Flashing Lights (Scarlett X G!P Reader)

Chapter 51

Roll Call!

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Your POV

I let the symphony of string instruments play through the soundboard, building up and building up until my ears feel completely blessed.

My hands start scribbling in my notebook while I make sure the monitor is recording all of the instrumentals.

"Alright so that will go towards the end, once the lyrics fade out after the bridge..."

Humming along as I stare at the words I tap against my chin as I start to sing softly, "Finally can understand...no," I sigh and scratch the lyrics but stop right before I reach "understand".

There's something that's good there. The notes sound right, the "understand" sounds right. The first part of that line doesn't.

This song is about finding a love so strong, finding someone who truly feels like home. In my own life, of course.

And the only thing that makes me feel that is Scarlett, and now Calliope. I glance over at her in her little portable baby swing beside me in the studio. She stares up at her shaker tied to the bar above her, eyes following as it sways once she moves in the swing.

Scarlett gave me this life.

She's seen me for everything, my perfections and my flaws, especially my flaws. And she understands them. But I still don't sometimes. I try to. Therapy yesterday was helpful in that aspect, teaching me to accept my own flaws.

To understand my faults.

But they came on at such a young age for me. My childhood started it, never having a real family. Having a mother too blinded by love to realize she has a child to take care of, to realize that the child shouldn't be caring for her while her husband beats the crap out of both of them.

Never having a solid roof above my head. All the times I sat on the roof at night when the screaming got too loud, all the times Jo picked me up and let me sleep at her place during high school, all the times I slept in my own car when I was too embarrassed to ask for help.

And that's when I started shutting down, building my walls, refusing to accept anything tying me to that so-called "family" again.

But then I found Scarlett. And her, Lizzie, and Jo helped me accept all my faults in life.

My addiction, the drinking, my self-doubt and self-hatred, my anxieties, my PTSD.

But I still don't fully get it.

All I know is that I need Scarlett. Because she's that light in the darkness, she's the one guiding me down the path, explaining things, holding my hand through the monster attacks, making sure my closet is safe, void of demons.

And I need her, I will always want her. And she's helping me be my own light.

Because sometimes I'm still stuck in my childhood mindset...like I'm still now grown.

I stare at Calliope, at her childlike innocence and then it all clicks.

"Old enough to understand," I mumble and her big doe eyes continue to stare which makes me grin, "Calliope Rae, your mama's a freaking genius."