Calm Before The Storm (A River's Edge Fanfic)

Officially The Storm

We were still silent when we got in the house.

"Go to bed, it's too late to deal with you," Mom said.

I walked upstairs, I was very tired.

When I got to my room, I saw a big lump in the middle of the bed, I immediately walked to it, removed the covers, and saw my cat curled in a ball.

"Chee Chee, why are you under the covers like that huh?"

I gently nudged her to wake up but she didn't even move.

"Cheetah..."

I lifted her up, when I did, I found a large spot of red.

"Cheetah no!"

I was sobbing. They killed my cat, my feline best friend! Those sick fucks! I had my backpack on still but in my closet was my getaway backpack, a unused toothbrush and a small tube of toothpaste from the last time I saw the dentist, a blanket, and a hairbrush. I packed some clothes as quickly as I could and ran downstairs. My shitty parents were in the living room like they were waiting for me to react to Cheetah's corpse.

"What the fuck did you do to my cat!?"

"Do not use that language with us Skylar, it was for your own good, Brad got his gun and shot her," Mom said.

"You just shot her and placed her on my bed for me to see!"

"Yeah, let that be a lesson to you, a lesson you'll never forget. And you have your bags with you, I guess you'd rather do whatever you want than live by our rules! You keep defying us Skylar, you keep hanging out with those delinquents!" Brad yelled.

"They're deeply misunderstood because their home is shitty as this one!"

"Again with the language Skylar, you're grounded for a month!" Mom yelled.

"Aren't I already grounded from coming home from school late!? You can't ground me again, because I'm gone!"

I ran out of the house. I wanted to get Matt and run off with him or something!

I ran to his house, I heard Matt shouting.

"Motherfucker, food eater!"

Him and Jim are fighting. I knocked to stop it.

"I'm going to bed, answer the door!" Jim said.

The door opened, there was Matt's mom, her frustrated expression softened.

"Skylar, what's wrong?"

"Where's Matt?"

Matt appeared by her.

"Sky, what happened?"

I walked in the house, put my bags down, and hugged him sobbing.

"Skylar, tell me what happened when you got home?"

We were still hugging when I spoke.

"They killed Cheetah, my cat, said it was for my own good."

I felt Matt tense up,  I continued.

"It's the last straw, I got most of my stuff packed, I can't take it."

"Shh, don't say anymore, you're safe in my arms."

We were interrupted by Matt's little sister running in from the side door.

"My dolly's gone!"

I followed Matt outside where the doll was supposed to be buried, but the doll was gone, dug back up. We saw Tim from afar. Matt ran after him like he knew he did it. I ran after them, I found Matt smacking his little brother around while over top of him, I ran to break it up.

"Matt!"

Matt got up, Tim got on his bike and rode off.

"I need to go somewhere and clear my head. I had em, I fucking had em Skylar!"

"He's your little brother!"

"He's been such a little shit lately and you let em get away!"

"You were hitting him Matt, I had to break it up, it's not my fault the doll's gone!"

I started crying again.

"Sky I'm so sorry."

He hugged me.

"We need to go somewhere and clear our heads, maybe go camping."

"I was thinking the same thing, I got a blanket, I still got my money, we could go get a snack."

"A Klondike bar."

We chuckled and let go.

"What about Tim?"

"He'll be back, he probably went to clear his head too."

We left the property.