Chapter Nine
The selanjutnya day, Mason and Olivia were recommended to seek some help. Olivia just wanted a clue to her future. Her life couldn't have been any worse. Her parents were dead, Cassidy hated her and Mason was sending her mixed signals about there relationship. When she had called him, he seemed a little edgy. It could just be Olivia's imagination though. Mason needed mental help. On the outside he was solid as a rock but on the inside he was as fragile as porcelain. Mason went to a psychiatrist and Olivia went to a psychic. This would give them the jawaban they mostly desperately craved.
Her Aunt Lucy was a great psychic and Aunt Lucy also promised to give her a one free session since they were family. Personally, Aunt Lucy didn't like Olivia's parents even though her mom was Aunt Lucy's younger sister. Aunt lucy lived in a comfortable log cabin. It was her way of staying connected and be down to earth instead of a glamor girl like other Hollywood women. Her husband recently died of cancer but anda couldn't tell if Aunt Lucy was even sad. She was never the one to express her feelings.
Olivia entered the halaman awal which smelled strongly of cokelat chip kue, cookie which were Olivia's favorit dessert. The halaman awal was very vintage. Her aunt never spent lebih then 100 dollars on furniture. She also never bought anything that could break easily. She was a huge klutz.
"Hello dear, take some kue, cookie and sit at that meja over there." Aunt Lucy held a plate of kue, cookie as Olivia took one and sat down. "Now let's begin. Card atau palm reading?"
"Card," Olivia answered automatically.
Aunt placed 4 cards down to make a circle. "The puncak, atas shall represent your past, the bottom your future, the left one yours family, and the right one your cinta life. Choose the one anda want to go first."
Olivia chosen the past card. It was a picture of a maiden staring off at a window. Everyone outside we're having fun and getting married while she stayed on the inside. "This is the Lonely Soul card. It shows that all of your life, anda had to give up a lot but why? Maybe because anda were scared of getting abandoned. But mostly because anda were metaphorically trapped inside your home. anda was being held captive oleh your parents. Choose the selanjutnya one."
Olivia picks up family. It was a picture of man whipping his kuda that were carrying a load full of bricks. "Ah, the Greedy Merchant. Your family is symbolized as controlling most of your life. They made sure anda would always stay in place and never try to leave. When anda finally left, then anda realized anda couldn't make it on your own anyways so anda almost gave up. Now the selanjutnya card."
The selanjutnya card she picked was cinta life. This was lebih reassuring. There was a man and a woman holding hands. But there was some pieces missing. The background was blank and the faces were blank also. "This is the Mystery of love. It tells me that although anda cinta this person, anda just can't see yourself with them. anda haven't exactly found the right piece maybe anda are looking in all the wrong places. Now the last card."
The last was her future card. It was completely black. "This is the Blank Canvas. For this to change anda must write your own destiny. anda have been living a lie. anda don't know what anda want to do with your life. anda are just a blank canvas."
Mason laid on the dipan, sofa in his therapist's office. Her name was Dr. Blots. She had light brown hair and caring brown eyes. She spent the first half of the time menulis notes on her legal pad. "What seems to be the problem?" she finally asked.
"I have bad taste in women. I don't know who I cinta anymore," he shook his head. "I thought I loved this one girl but then I ended up falling for someone else."
"Have anda always had a girlfriend?" She questioned.
"No, just recently but I never truly liked her though.
"Why not?"
"Because she just wasn't my type."
"What is your type?"
Mason thought for a moment before answering. "I like girls that have soft strawberry-blonde hair and kind eyes. Oh and a sweet smile."
"Which girl was lebih like that?"
"She was, the one I first saw but I was afraid," he answered
"Why we're anda afraid?"
"Because I don't know! Maybe because I thought she didn't like me but I know now that she does."
"Then go to her," the therapist replied.
That night, Olivia boarded to the plane. She was going to head to her original birth place and try to find herself there. The Olivia that lived in Brunswick was somebody she didn't want to be. After talking with her aunt, she realized that she was never happy here. He parent controlled where she went atau talked do. She thought that if she got away from the memories here then maybe she could recreate new ones. She knew the sacrifices she should have to make like leaving Mason behind and everything she had worked for even her dreams.
Also that night just when Olivia boarded the plane, the truth came out. Milo had been so scared about the killing that he turned himself in including Cassidy. They were held in court, had their trial, and was jailed for life.
The selanjutnya day, Mason and Olivia were recommended to seek some help. Olivia just wanted a clue to her future. Her life couldn't have been any worse. Her parents were dead, Cassidy hated her and Mason was sending her mixed signals about there relationship. When she had called him, he seemed a little edgy. It could just be Olivia's imagination though. Mason needed mental help. On the outside he was solid as a rock but on the inside he was as fragile as porcelain. Mason went to a psychiatrist and Olivia went to a psychic. This would give them the jawaban they mostly desperately craved.
Her Aunt Lucy was a great psychic and Aunt Lucy also promised to give her a one free session since they were family. Personally, Aunt Lucy didn't like Olivia's parents even though her mom was Aunt Lucy's younger sister. Aunt lucy lived in a comfortable log cabin. It was her way of staying connected and be down to earth instead of a glamor girl like other Hollywood women. Her husband recently died of cancer but anda couldn't tell if Aunt Lucy was even sad. She was never the one to express her feelings.
Olivia entered the halaman awal which smelled strongly of cokelat chip kue, cookie which were Olivia's favorit dessert. The halaman awal was very vintage. Her aunt never spent lebih then 100 dollars on furniture. She also never bought anything that could break easily. She was a huge klutz.
"Hello dear, take some kue, cookie and sit at that meja over there." Aunt Lucy held a plate of kue, cookie as Olivia took one and sat down. "Now let's begin. Card atau palm reading?"
"Card," Olivia answered automatically.
Aunt placed 4 cards down to make a circle. "The puncak, atas shall represent your past, the bottom your future, the left one yours family, and the right one your cinta life. Choose the one anda want to go first."
Olivia chosen the past card. It was a picture of a maiden staring off at a window. Everyone outside we're having fun and getting married while she stayed on the inside. "This is the Lonely Soul card. It shows that all of your life, anda had to give up a lot but why? Maybe because anda were scared of getting abandoned. But mostly because anda were metaphorically trapped inside your home. anda was being held captive oleh your parents. Choose the selanjutnya one."
Olivia picks up family. It was a picture of man whipping his kuda that were carrying a load full of bricks. "Ah, the Greedy Merchant. Your family is symbolized as controlling most of your life. They made sure anda would always stay in place and never try to leave. When anda finally left, then anda realized anda couldn't make it on your own anyways so anda almost gave up. Now the selanjutnya card."
The selanjutnya card she picked was cinta life. This was lebih reassuring. There was a man and a woman holding hands. But there was some pieces missing. The background was blank and the faces were blank also. "This is the Mystery of love. It tells me that although anda cinta this person, anda just can't see yourself with them. anda haven't exactly found the right piece maybe anda are looking in all the wrong places. Now the last card."
The last was her future card. It was completely black. "This is the Blank Canvas. For this to change anda must write your own destiny. anda have been living a lie. anda don't know what anda want to do with your life. anda are just a blank canvas."
Mason laid on the dipan, sofa in his therapist's office. Her name was Dr. Blots. She had light brown hair and caring brown eyes. She spent the first half of the time menulis notes on her legal pad. "What seems to be the problem?" she finally asked.
"I have bad taste in women. I don't know who I cinta anymore," he shook his head. "I thought I loved this one girl but then I ended up falling for someone else."
"Have anda always had a girlfriend?" She questioned.
"No, just recently but I never truly liked her though.
"Why not?"
"Because she just wasn't my type."
"What is your type?"
Mason thought for a moment before answering. "I like girls that have soft strawberry-blonde hair and kind eyes. Oh and a sweet smile."
"Which girl was lebih like that?"
"She was, the one I first saw but I was afraid," he answered
"Why we're anda afraid?"
"Because I don't know! Maybe because I thought she didn't like me but I know now that she does."
"Then go to her," the therapist replied.
That night, Olivia boarded to the plane. She was going to head to her original birth place and try to find herself there. The Olivia that lived in Brunswick was somebody she didn't want to be. After talking with her aunt, she realized that she was never happy here. He parent controlled where she went atau talked do. She thought that if she got away from the memories here then maybe she could recreate new ones. She knew the sacrifices she should have to make like leaving Mason behind and everything she had worked for even her dreams.
Also that night just when Olivia boarded the plane, the truth came out. Milo had been so scared about the killing that he turned himself in including Cassidy. They were held in court, had their trial, and was jailed for life.
This is a poem I came up with
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
anda berkata you'd always cinta me
a rope of cinta wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
anda took my jantung and played with it
and now my jantung does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish anda had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at anda
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain anda gave me and make a different pain stronger.
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
anda berkata you'd always cinta me
a rope of cinta wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
anda took my jantung and played with it
and now my jantung does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish anda had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at anda
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain anda gave me and make a different pain stronger.