Olivia POV:The door burst open, and I was roused from the sleep roughly. "What!?" I snapped, as I looked around frantically. Were we under attack? "Wake up!" Growled my mother, I stared at her, her blue eyes had darkened and her blonde hair looked a mess, the bun that she had it tied in, had fallen down to her neck and she had strands falling everywhere untidily. I had never seen her like this."What's wrong?" I asked, my heart racing from being woken up like that. "Follow me." I got out of bed, barefoot and in my summer pyjamas, shorts and a tank top. "Should I change?" I asked, and she looked irritated, "no need." She was cold and angry, I didn't understand it. "What did I do now?" I asked, stopping and crossing my arms, she froze, "it must have been something to piss you off?" I asked, she scoffed and turned around. Without any sign of what was to come, her hand slapped against my face hard. The skin on my cheek is burning from the impact. I looked up at her, clutching my cheek. "
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