Empty By Olivia O'brien Novels & Stories

When Olivia was boiling the water, she realized that she had driven the others away too quickly. Now that Brent was gone, who was going to remove Ethan's clothes? She couldn't pass a message to Cyril through a bird like Willow did, either. Olivia convinced herself in her head, "Fine. I'm a professional. He's just a normal patient." "Take your clothes off." "You turn around." The show had to go on. Crossing her arms, she tilted her head. "Do you think I wish to see your body? It's meh." She heard him muttering behind her. "It's more than meh."

The air was cool and smelled of ozone. "Hello, Jack." Olivia was standing in front of him. But here, in the mental construct, she wasn't a scared little girl. She was radiant. She wore a dress made of starlight, and her eyes were galaxies. "Where are we?" Jack asked. "This is the Quiet Place," Olivia said. Her voice wasn't childish anymore; it echoed with a strange wisdom. "It's where I go when the voices get too loud." "We need to practice, Liv," Jack said. "I need to borrow your strength. But I don't want to hurt you."

“Good night? What are you doing? Why the rush to get rid of me?” “I’m busy, Gabe.” “Busy with what?” “Well, right now, there’s a 6’3” guy going down on me under the covers. And… it feels fucking amazing!” “Olívia, you think I don’t know you? You think I’d believe that?” A terrifying silence came from her end. “Olívia? Olívia, are you hearing me?”

It was going to be a claim. Maya’s laughter echoed from the living room, sharp and gleeful. Cole’s voice followed, low and commanding, slicing through the air like a blade. Ethan hadn’t said a word all morning. He floated through the cabin like a ghost, his pride shredded, his purpose dangling by a thread. Olivia stood, her body alive with anticipation. She wasn’t nervous. She was ready. When she entered the living room, the scene was already set. Maya lounged on the couch, draped in nothing but a silk robe, sipping whiskey like it was a show. Cole stood in the center, shirtless, his eyes locking onto Olivia’s with a smirk that said everything.

-00- The window didn't show a good view at all. Only a few children and some adults were dragging the IV pole to take for a walk around the park. Olivia was really tired of looking at it since an hour ago. Feeling empty now. To this day, she still doesn't know where Sian is. How is the man now? And what will the man do to her? She kept asking herself that never had an answer for it.

The music ate her words whole. She stepped further into the hallway. “Hey.” He turned around. Olivia had spent six years as a therapist. She’d sat across from people in the worst moments of their lives without flinching. She did not rattle easily. But there was half a second — just half — where her brain went completely blank. He was unfairly attractive. That was the only honest way to put it. Tall, dark-eyed, jaw like something architectural. And he had this way of looking at her, unhurried, almost lazy, like he had all the time in the world and found her mildly entertaining.

I said, shifting uncomfortably in the chair. "Silence.” Olivia murmured "You told me I could do whatever I wanted with you and I will, so don't talk.” A body shot? Did Olivia want a body shot? From me? Really? "Yes, Marky, a body shot.” she replied because apparently I had spoken aloud "When you have no more salt in your mouth, I'll put the lemon on you. Understood?” I could only nod. Somewhere in my brain, a distant voice was screaming at me not to let her do it because it would be my downfall, but fuck it! Olivia could experiment with me all she wanted.

Olivia suppressed the doubt in her mind, shaking her head to show that she didn't know. Lilliana sighed in disappointment: “You don't know, I don't know, so who knows?" "No one..." Finally, Liliana quieted down, and Olivia could feel so peaceful and free. Honestly, Olivia kind of missed Oliwen. Although in front of Oliwen, Olivia has always been an innocent and cute little girl. But sometimes, Olivia really couldn't stand Oliwen's personality. At least when being with Oliwen, she still had time for herself...

Elexier’s POV I may not show it, but damn I’m so embarrassed that she have read those files! Frick! Next time I won’t leave such things on my desk! Frick! At the elevator, good thing she remained silent and did not tease me about what she saw. In her personality, if I’m a close friend of her, I know she’ll tease me. And I can say, she has a good attitude. I have a camera on my office. I can clearly see her and hear her. I heard what she and her friend talk about in the phone. I know that I’m violating her privacy, but I can’t help but to admit that she’s lively and funny. She also get’s shy easily. Earlier, I locked her in between my arms while I’m leaning on the bookshelves. Funny and I gue

She asked. Blair shook his head, a hint of coldness in his eyes. “No.” There was still no trace of her, even after several days of searching. It was most likely that Olivia was no longer in Dorland. Olivia was an orphan with a simple background. She had no enemies or family. Who could have taken her away? Mable hugged Blair and looked up at him. “Let’s put this matter aside for now. You’ve been working too hard lately.” Mable knew he wanted to resolve everything before their wedding. However, some things could not be rushed. They needed the right timing.