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opheliaphoenix: hey, my name is ophelia and i carry unresolved trauma. i never let anyone see all parts of me. but, all good games of hide and seek come to an end.

i am not commenting at this time but I assure you, i have already spoken with a magazine and will come forward with my story when i am ready. please respect boundaries, i'm only human.

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╰┈➤ February, 2018

 
 

"Do you believe the universe could have it out for someone?" Ophelia asked as she lay across Lizzie's bed.
Her friend turned to face her and leaned towards her, locking eyes with the sad brunette.
"Ophelia, you got served a horrendous battle in life, an experience no one understands or fathoms better than you. The universe doesn't hate you, know how I know?"

Lizzie wiggled her eyebrows as Ophelia let out a chuckle, "how do you know, Miss Olsen?"

"Because you have hundreds of thousands of people rooting for you, loving you, praying for you. Ophelia, the world wasn't ready for someone quite like you, but we are so lucky to have you." Ophelia climbed into her friend's lap and wrapped her arms around her.

"Lizzie, you are the best friend I ever could have asked for."

Lizzie smiled and looked at her, "O, have you called Charli yet?" Ophelia shook her head, "blocked her until I'm ready, and I'm not."

"She only told her sister, you need her right now." Lizzie pleaded as Ophelia thought about it.
"I told her I never told them because of Viv, she can't keep a secret and now... here we are."

"Ophelia...."
Lizzie stared at Ophelia for a few minutes, "fine! I'll call her tomorrow! You're such a pusher Liz."

Ophelia climbed back onto the bed and lifted her drink to her lips.

"So anyways, I think Chris has been wanting to talk to you about something but hasn't been able to," Lizzie started.

Ophelia furrowed her brow, "what?"
Liz shrugged, "no idea, he should be in town soon...talk to him then. He never can hide stuff when he is asked, it's hilarious."
The girls laugh and enjoy their evening watching old movies.
 
 
 
. . . . . .
Ophelia♡ is calling story telling bitxh

Ophelia♡
Charlotte,
I'm ready to talk,
my place. Today.

Story telling bitxh
Okay, I'll bring coffee
and doughnuts.
Be there in 30.

Ophelia♡
Sounds good.

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Ophelia heard a knock on her door shortly after the call ended, there stood Charli with two dozen doughnuts, a large box of coffee and Rumchata. A smile spread across Ophelia's lips at the sight of her friend carrying their favorite cure to a bad day. "You brought Rumchata, how do you do it?" Ophelia asked with a chuckle.

"Do what?" Charli's brows laced together as she asked nervously.

"Make me smile every time I see you, I'm mad at you but bitch...this face." She pinches her friends cheeks before she plops onto the couch.