Catch Me If You Can (Sequel to To Find You)

And I'm Locking Up Anyone Who's Every Laid a Finger on Me

Louis looked around but couldn't see any. "Darling, why do you ask?"

She teared up at little bit and and said softly, "My wrists hurt really badly." The drops started leaking from her eyes and Louis felt his own come down as well. They had her all tied up like she was insane.

"They had you tied up," he murmured. "Didn't they?"

She nodded her head quickly, sniffling. It was a sensitive subject. "Yeah," her voice broke. "Up until a couple of hours ago. H got them to take them off of me once he showed them how bad the burns were."

"You poor thing," Louis said. "Do you have to wear them anymore?" He rubbed his hand over her arms, calming her down.

"I don't know," she answered honestly. "I've been fighting them this whole time. I think they're probably wondering if I'm going to lash back like I have the first few days. if I do, then they'll probably cuff me."

Olivia didn't want Louis to be disappointed her when he found out how she was acting her first few days of her visit. She didn't want him to know that she had been forcibly dragged from her bed to try to walk and then screamed and cried until she was back in her bed so she didn't have to move.

She didn't want him to know that just earlier that morning she had admitted to still being suicidal even after all the stuff she just put her family and boyfriend through. Olivia didn't want Louis to be scared of her , that she was scared of herself and  how everyone else was scared for her and of her because she couldn't take care of herself anymore; no matter how much she tried to prove it to others she was not capable of every day tasks because a little bit of darkness always seeped its way into her every day routine to where if she picked up something sharp her first instinct was to hurt herself instead of cutting a vegetable.

She didn't want him to know that she had been planning this ever since the last time. Her mind was dark and dark was bad and bad was basically now her middle name. Her favorite color used to be red and her favorite pattern was zebra stripes and she used to have pink walls in a bedroom with white furniture but now all she wanted was black black and more black her new favorite color was black her heart was black her mind was black she was black.

She thought that coming back home to Carter would make everything better and that seeing all her friends would make everything better but it just turned out that even one mention of her friends from high school made her make an awful decision that would haunt her for the rest of her life. She's no longer trusted, she's always going to have people looking after her,  she's always going to have to be protected, she's always going to have to have someone watching over her because now in everyone's eyes she can't make decisions for herself and no matter who says that she's okay she's really not. Not in Harry's eyes.

Because of this idiotic mistake she's going to be treated like a child for the rest of her life and she can't deal with that; she has to have control and no children have ever had control of their lives. She is 16 and  she feels like she's six, people have to brush her teeth for her, she just had her first shower after four days without handcuffs on and she feel so liberated to not be tied up but the fact that she was tied up in the first place was the whole thing that caused her to go crazy and now that this boy her now new father is here she finally feels like she can talk to someone because now Harry's on her case Carter's on her case Anne is on her case Gem is on her case everyone's on her case except for Louis because he knows every single thing that runs through her mind and sometimes it's beneficial and sometimes it's frightening but right now it's a little bit of both and she's just gonna have to live with that.