"Vic," I hiccuped, my voice shaking.

"Olivia? Is that you?" She asked, sounding concerned.

"Yes," I replied. "I'm so sorry for calling you this late." 

"It's fine, girl. Are you alright? You don't sound so good."

"I'm not." I sobbed into the phone.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her voice soft and gentle.

I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "I...uh...I have nowhere to ...