Brave - FanFic CHIM/CHERYL COLE

Part 95

Julies POV

"It's looking better" Mam said after putting some healing cream onto my stomach

"It should be cleared within a couple days" I said watching her hands spreading the white substance across my torso

"Have you spoken to Olivia yet?" She asked changing the subject

"No, I don't want to talk to her right now" It's been a couple days since neither Libby or I got in contact with each other and I wasn't in the mood to speak to her at the moment.

"Why's that?" Mam said with some authority in her voice

"Because, she started yelling at me all because I didn't explain to her what happened" I sighed

"I would have done the same thing if it were Kimba" She said wiping her hands clean with the towel she brought along with her

"I didn't want her to give me that Oh-I'm-Sorry look"

"Has she ever given you that look?" Mam asked setting the medicine tube on my nightstand

"No.." I sighed feeling bad at the tone I spoke to her before she stormed out of my room that day

"I think you should be the bigger person and call her first" she suggested

"No, why would I do that!" I said stubbornly

"Kids" Mam tutted getting off the my bed

"Where you going?" I asked with a pout

"To go cuddle your Mum, want to join?" she asked walking over to the door placing her hand on the door handle

"No, go enjoy your time with her" I said thoughtfully

"What do you want to eat for dinner?" she said as she opened the door

"I'm not to fussed I don't care" I shrugged getting a nod as she left the room. What am I supposed to do now? do I call her? text her? I should probably text her. I grabbed my phone opening up a new message

Me: So are you just going to avoid me forever?

That should do it. I sent the message throwing my phone aside turning on the telly whilst snuggling further into bed. Why hasn't she replied yet? I said checking my phone for the millionth time

"Aghhhh! She's doing it on purpose!" I groaned slamming my foot against the mattress like a stubborn child not getting what they wants. My phone vibrated making me jump and quickly open the new message

Libby: Maybe you should speak to me with more respect.

My phone read. Oh, is she trying to add more onto the problem we are currently in

Me: Come over. Now.

Libby: It doesn't work that way.

Me: Olivia, I'm not joking around.

Libby: Tough sh!t.

Is she having a laugh? I can't be dealing with this right now. If she doesn't want to come over then so be it. It's her loss. I sat there fighting with myself whether to go and speak to her or let this go on longer. Not being able to handle all the arguing That was happening I rolled out of bed slowly going over to to my closet and having a quick change before heading down

"Mam!" I called out before walking into the living room, seeing my parents all over each other having a make out session like a bunch of teenagers. I stopped jumping out of my skin and screaming out in shock. I have become used to it, it's become like the air I breath with the amount of times I've walked in on them