Fallon

Chapter 5: Silence

Friday
Dear diary,
You ever feel like your not good enough? Wait of course you do your me. I've got to be honest yesterday seems like a nightmare. So my face is slightly swollen. I don't even have a bruise. Which by the way should be entirely impossible. Ya know considering i got the absolute shit beat out of me, it's a damn miracle. I heard mom Crying last night to dad. I can't believe she got fired.. i hope it was a mistake. As much as i love having her here i know she misses tending to her patients. At least we get some time. I'm trying to be positive especially since what i heard last night put me in a horrible mood. "Oh Tom... Oh TOM!!" *Gag* Literally all freaking night..... and yes my diary i did spell out gag as i did it.. it's nasty. OOOO i can smell breakfast! And it sounds like their positive attitudes carried over to today.... Ew...
Talk later diary ya know if I haven't died from being completely grossed out!
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"Hey hun." Mom leaned against the door frame with a serious look on her face.
"Yeah mom what's up?" She walked towards me and sat on the edge of my bed.
"The school called... They wanted me to let you know your suspended." Mom stayed calm as she held my hand.
"I didn't even do anything except beg for my literal life!" I guess the towns sweet family want to keep their reputation pure. She cocked her head so i could see her full face. I could tell she was worried about me from the solemn look in her eyes.
"I know Kassy. But hey look at this like an opertunity. No school today, Monday, or Tuesday!" I could tell mom was attempting to make me happier. I tried to stay on the positive side. It was like a mandatory vacation. At least that's what i had to tell myself.
"Plus i made breakfast! And you can't be sad with eggs and bacon on your plate." Mom did a shimmy as she exited my room. God i missed her! A small giggle escaped from my mouth as i watched her dance down the stairs. I always admired my mom for the way she handled serious conversations. Such grace and humor. I glanced at my body in the mirror. My silk pajamas were covered in pink polka dots.  I had forgotten to take a shower last night, so my hair was knotted and dry from yesterdays fight. I could feel the bruises beneath my skin along with the knots that were still forming. I had survived yet another attack from that vile human.

I took my brush and tried to untangle the matted mess. Leaving what felt like 4 individual strands attached to my head. I wrapped them up into a messy bun, and ran down stairs.
"Morning Kass." My dads chipper voice sent a surge of peace down my body.
"Morning daddy." His brown eyes smiled as he handed me a plate. The music was blaring through the kitchen loud enough to wake Hong Kong. I smiled at my parents as they placed eggs, bacon, biscuits, and gravy on my glass plate. MY eyes grew bigger than my stomach as i inspected everything they had given me.
"Thanks!" I could hear Fallon coming down the stairs, and into the kitchen were dad was twirling mom. For a moment it seemed like everything was going to be ok. The sun was out. The bluebirds were playing on branches of our willow tree. I practically finished my breakfast in one bite. Leaving nothing on the plate.
" Hey mom?" Fallon Glanced at mom trying to get her sole attention.
"Yes Fallon?" Her eyes had shifted from the containers of food to Fallon's deep hazel eyes.
"Can we talk?" Fallon said. Moms face grew weary as she agreed.
"Of course." Her smile faded from her cheeks as she tried not to look worried. I knew better though. I knew mom like the back of my hand.. and she.. was anxious.
    "Hey Kass? Wanna go pick out pajamas for a movie marathon?" I nodded, and sprinted up the stairs to Fallon's room. Her mahogany dresser was bigger than i remembered. I opened the second drawer on the left to find her Favorite ninja turtle pajama pants with the matching shirt. I dug a little deeper and found her Spider-Man sleep shorts along with a red tank top that was cropped at the belly button. My hands strained as i pushed in the heavy drawer, and ran back down stairs.
    "We're just different," I heard mom confess through the whispers they shared. What ever they were talking about they didn't want me to hear.
    "Ok.. Scary or Christmas-y? Which one?" Fallon turned letting her beautiful brown hair float through to her other shoulder.
    "Does it really matter Kass?" I could tell she had become irritated by her condescending tone.
    "Uh Duh!! It's only the foundation of our movie marathon!" I smirked. Mom has left mid conversation as if avoiding Fal. We wrapped ourselves in our favorite blankets, as though we were burrito's. I of course had the biggest one! A comfortable king sized Sherpa blanket covered in stormy grey. We stayed on the couch damn near all day, soaking in as much time with each other as possible. I loved being close to my sister. She was my home when mom was at work. The day went by fast.
"I'm back.." Dads face was covered in pain as he walked through the door.
"I know i said i was going to an interview today but i actually went to ask the hospital if they could give your mom her job back." His eyes shifted from the floor to us. His eyes grew solemn.
"Will they?" Fallon's voice cracked as she spoke. Her voice became like cotton with each word. Dad grabbed moms shaking hand while focusing on her eyes.
"No," he whispered. I old feel the tension in the room better than my blanket.
"Tom we need to talk." Mom's voice turned frail as she guided him outside. I watched Fallon follow as she pressed her ear against the wooden door. I sat cocooned in my blanket as my heart grew heavy for mom. She loved being a nurse, and i hated seeing her passion put on pause. Hugging my self tighter i felt tears escape my eyes. "Poor mom," I thought. Mom and dad had re-entered the room , and made their way up stairs Fallon not far behind them.
"I wanna know what happened between us and the Meldeaux's!" Her voice echoed through the house as if it had been abandoned. I sprinted up the stairs to press my ear against the cold door.
    "Vivian distracted your mother and i while Dave to advantage of Kassy." Dad's words rang in my ear. It was as if i had shell shock. The room spun as they continued talking about the trauma i never knew i had.
    "What.." My voice was soft as i pushed back the tears trying to surface. The room was spinning.
    "Kass.." I stumbled out of the room while Fallon tried to comfort me. I couldn't comprehend what had happened. A sudden wave of rage was over me mixing with my confusion and sadness.
"Why would he do that?" I questioned.
"Why would he hurt me?" The room began to spin backwards as memories i had suppressed flooded in.
"No," I whispered. "He was always kind." I could hear Dave laughing in the back of my mind over my body.

"It'll be our secret Kassandra. Our little Game"

I could feel him undressing my prepubescent body as if claiming a prize from the top shelf. I could remember the way his breath felt on my skin. The way he said my name. The way he felt.. I screamed letting my body collapse on the hard floor. I was like bugs crawling all over me except it wasn't bugs.. it was him. I know knew what Lana had meant. I felt disgusting.
*bzz* *bzz*
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Fallon had picked up my phone in time to see the message. Her face glowed red with rage. She held my phone for a minute staring at the message. Her hand flung my phone across the room, letting it hit my wall, and shatter into pieces.
    "Why did you do that!," I yelled. My mind raced with every touch i thought of, every laugh, every time he said my name. Had he done this to Lana? Is that why she was so bitter? Surely Lana didn't know.. surely..
thoughts of my childhood came back as i slipped into an emotional coma. Lana and me playing in the front yard of our vacation home when we were little. We'd race around the trees trying to fly like planes. "Catch me Kassy!" Her voice echoed in my mind as i replayed every memory.

I cried myself to sleep while Fallon held me.. I didn't want to move. Hell I didn't want to breathe. This was a bigger battle than i signed up for. My innocence had been stripped and I didn't even know. He was a monster that our town saw as a hero. I was up against the devil himself. I slipped in and out of nightmares as mom and Fallon traded places. How could i possibly process this. My mind cleared and i knew once again i felt like the frail bird on the brink of death laying in the corner of her cage.
"Why can't i ever fly.." the thought crossed my mind and i began to sob.