Chris motionless and his band is getting on well, him and his band have just gotten off tour and have almost finished their new record Reincarnate. His childhood dreams were going as planned, touring the world, making music, he never liked anyone ho...
"Bye dad," I was about to leave the house for dance class when he cleared his throat. "Come here you" I sighed and he handed me a scarf and wrapped me up for the cold, "Now what have I told you" "Don't tire yourself out, stay out of the cold, keep warm yadda yadda yad- He gave me a serious look, I sighed and looked down, "Madelyn, you know I worry- "Yeah and I get it, im dying and- "Don't talk like that" he snapped "I'm sorry and your right I shouldn't be such a bitch about it" I sighed grabbing my bags, "No, Maddy come here" He brought me into a hug, I heard him sniffle, I looked up and frowned wiping his tears, " don't talk like that yeah?" He sniffled, "Why" He brung my head towards him and I rested my cheek in his chest, "Cause I want you here with me" "I'm not young anywhere dad, it's okay" I smiled "I know you won't, not have a good day and call me for me to pick you up" "Sure will" I smiled giving him a kiss goodbye.
I headed to the dance studio and got changed into some ballet clothing,
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I turned on the speaker and pressed play, I had the whole hall to myself and saw my dance instructor looking through the window of the waiting room watching me, I gulped and began my sequence, which I had studied for the last two weeks so I knew what I was doing, I rose on my toes, I bit my lip in pain, I haven't done this in a while, I knew my toes will be black and blue for the time I'm finished, I twirled and began to let my body flow through the air, I closed my eyes and all that I focused on was the music.
The music ended and I was in the floor which was my finishing position. I heard my dance teacher walk in, "This here, your waist needs to be smaller for the dress, I have a courses but you can't dance in that," I gulped looking at my stomach, "Also get on your toes" I did so, She grabbed my legs and forced them to fully stretched, I whimpered, "I c..can't it hurts" "Well your not the black swan then" "No! I'll do it, I'll do whatever you want please, I have to do this" "Alright, do this exercise every morning, start with five minutes and work up to half and hour" "Okay," "Keep practicing I have some things to attend to" I nodded, I played the song again, Feeling strain in my legs and back but I don't care one bit.
-Dylan's POV-
"Dad I told you stop fucking drinking this shit so much and go home!" I said dragging his ass out the bar, "Like you give a fuck, your barely my son" "Yeah well who made me! Who the fuck made me" I pushed him back, "If your mother wasn't such a skank then maybe you wouldn't be here" "How dare you talk about mum that way! She did a far better job than you did" " your mother can't even feed herself!" He laughed, "All you did was buy me cigarettes!" I screamed, "Fuck you!!" He said pushing me to the ground, hitting my head in the concrete, He left me there, I hugged myself on the ground as I cried silently, I got up and headed towards the bridge, I climbed the side of the bridge and looked down to the water bellow, I wiped my tears, I'm sorry Madelyn, sorry mom. I stepped forward when I heard the melancholy sounds of Beethoven. I turned around and saw the sign, DANCE STUDIO That's the place Madelyn goes to, I decided to go in there, To my surprise Madelyn was practicing, I couldn't believe my luck in seeing her, She moved beautifully, such pride in her work. She finished her routine and headed toward the exit, I gulped and hid behind the door so she wouldn't see me, I decided to wait until she is out and then I will talk to her. ---
I must have been standing there for a full ten minutes and I got worried, I decided to listen in to the commotion from the bathroom, I heard coughs and whimpers from inside the toilets, "Oh my god" I said to myself in panic, I busted in and what I saw made my heart ache, The beautiful girl I though I knew was leaning over the toilet forcing her to purge on her own food, "Madelyn!" I said grabbing her shoulders making her turn around on the floor, "What the fuck are you doing?!" I said shaking her to get her out of this trance she was in, She let let out a slight whimper as she collapsed into tears, I wrapped my arms round her small frame firmly, Her face buried in the crook of my neck, her tears dripping onto my tattooed skin and soaking up into my shirt. "Shh shh, what's going on huh? What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours Maddy" I said softly, my voice almost a whisper, I rocked her back and forth as she curled up on my arms, She relaxed, which wasn't common, she was always a stressed and tense girl, but here she was vulnerable and she let herself be vulnerable. "I need to be perfect," "For what the dance show?" "Yes" "Your already beautiful baby doll" "Obviously not to my dance teacher" she sighed, I felt her body tense again, she was getting stressed just at the thought of this whole dancing thing, "Listen are you sure you want to be the black swan thing, I mean I think your getting youself worked up too much" "I have to" " no you don't have to" "You wouldn't understand" she said getting up to sort her makeup in the bathroom mirror, I stood behind her worried, "Who are you doing this for" She turned to me shaking her head in confusion, "What are you going on- "Look at yourself in the mirror" She turned back, "Who are you doing it for, you? Or someone else" "Someone else" "Who, who are you doing all this for" There was a silence, a tear drop ran down her cheek as she stared at herself. "My dad" "Why sweetheart, your dad already knows how great you are at dancing" I said in a soft honey coated tone. "I just want him to be proud"
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"Why now" said Madelyn, yawning into her cup of cheap coffee which was served in a run down diner, " at the hospital, I needed to leave, I just could stay there and I was so ashamed to see you again, it was my fault- "It wasn't your fault Dylan, it was no ones, just the cancer within me" "Don't talk like that" "Like what," "The 'C' word, I hate it" "I always hated that word too, when I was first diagnosed and they announced I had it, my walls collapsed, Chris was more of a wreck than I was, he still is y'know, I hear him cry most nights, so,e days when I go out I come back home early and he is on the floor in tears, or passed out covered in tear soaked tissues,"
"Most days after being out or coming back from dance class, he is cooking dinner with red puffy eyes, I knew he had been crying, I never confront him about it, he hates seeing himself as weak, I just give him a cuddle and a kiss, give him a back rub or I make him some tea to calm him down"
I realised that this man was going through pure hell, his little girl with such a Fatal illness. I don't think I could have coped in his shoes. I'm barely keeping it together right now, never mind Chris's position..
Hey guys, Hope your all okay, how are you guys xx Sorry I haven't been updating, I seen pierce the veil last night and it was one of the best nights of my life to be fair, Not to mention one of the opening bands Let Live, he stated that he would never vote for the racist son of a bitch trump and the whole crowd just chanted FUCK DONALD TRUMP! It was awesome! I moshed pretty hard, a little too hard and hurt my back pretty bad so I was off sick from school today, Anyways I also have hair now so that's a plus! I have a wig pice that I wear which to my surprise no one has bullied me for yet so I'll keep you,updated if anything happens, Anyways I'm gonna go sleep have a awesome Friday and comment what you think to help me for future chapters! Love you guys Seeya Gem Xxx
