Dancing In The Sky

Chapter 1

I was never able to say how I really felt. I always had to put on a brave face and act like I was happy all the time. I had to act like my world wasn't falling apart. My name is Madison Lillian Montgomery. I am 17 years old and my life went downhill the day I lost the better half of me.

My dad was a deadbeat. Got drunk every night at the local bar and didn't come home until the next morning when everyone else was asleep. He would yell all of the time and take all of his anger out on my mom. It all started when I was six. My mom and I were riding in her car to my dance practice.

*FLASHBACK*

"Honey, please don't throw your water bottle on the floor. You might bust it open and you wouldn't want it spilling all over your practice clothes, now would you, Maddie?" My mom said, looking at me through the rearview mirror. She always had a sweetness to her tone that calmed everyone in the weirdest yet remarkable way.

"Nooooo cause if it spilled then it'd look like I pee haha" I joked. " I don't want the other kids laughing at me again."

" I don't either sweetie. I know you are nervous about the upcoming recital, so how about I take you out to get ice cream after dinner tonight? You and me, does that sound good?"

"Yes yes yes mommy!" I screamed. My mother chuckled and shook her head, her soft, short, brown hair shaking with each bounce of her chest. It was a beautiful sound. Anyone who heard it fell in love instantly. Her eyes were the warmest color of hazel-brown, putting anyone in a trance if they were to stare too long. Everything about my mother, Lillian Rose Montgomery, was truly amazing and beautiful. She was the person I wanted to be when I grew up.

As we pulled up to the dance school, my mom was acting very unusual. She said something to me that was very strange, I had never heard those words when I was being dropped off for a two-hour dance rehearsal. She got out of the car, help me out and pulled me into her embrace.

"Sweetie, I love you. And don't you ever forget that. I will always be with you, in your heart" she pointed to my chest, "and in spirit. You know what I said to you when your uncle Vic passed away?" I nod. Uncle Vic was her brother who passed away a year ago because he overdosed by accident. "You can always look up to the sky and find comfort in knowing that there is always someone up there, looking down on you and protecting you. One day, mommy will be up there, and daddy too. And we will always be in your heart and by your side. I love you sweetie. Have a good rehearsal." She pulled back far enough to kiss my head. She stood up and watched me walk into the building.

*END FLASHBACK*

No one knew what was going to happen after that. I turned around for a split second to see a single tear slip out of my mother's beautiful eye and cascade down her perfect face. After practice, I waited in the lobby for my mother to pick me up. She never came back. Instead, my dad's sister, aunt Becky, came to pick me up. She seemed distressed. She seemed like she had just seen a ghost but she kept a small smile on her face for my sake. She didn't have the heart to tell me that my mother had just been found dead in our own home.

For a while, nobody told me what had happened. My aunt and dad just told me that my mom had to go on an important business trip for the week. Meaning she would miss my recital. My dad had us staying at the motel across from the bar he regularly attended. I didn't understand why but I didn't question it. That was one thing that I learned with living with him. He always had a drinking problem and sometimes, he would take it out on us. When he did that, I would just run into the woods a block away from my house. He wouldn't notice and when he was done yelling at my mom, she would come out to the woods to find me. It became my safe place. I was there at least twice a week.

My secret place was an abandoned small cabin. It wasn't like the fancy ones you would find in a movie. Or one of the scary looking ones you would suspect a murder had been conducted in. It was almost like someone had recently left it. Though I'm sure that was the case, my mother said no one had been there for over 10 years. There was only 4 different parts of the cabin. The kitchen, the living room, the bathroom and a bedroom. The kitchen had cabinets, a sink and a stove lining two of the four walls. The cabinets were a dark stained wood that complimented the red/burgundy color of the walls. The floor was a lighter-colored that made the room seem bigger than it really was. The living room had an ugly green color carpet, much like a forest green, and horrible yellow colored walls. The bathroom looked like a typical bathroom; white tiled walls with the occasional black tile design. The floor matching the walls.

The bedroom, however looked very nice compared to the rest of the house. There was a dark wood floor, cold to the touch if you didn't have shoes on. The walls were painted a red/burgundy much like the kitchen. Every room in the house still had its furniture. But it seems like all of the valuables were taken with their previous owners. There wasn't much of a front or back yard. Everything was just surrounded by trees.

There wasn't any other houses around. Actually, there wasn't any buildings around for at least a mile. But there was a pathway, meaning whoever did live there used it to get around. That pathway ran on for miles. It's actually the reason I stumbled upon the small cabin in the first place.

Even growing up I didn't really have anyone else to look for some sort of comfort besides my mom. I didn't have any friends who's houses I can escape to when my parents were fighting. I didn't have any friends that could have distracted me from the things that we're going on at home. Sure I made friends at school and at dance practice, but no one outside of my house knew what was going on. Not even my dance teacher or school teachers.

To say I was alone would be an understatement.

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