Olive's POV
I blacked out.
When I woke up, two girls were next to me, holding my hand and helping me.
"Where's my mom and dad!?" I yelled at them.
"Shhh. Honey, something happened to them. They died on impact in the crash." The girl with long black hair said.
"It's okay. We're going to help you." The other one said. "My name is Janelle. This is my girlfriend Angie. We're going to take you somewhere and take care of you for a little bit."
Angie smiled at me. "You're in the hospital, but we signed you out. You're very lucky. All you got were some scrapes and bruises. Would you like to see your parents?"
I nodded. Janelle helped me out of the bed and opened the curtain. My mom and dad's bodies were draped onto a bed, and I started breathing funny.
"Shhh honey. Just breathe. Janelle, we have to get her out of here." Angie said, taking my hand.
"Okay honey, breathe, Angie has to take you to her work, but don't worry, we're paying for your parent's funerals."
"Ellie you aren't helping." Angie said. "Come here honey." Angie opened her arms and I trusted her enough to cuddle up into her.
"Just breathe it'll be okay."
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Adopted by The Prom
FanfictionOlive Sanders is eleven and a car crash leaves her orphaned. Suddenly she meets the loudest, biggest, brightest people she's ever known. Maybe the cast of The Prom can help her build herself up again.
