Savanah Garcia
She thought she was a Garcia
She was only just 9 years old when everyone forgot about her.
She's been bullied, gone through a heartache, been kidnaped, has a best friend dealing with cancer, her family has turn their backs on her, wh...
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| Savanah Rodriguez |
"Now, if anyone asks, I don't know you and you don't know me" following my brothers places, was nothing new. Being told that we didn't know one another, was also something that wasn't new. This was all normal. This was what happened when you go to the same high school as the popular kids; they don't want to be known as being related to the quiet girl of the school.
I didn't say anything to my brother, as he pushed past me, making his way to the ice rink, where all of his teammates cheered and clapped for him, before everything quieted down. I just stood there, watching how easy his life was. How easy his life got to be, while mine had been ruined, and he had been there, to watch it happen, but he got to move on.
It was like I was just stuck in time, and expected to just move on, when I felt like everyone else's lives were going faster than my own. It felt like I was frozen, and everyone else was melting away from me. My parents had made that clear, to me, when about a month after the accident had occured, they hadn't given a second thought, and just moved on with the children that they currently had.
Whether that meant that I was used as their fill in for events like these, and they were too busy with everybody else, or if they just completely didn't even know that I was their own child. It had happened on numerous of occasions. I had been forgotten by my own siblings, but I had never said anything. And the thing is, that makes this all worse, is that they all know that I won't say a word.
It wasn't because I was afraid of what could happen, which I was, but it was better, not to say a word. It was better for everything to be this way. It was easier, to just be forgotten. So, as I walked up the stairs to the seats, I made it to the family and friends box, making my way to my usual seat. I acknowledged the other families, with all their parents here, as I sat down, pulling out my laptop, with my earbuds in, and completed a few pieces for my upcoming assessment.
This was what happened, when you were force to go places. You didn't get time to do these things on Saturdays, like you had other sports on other days, so you were being forced to keep up that straight A student score that your parents knew you to do so, while being there for the brother that would never bat an eyelid when you were screaming for help.
He would rather give me disgusted looks at school and kick me under the table than say that he was happy that someone was here to watch him excel in something. No one was ever there for me to excel in what I wanted to excel, so I had to excel in silence, while they shone as bright as the stars that our parents had hung high up in the sky for them, but not for me.
Never for me, and I had come to that conclusion, knowing it was better than the rest of them. It was a better ending to the start of my story, and that was all that mattered. That was all that mattered to me, and I wasn't bothered by it. I wasn't supposed to be bothered by it, and if I was, I was for sure going to pay the price for it.
If dinner wasn't cooked on time or something wasn't washed properly, the blame was immediately put onto me, and everyone made sure that it was known that that was all I was good for. That I was to be the mother figure to everyone in the family, because my mother didn't want to do it. But the catch is, that no one really wants anything to do with me.
"Look who it is! Little miss smarty pants, I see" someone came and sat next to me, as I pulled my headphones out of my ears, and smiled slightly at the girl that had made herself comfortable next to me. For as long as I had been breathing, Hailey had been there, beside me.
Hailey Montego and I were friends, basically because our parents had been friends when they were our age, and that meant our entire family were friends. In particular my two older brothers, Nicolas and Benjamin, were friends with Xavier and Blake Montego. To add to that, our older sisters were also friends, meaning that it had to go down the line, of course.
Neither one of us minded, as we had gotten on so well from day one. "Aren't you supposed to be causing trouble somewhere in downtown?" I joked, sliding my computer away, not even bothering with the ice hockey that had started down on the ice, only focusing on my best friend, because in truth, Hailey put my mind at ease and let me forget about the crazy lifestyle I come from.
"Forgetting someone?" another voice questioned, as the person sat on my other side. For reference, none of this was planned, at all. Our other best friend, Leonardo Van Doren, or better known as Leo, was the boy that the two of us had become best of friends with in first grade, when Leo had made his appearance known when he bickered with just about anybody but the two of us.
He literally scowled at the teacher and some of the other girls in our class at the age of 5. He had been a menace since the age of 5, and he had never grown out of it. You could blame that on his older brothers though, as they were just as bad as him, leading to an influence on Hailey and I's older siblings. It was suspected that my sister, Isabella, was dating Hailey's older brother, Xavier, and Hailey's older sister was dating my brother, but neither one of us knew that for sure.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Two fine ladies I see" I internally cringed at the voice of some of my brothers friends, that had been injured and had been served some severe penalties, meaning that they happen to have to sit in the same box as some of us, that were just trying to watch the game in peace.
"Why don't you just fuck off?" Leo was quick to ark up, but his brother came to join the two boys behind us, and rested a hand on his little brother. "Fuck off Oliver, will you? And take these two pricks somewhere else" this was nothing new, and I could see on Leo's face, that he was getting tired of sitting here, just like the rest of us.
"Pricks" Hailey, as we refocused our attention back onto the team on the ice, cheering when we needed to. That was what this had become. I did what was needed and asked of me, and nothing ever changed. I pleased people, and made sure that nothing fell out of line, while everyone else lived the lives that they all wanted.
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"Savannah, hurry up and stop chit chatting, yeah? We don't have all day to be wasting around for you, do we now? Didn't think so" did I forget to say that my eldest brother, or at least my new eldest brother, was a pain in the asse, and liked to remind me just how useless and hopeless I was, whenever he got the chance to do so.
Yeah, my brother Nicolas, liked to make everything he hated about me, something that had to be known to anyone and everyone. Staring him down, I climbed into the back of his truck, while Benjamin was chucking his shit into the trunk, before the two of them were discussing whatever they needed to.
Call it unfair, but what else was I supposed to do? It wasn't like I had a back bone in me that was prepared to fight my brothers on the fact that they had been doing this my entire life. I only had a few more years left in this family, then I was running far, far, far away, where I could never be found by them, and that would be it for me.
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