The ones who made it better

Who am I?

Biancas pov.
Dream pov.
"You see when I'm dead no one's going to go looking for you no one cares, your mom would've looked for you if she cared enough, that's why you were given for adoption no one cares!" She yelled this in my ear as I sit in the bathtub having a panic attack. I panicked because I knew she was gonna hit, she was gonna hit me because she high off of heroine I saw her shoot up. She always went bat shit crazy when she was high.
"Wh-why did you adopt me then?"
"Taxes, free money off corners from people who felt bad I never cared you were just easy"
Billies pov.
I ran into Biancas room she screamed again it was 2 a.m. I woke her up she jumped up rubbing her eyes she hugged me tightly.
"Billie I need to know who my real family is." I looked at her confused.
"Billie I was adopted as a baby." I was shocked. I went over to turn on the light. "Youu, you were?" I was shaking now.
"Yeah, uh my um mom everytime she was high or drunk she'd tell me I was and that no one even really cared enough to keep me."
I gulped hard.
"We'll let you if this is what you really want tomorrow we'll discuss it."
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The next morning Bianca is sitting at the table across from Billie both drinking a coffee while Adie is watching the news and the boys are at school.
Biancas pov.
I was tired.
"Billie I'm going back to bed." I went upstairs dragging my butt, I plopped right down. I closed my eyes only to see my mother's face. I opened my eyes wide still tired "BILLIEEEEEE" He came running upstairs.
"Yeah?"
"I'm really tired, uh could you sing to me?"
He looked at me and began.
"Is your heart singing out of tune
Are your eyes just singing the blues
Dirty records from another time
Some blood stains on your shoes
No one really knows about your soul
And I barely really know your name
Burning rhythms and posting lies
And a bunch of fools drown in shame..."
He continued as I fell asleep.
Biancas dream pov.
*clap* *crash* the rain and thunder got louder I could here it over everything that was going on downstairs. The yelling didn't stop I was probably 3. I heard a man's voice.
"I can't deal with this, I don't even know you anymore.. what kid? Why are you hiding me from her I've never hit you or anyone you drop down drunk!??? And I can't be trusted."
The door slammed. I woke up again this time older in another storm. I was caught in it I was outside. Out there by mother she lost the keys again. I stood shivering, she'd hit me on the back angry with this, she hated me. I just knew it. As soon as she found the keys we went inside and dried off me taking everything off at the entrance hit in the back of the head.
"YOU ARE NOT COMING IN THIS HOUSE WET OUTSIDE NOWW"
I went out and sat on the porch way underclothed. Finally I was dragged back in and forced to my room for the night, no dinner no anything I sat and cried as I heard mother open the cupboards to get booze out. I sat there that night and prayed that maybe my real father would take me home or that my real family would.
I woke up it was the afternoon. I saw Billie doing laundry and stopped him.
"Billie I don't think I was ever adopted." He looked at me and smiled.
"I figured"
I went downstairs and sat down fiddling my fingers. I layed down again but didn't feel so tired.
"Bianca?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you know who your real dad is?"
Why was Billie so worried?
"Um no I think he was a musician left me a guitar and a note my mom locked me in a room and wouldn't let him see me."
"Oh well, we'll talk about it later Adie made a sandwich for you that's in the fridge and tonight we're going for a family night so dress comfy I gotta get to work at the studio I'll be back around 5."
I shook my head. "Wait where's-" he left with that I sighed and turned on the tv. Why did they all leave me, why couldn't I go in with Billie? What the hell and where was Adie.
I started panicking suddenly I heard a door open and my breathing sped up I was scared as hell I sat bringing my body into itself rocking back and forth.
Adies pov.
I walked into the house carrying groceries. I called for Bianca and got no response I ran into the living room to see her rocking back and forth on the couch I ran over holding her in my arms trying to calm her.
"No no no mom NOOOO HELP ME DAMMIT DAMMIT MOM! Do-dont leave no-not again please please" she dropped on the floor crying. I sat next to her and stroked hee hair.
Biancas pov.
I looked up to see Adrienne. I rubbed my eyes smiling.
"Sweetie let me go get your lunch."
She left and came back with a plate. I ate and she watched me. "Can I be excused?" She shook her head and I went into the backyard. I took my last cigarette out and lit it with my lighter. I took a long drag and finished it before Adrienne could see. To my suprise it wasn't Adie who came out but Joey.
"Hey?"
"Hey Bianca we got out early today for finals. You seen dad?"
"He went to work, um Joey, could you do me a huge favor?"
"Depends?"
I paused and looked down.
"Um come to my room it's a secret."
We went inside and headed upstairs I shut the door. I opened my guitar case pulling it out gently it was acoustic nothing special just that it was green light green. I opened the case more reveling an inside pocket. I opened it handing Joey money.
"Nothing illegal, I uh just wondered if you get me cigarettes..."
He looked at me suprised.
"Once okay? You need to quit okay it's not good and who knows what they'll do if they find out and one more thing, where the fuck did you get that money?"
"I uh okay I stole it from my mother when she was drunk because she was always she treated me horribly it kept me to survive and when I was taken away I was afraid I wouldn't have somewhere to go." Joey shook his head.
"Come with me since you asked me to do this"
Joey and I headed downstairs and out to his little car. I sat neevously.
"Hey Bianca don't be nervous I'm not gonna bite ya."
I calmed a bit laughing as we pulled to the shop Joey took the information I wrote down and went in. I sat there thinking remembering.
"Bitch stay out here I'm gonna get some free shit you little whore. Lock the doors and duck I'll tell u when to get up." She pointed a gun at me and tucked it under her shirt. She ran in as I stayed quiet hiding under the seat with a blanket covering me. I unlocked the doors as I saw her run back to the car. I ducked again. I began tearing up under the blanket. I felt her press the gun to my head as she drove fast I knew it was the gun. I whispered "don't shoot I'm sorry don't shoot"
Joey's pov.
I came back into the car I couldn't see her. Shit there was Bianca on the floor curled up crying whispering something. I leaned closer to hear. I stopped the car and ran to the other side and unlocked her door.
I sat in the seat and I picked her up off the floor and cradled her in my arms.
"Shhhhh shhh it's okay" I kissed her forehead. "No one can hurt you, no one is, you're safe it's Joey it's joey." I sat there for 30 minutes about and she blinked she looked up at me. I looked terrified.
"ja-Joey, what happened?" I held her close to me she sat up on my lap and calmed her breathing. I hugged her from behind.
"Le-lets just go back to the house" I shook my head getting out of her way and getting to the drivers seat. I sat back taking a deep breath and drove down the road.
"Ya know.. my mom used to rob those certain places for 'free' things and you know she'd hide me she thought it was a FUCKING joke to stick the gun to my head while I hid and trembled and pleaded not to shoot."
I sat silent, but I began tearing up as we headed down the street. I remembered the day we could've lost my dad to a gun.
"WHY THE FUCK" I slammed on the wheel as I parked it in the drive way.
"Why the fuck would a mother do that to her own child??" I slammed against the wheel again.
"Ma-maybe I deserved i-it fo-for being my mom's fu-fuck up a-and mi-mistake."
I calmed my tone. "Don't ever say that again you're not either of those okay? and I'm sorry I yelled I was frustrated." She shook her head. She got out of the car and grabbed her jacket. I hid the secret under my shirt between my skin and pants and headed to her room tossing 2 packs in. I went downstairs and sat on the couch. She came down and sat next to me.
"Tell Adie thanks for the clothes and stuff.. I'm I wanna show you something."
I sighed and hesitated.
"These are my battle scars, I'm still battling but I want to win I don't want to lose I just thought I'd show you.. there's not many so don't be almarmed."
I ran my finger over them she didn't flinch or anything, they all looked pretty old. I stood up and hugged her tight. "You didn't deserve it."