The Stars That Fell (SKZ Fanfic)

Chapter Two:

I was discharged from the hospital the next day and it was a very silent drive home after my ma picked me up. As soon as we pulled up into our driveway I got out and began walking to the house intent on hiding in my room.

"A donde vas?"

I heard the car door close and kept walking.

"Elara, I asked you where you're going. We need to talk."

"No quiero." I don't want to.

"Elara! Soy tu mamá y me merezco respeto." I am your mother and I deserve respect.

I stopped in my tracks as I was heading to my room. Heart pumping a million miles a minute, harsh breathing and noticed my hands were shaking. Rage. I was full of rage.

"You want to talk about respect? ¡Yo también me merezco respeto! You lied to me and Sebas! You kept things from me! You made choices for me you had no right to." I also deserve respect.

"You don't know about anything that happened! You don't know the reason I left!" screamed back my mom.

I looked directly into my mom's eyes and willed myself not to cry.

"Tienes toda la razón ma. I don't know. And who's fault is that?" You're absolutely right mom.

My mom sucked in a breath and whatever she saw in my face broke her. Tears began streaming down her face and I felt my eyes burning but I did not cry.

"I don't know in the slightest how to be a mom. But I know the burden, especially being a single mom. I've seen you struggle to make sure we have everything we need. I've heard you crying when you think no one is home. And I am a better person because of you. You've always said you know us like the back of your hand. That you know us better than anyone else. Yet you didn't trust me with the truth. That's what hurts."

My mom looked at her feet.

"I signed some papers knowing nothing about the world I just found out. Because nana trusted me with something so important and without really knowing me. Why couldn't you do that?"

I know I hit low with that and for a moment I regretted them but that was how I felt. I was so tired of making myself uncomfortable to make everyone else comfortable. I looked away when my brother came to the living room where mom and I were talking. He looked between us and said nothing about it.

"Pa dijo que no me puede recojer este fin de semana, ma." Dad said he can't pick me up this weekend.

"Of-fucking-course." I said and continued walking to my room.

Walking into my room I launched myself onto my bed and screamed into my pillow.

I felt some licking on my face and that started me until I turned to see my pup, a gray curly haired maltipoo, Serena wagging her tail. I sat up and gave her my due daily pets.

"At least I have you." I said, rubbing her belly. I continued petting her until I heard her little snores and saw her paws twitching.

"Get 'em girl." I said, snapping my thousandth picture of her.

I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed the royal packet that my nana left me. In there she detailed how our family came to be and how the royal crown started. I saw the place of origin and did a double take. Make that four.

"Wait wait. I'm half French?!"

With shaking hands I texted Jess asking her if she could come over because I needed to talk to someone before I burnt out my brain.

"Front door or window?" She texted back.

"Window."

"Shit. I'm assuming the talk didn't go well."

I rubbed my face and took a deep breath.

"... I'm getting my night bag ready then I'll be there in 10."

"You're sleeping over?" I grinned.

"Of course, you guys have the good snacks. And the elotero comes down your street at this hour."

"And here I thought you loved me." I texted back smiling.

"I do...but it's hard not to fall in love with the hot street corn vendor. I'm calling it now, he's going to be my husband."

"Stop texting and hurry up. I can hear his bell already."

"OMW!"

I pulled out my notebook and got my favorite pen out of my pen station. Jess called me a notebook and pen hoarder which I wasn't going to admit to her face but she was kind of right. I just blamed my ADHD every time. I took all the paperwork and notebook and began taking notes.

My great great grandparents were born in Bordeaux, France in the 1800s. My great grandparents moved to Mexico and had my Nana there but she didn't specify why. Nana was in love and although she wanted her life to be there she was sent back to France to begin her royal duties. Her great great great grandparents had passed the law where they didn't need to rule anymore but still held the royal name and some royal duties still needed to be carried out. Again what they were, Nana didn't say. I rubbed my temples, so many questions and so little clues. I was about to call Blue Clues to help me out because I was having trouble. From what I did manage to understand was Nana wasn't liked very much for being born somewhere that wasn't France and also because back then women only ruled beside their husbands. Though Nana did have a husband he was not a royal nor had the ability to hold a royal title.

"So why me?"

I pondered that for a while. I glanced outside my window in front of my desk and saw Jess pull up next to my house and got out to talk to Lalo, our street corn vendor. I smiled seeing their flirtatious interaction and then my mood soured realizing that my chance of finding someone acceptable for my title was slim to none. Though Nana didn't state it directly, it was implied nonetheless.

"Are you done trying to solve all the world's problems while you sit there or are you going to help me up the window bitch?"

"Yeah I'm going."

Grinning, I helped Jess climb my window. She threw me her stuff from the first floor and held the bag of chicharrones in her mouth as she climbed the discreet ladder on the side of my house to the roof and into my room.

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I woke up gasping for breath and rubbed my chest as my heartbeat was going crazy. Beside me Jess woke up and rubbed her eyes.

"You okay?" She asked groggily.

"Bad dream, sorry to wake you."

"Tell me." Jess said, patting the bed and turning on her side to face me.
I laid back down and faced her, playing with some loose thread from my stuffed rabbit between us.

"I dreamt I was crowned Queen and had this really pretty green ball gown. Nobody liked me there. Everyone was saying shit in whispers. It came time to do the official dance and I had no one. I was alone, looking for someone to dance with and everyone laughed. They said I should have known I would never belong there. As I turned and turned all I saw was flashing lights. All of them were taking pictures as I cried and ran and even now I can hear them laughing at me."

"Your dream won't come true bestie. We'll make sure of it, I promise."