it.

"Okay, we can stay like this as long as you want Robby"