When The Lights Go Down

Trauma Drama

Bailey’s POV

I walked downstairs, not particularly wanting to eat…my head was pounding…not to mention the fact that Mom would be there, and lets just face it, she isn’t the most pleasant person to be around when she is mad…she is even less pleasant when she is disappointed. 

*B sits down at the table with Kevin, quickly followed by Joe and then Nick, he always brought up the rear…meals were more prep for him, and blood checking had been banned from the dinner table so it was done before being seated, once Mom and Dad had seated, Dad said grace and the boys dug in…B opted to sip water and take some more Tylenol she had stashed in her pocket*

(Dad) Arent you eating Bailey?

(Bailey) pass 

(Nick) no…eat

(Bailey) since when do you call the shots?

(Nick) since birth, I'm pulling rank

(Bailey) Three minutes does not a shot caller make, Nicholas

(Nick) eat

(Bailey) no

*Nick makes a growling noise in his throat*

(Mom) Ok you two, could we not do the twin bicker at the dinner table please.

*Nick drops his fork to his plate, leans back in his chair folding his arms across his chest and glares at B, B ignores him as best she can but after about five minutes she lets out a frustrated sigh, grabs a dinner roll and takes a bite, Nick smirks and picks back up his fork to eat*

(Joe) well now, good thing that wasn’t awkward *sarcastic* You two and your freaky twin jedi mind tricks…

(Nick) That wasn’t a mind trick, it was a guilt trip

(Joe) and how did that, in any realm, qualify as a guilt trip?

(Nick) 'cause she wants me to eat *smirks* the longer she doesn’t eat the longer I don’t eat

(Joe) yea…still sounds like a freaky twin thing to me, 'cause I could care less if you eat *smiles*

-after dinner-

*B lounges almost asleep on the couch in the media room, Joe and Kevin are at the computer checking YouTube*

(Nick) *walks in and lifts B’s legs and sits down setting them in his lap* what are you guys doin?

(Joe) trolling...the ubers are excited about the live chat tomorrow, they want to chat with B again…

(Nick) yea I bet, after that tabloid…twenty bucks someone asks to see her butt

*B giggles*

(Nick) I'm serious…

(Kevin) there are already pics of bruised B on the web

(Nick) from when?

(Kevin) from today…when she went out with Mom to give her statement apparently…looks like a phone pic…someone recognized her

(Bailey) I can't be in the chat…look at me, you can always explain away one bad phone pic…this would be a little hard

(Dad) *walks in* I have a solution for that actually….Kevin gave me the idea this morning.

(Nick) oh this ought to be good *smiles*

(Kevin) wait, what idea did I give you exactly?

(Dad) tabloids are already all over this story, I've been fending off calls all day and not just from tabeloids...B’s admittance papers somehow got leaked…there is all kinds of speculation