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Tw - talks about abuse

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
Max? As in Maxine Mayfield? Your girlfriend?
She is not my girlfriend, for the last time, Sav!

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
OLIVER AND VIOLA WERE laying their heads on their respective windows, fast asleep. It had been one day since they left and they still had a couple of hours to go.
Savannah had gone to rest stops to take breaks and get some sleep before taking off and driving again. 
They were almost there, to Indiana that is. Savannah had found a nice small house just for the three of them. Three bed two bath. 
There was a good High school and Middle school as well. Savannah wouldn't have them enroll till the last semester of the year. Savannah would be going through one last semester of twelfth and the two twins would be doing the last semester of eighth grade.
It sounded nice and easy. A break from their old household.
Except it wasn't going to be that easy.
A speed bump awoke Viola. She looked out her window seeing a brown sign flash by that said "Welcome to Hawkins."
"Are we almost there, Sav?" Viola mumbled, pulling her eyes away from the window. Savannah nodded. "Yep. Almost there. Wake up Olly for me, will you?" She asked. Viola nodded before leaning over and nudging Oliver's arm. "Olly. Wake up." Oliver slowly opened his eyes. "Where are we?"
"Someplace called "Hawkins"." Viola muttered. It was the great place for the siblings to stay and settle. It was a small, unknown town. A perfect place where they could hide from their parents.
Oliver nodded. He was sad that he had to leave his friends, but deep down he knew this was for the better.
Before Savannah fully realized that taking care of her mothers kids was important she wouldn't at all. She was the regular high schooler who got in fights, went to parties, got drunk, etc. The twins depended on each other from a young age, they knew so many things that kids shouldn't know till their at least fourteen.