just another day.
"back off he is clearly mine!"
**Alea's POV**
After niall left with the puppy it was closing time, scar and niall spent what seemed like hours talking in her office. kenzie sent her a text, but scar said to go away. i pondered this for awhile. is there going be something between them? as i thought of this, something took over and all the sudden i wasn't in my room. i was in a dark room. and all i could hear were muffled cries.but i began to hear more. i could remeber what scar looked like at age 10. that girl in the corner, rocking her self and weeping, was definetly her. and there was a little girl, her hair to her shoulder. it was firey red. that little girl, she was me. i was being held by a woman. sitting in her lap.
i could hear my youngerselfs thoughts. 'why is sissy crying?' 'why are we in here' 'why is mommy in here' little me pushed away from the woman who i assume is my mother. is that what she looked like? i'd always been distressed over the fact that i could remember that monster, but i couldn't remember my mom.
scar allways told me that i loved mom, that i would start screaming if i ever got taken away from her, by anyone but scarlette.it allways hurt. not knowing what she looked like. little me looked up at mom and burst into tears. little me asked what was going on. at that age i didn't know what happened each night.
since i was born. i was always out of the room, far away so i couldn't hear what was going on. tucked away in bed. at the end of the house. away from my parents room which was right next to scar's. what a coincedence.
i was my dad's favorite, but i hated him. scar was a disapointment in his eye's, she was more than that in his eye's. she was much more than just a disapointment. she was a living, breathing, doll.
when mom was at work, she worked nights on and off each week. scar became a doll, but not one to dress up and brush hair. oh no, she would have been ecstatic about that. what he would do, made her bleed, bruise, rash.
thats why there we were, us three girls hiding from a monster who i had sniffed out from the begining. a monster who no one else thought of.
scar had to go through therapy from age five to fifteen. around the age of five she started acting up. refusing to get up if mom was not with dad. she would scream and cry anytime mom left her, she still has blackouts like today. she has hazy memories, but she still has them.
my memories are crystal clear. and they come back in short flashes. or long ones. either way, they terrify me to my core, sometimes it takes me days to get over it.
i come back to my flashback. scar, still whimpering, crawls to my mom. we sit theretogether whimpering, crying, scared. my mom doesn't let off how really afriad she is. i don't know where we were at that point. i come back to reality, in my bedroom shaking. later i get called down for dinner by kenzie.
"ALEA?" scar shouts.
"huh?" i ask returning to reallity. i assume she has been shouting my name for awhile now. i was thinking about the flashback, and what it meant. well, after... the "incedent" me and scar lived with kenzie and her familly for 6 years until scar was old enough to move out. kenzie left with us, sick of her parents verbal abuse. her mother told me what happened, but refused to tell her own child saying it was none of her concern. i told her the next day, eager to mess with her mother. after that kenzie hardly left our sides, ready to help, and we accepted her like our long lost sister.
"are you allright?" kenzie asks, "you seem shakey, like you have seen a ghost." they don't know about the flashbacks so i come up with a lie. what to say, what to say. think alea, THINK
"oh, uhm. i watched a scary movie with jo a couple days ago." jo is my bestfriend
"oh, what movie?" scar asks interested. shit! uhmm whats a good horror movie. oh i know!
"paranormal activity 4" not a complete lie, i did watch it with jo. just a super long time ago. so half a lie. better than all a lie. right?
"didn't you allready see that?" shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
"no... you are thinking of paranormal activity 3." more lies, not good alea, not good. they brush it off and start talking about niall. and i automatically jump in. kenzie jokingly asks me if any of the other bandmembers are single. louis, liam, and zayn all have girlfriends. niall is off limits, of course. leaving harry.
"harry." i say. i take out my phone and show her a picture.
"ohh he is cute!" she says. hes mine!
"back off he is clearly mine!" i say fighting over him now.
"what ever." she says back
"atleast i know my boy is interested, girls." scarlette brags. it's nice to have family dinners. i chew on my pasta with my best friends/family.
"so... when do you think you'll go on a date with him?" i casually ask.
"friday." she says
"ohhhhhhh" me and kenzie say at the same time. her cheeks go bright red. i wonder if i will ever get to meet them.
"what are you guys doing?" i ask. it's niall so probably something with food.
"niall is showing me his favorite food places, a cuisine tour. that's what he called it." of course.
"oh that's good. we don't have to make enough food to feed a pack of starving wolves on friday!" kenzie teases. despite being a big eater, scar has a perfectly curvy body. curved in just the right places. kenzie, is incredibly skinny. and im growing into a body size identical to a twig. i don't like food. i eat but less than i probably should. i take supplements instead. they worried about me, but i assured them, i just didn't like food. i know my body is perfect how it is.
3/31/13