Keeping Up With The Carlile's

"Abby Marie Bourget! Get in here now!" My fathers voice echoed through the halls.

"I'm coming! Calm down!" I yell back as I grab my bag and picture of my baby brother.

I'm going to stay with my mum and stepfather. My dad isn't to thrilled to send me there because my stepfather is his old band mate, Austin Carlile. They got  divorced after my brother died. So my dad has three kids and my mum has to many to count.  I keep my brother's picture with me. No matter where I go. I know he looks over our sister and I.  No one realizes that I'd give anything to see him again.

"Abby! Now!" He yells louder.

I shake my head and press play on my ipod and here Matty's scream:

They say you were created to do great things, 

But words only come to life when you believe. 

Stop blending in. Start speaking out! 

Don't miss your opportunity. 

Do you have the courage to follow your heart? 

Your life could be over before you ever had a chance to start. 

Take what you can get while you can get it 

And don't let anybody stand in your way. 

If you've got what it takes, make them believe it. 

They need to hear you from a mile away! 

I've met Matty a few times. He's pretty cool and so is his wife. I forget her name all the time. I met them when I went to warped last year. It was pretty cool. I met some of my dad's fans and I guess they like me? Which is really hard to believe because I don't even think my father loves me. He's always busy and no it's not because he's touring or anything like that. He met some band slut named Claire and now he never has time for me. Not that he seemed to care before.

As I walked down the stairs, I see Claire smiling and holding on to my father. Her voice is so annoying. I want so badly to shove her out the door and run over her with a car. A smirk slowly makes it's way to my face. Claire looks at me and gives me a fake smile. She's only into my dad for his money. I roll my eyes and walk past both of them. She bends over right infront of my dad to "grab her purse", let's just say her skirt was so short he could see everything.

For once I just couldn't wait to get away. I turn up my Ipod and try to drowned out the world. Matty's voice takes over as I listen and day dream.

There is not much left of me 

I can't feel the ground beneath my feet 

There is not much left of me! 

I let everyone around me down 

And now I'm headed to the bottom of the bottle just to block out the sound 

God I need you now! 

I've been thinking this could be the end of me 

Who is this person in the mirror I see 

And I have come so far, thought I was so strong 

The truth is I just fed myself a lie 

For too long. 

This is my vice, this is me weak. 

I can't help but sing along in my head. Claire is now looking at me. I see that she has my picture of my brother and is asking about him. My father tells her everything. When I hear my brother and sister's names, I grab the picture back and glare at her. The past few months I've let it be known that I hate her with a passion. She needs to go. My father tells me to respect her,but how can I? I have no respect for anyone who gets down on their knees for strangers.

Claire turns to me "What's your favorite song sweetheart?"

"Jezebel because it reminds me of you." I smirk "Oh and don't call me that . You're NOT my mum."

You would not believe how fast my father stopped the car "YOU ARE GOING TO APOLOGIZE RIGHT NOW! SHE IS GOING TO BE YOUR STEPMOTHER AND YOU WILL RESPECT HER!"

I have never been afraid of my father and I'm not going to start now "You know what dad? I am so sick of you never being there when I need you! You put this tramp before me! I'm you're fucking daughter! I should come first, but you know what? I never will! So fuck off. All you are is a sperm downer and that's all you'll ever be!"

I grab my bags and open the door. My mum doesn't live to far from where I am. My dad tries to get me back in the car, but it is far to late. When I get there I smile and knock on the door. My stepfather opens the door. I hug him because I know my dad is five feet behind us. My mum comes to the door. Her stomach is so swollen with her newest babies. My father tells her something that I didn't know. Claire is having his baby.

I look at my dad and shake my head "Screw you and your she devil! Have fun in hell!" I turn my back to him and go inside.

I'm greeted by a little ginger child, which I assume is Alan's. I smile at him and he smiles back. He has my mum's eyes. I ignore this and shake my head. Alan is standing right infront of me. He smiles and teases me about being short. So I tease him about Danny. He just laughs and shows me to my room. He asks me how my life's been so I tell him about Claire.

"Claire the psycho whore?" Alan raises an eyebrow.

I nod my head "They've been together for six months now."

He hugs me and tells me, I'll be just fine. I sigh and smile. Alan  suggests that we make brownies together until everyone gets home. My mum tries to help out, but  Austin won't let her. Instead he takes care of it for her. Alan smirks and winks at him. Mum turns her eyes back to me.

"Abby?" her soft smile lights up her whole face.

"Yes mum?" My voice cracks a little.

She put's her hands over mine "Whatever happened between you and Shay, just know you can talk about it with....well any of us. We love and care for you."

I nod my head a little "I love you to mum."