Chapter Nine
The siguiente 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 respuestas 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 tu couldn't tell if Aunt Lucy was even sad. She was never the one to express her feelings.
Olivia entered the inicial which smelled strongly of chocolate chip galletas which were Olivia's favorito! dessert. The inicial was very vintage. Her aunt never spent más then 100 dollars on furniture. She also never bought anything that could break easily. She was a huge klutz.
"Hello dear, take some galletas and sit at that mesa, tabla over there." Aunt Lucy held a plate of galletas as Olivia took one and sat down. "Now let's begin. Card o palm reading?"
"Card," Olivia answered automatically.
Aunt placed 4 cards down to make a circle. "The parte superior, arriba shall represent your past, the bottom your future, the left one yours family, and the right one your amor life. Choose the one tu 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, tu had to give up a lot but why? Maybe because tu were scared of getting abandoned. But mostly because tu were metaphorically trapped inside your home. tu was being held captive por your parents. Choose the siguiente one."
Olivia picks up family. It was a picture of man whipping his caballos 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 tu would always stay in place and never try to leave. When tu finally left, then tu realized tu couldn't make it on your own anyways so tu almost gave up. Now the siguiente card."
The siguiente card she picked was amor life. This was más 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 tu amor this person, tu just can't see yourself with them. tu haven't exactly found the right piece maybe tu 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 tu must write your own destiny. tu have been living a lie. tu don't know what tu want to do with your life. tu are just a blank canvas."
Mason laid on the sofá 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 escritura 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 amor anymore," he shook his head. "I thought I loved this one girl but then I ended up falling for someone else."
"Have tu 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 más like that?"
"She was, the one I first saw but I was afraid," he answered
"Why we're tu 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 o 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 siguiente 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 respuestas 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 tu couldn't tell if Aunt Lucy was even sad. She was never the one to express her feelings.
Olivia entered the inicial which smelled strongly of chocolate chip galletas which were Olivia's favorito! dessert. The inicial was very vintage. Her aunt never spent más then 100 dollars on furniture. She also never bought anything that could break easily. She was a huge klutz.
"Hello dear, take some galletas and sit at that mesa, tabla over there." Aunt Lucy held a plate of galletas as Olivia took one and sat down. "Now let's begin. Card o palm reading?"
"Card," Olivia answered automatically.
Aunt placed 4 cards down to make a circle. "The parte superior, arriba shall represent your past, the bottom your future, the left one yours family, and the right one your amor life. Choose the one tu 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, tu had to give up a lot but why? Maybe because tu were scared of getting abandoned. But mostly because tu were metaphorically trapped inside your home. tu was being held captive por your parents. Choose the siguiente one."
Olivia picks up family. It was a picture of man whipping his caballos 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 tu would always stay in place and never try to leave. When tu finally left, then tu realized tu couldn't make it on your own anyways so tu almost gave up. Now the siguiente card."
The siguiente card she picked was amor life. This was más 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 tu amor this person, tu just can't see yourself with them. tu haven't exactly found the right piece maybe tu 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 tu must write your own destiny. tu have been living a lie. tu don't know what tu want to do with your life. tu are just a blank canvas."
Mason laid on the sofá 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 escritura 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 amor anymore," he shook his head. "I thought I loved this one girl but then I ended up falling for someone else."
"Have tu 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 más like that?"
"She was, the one I first saw but I was afraid," he answered
"Why we're tu 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 o 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.
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his corazón started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his corazón started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
mostrar that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
o cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
mostrar that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
o cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth