𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 - 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱɪx

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SONG OF THE CHAPTER:

TROUBLE'S COMING

by Royal Blood

"Cracks on the mirror

I see someone but not somebody

If I could, then I would

If I could, then I would

If I could"

Makenna

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴛʀᴀ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ every second I sit perched on the end of my bed, watching the clock on my nightstand tick.

I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.

I so can not do this.

It isn't ballet that's the problem. It's the environment. It's the stress ballet as a sport puts on my body.

It's the fact that there are girls at that studio who I get the feeling know things about me that no one else knows. Stuff that no one needs to know.

Stuff like that when I was five years old, I was raped and abused by none other than my stepbrother, Mark Allen.

Now of course, I didn't realize that that was what was happening at the time. I didn't even know what rape was until I was around twelve.

It sickens me to even think about the fact I let it happen without a clue for so long.

I was utterly helpless.

Hearing Gerard finally pull up to the house, I grab my dance bag and slip on my Uggs before walking downstairs.

"Oh, hi honey! I didn't realize you were home already!" Mam says as I walk into the kitchen to grab my water. Mam wipes her hands on a dish towel as she walks up to me and kisses my cheek.

"Sorry, I was taking a nap." I mutter as I place the bottle into my bag.

"Did you eat anything?" Mam asks while turning back to the stove to stir the cabbage.

"Yeah, I had an apple," I lie through my teeth, my stomach churning unpleasantly at the thought of eating anything.

"Kenna! You ready?" Ger throws open the door and yells into the house.

"Be there in a sec!" I shout.

"Okay, sweetie. I'll leave some leftovers in the fridge for when you get back. Hope you have fun tonight!" Mam smiles at me before pausing and grabbing my shoulders. "Oh! And don't forget, don't let anything those girls say to you knock you down. You are stronger, and an amazing dancer. Do what you love and don't let them stop you. Love you honey." Mam kisses my forehead and pushes me to the door.

"Thanks Mam, love you too."

I walk out the door and into the rain, quickly running towards Gerard's car. Throwing open the passenger side door, I pause to see Johnny, Gerards best friend, sitting in my spot.

"Oh," I say. Of course.

"Sorry, Makenna. Do you mind sitting in the back?" Gerard asks.

"No, it's okay Gibs, I can move. We're dropping her off first anyways," Johnny unbuckles and moves to get out.