The NeverLand Kids

Chapter 44

•Ciara's POV

Something's wrong. It's thundering. Reece is terrified of thunderstorm. But, that's not what's wrong. I quietly slid from bed, and walked to her room. I followed the quiet shrieks. Reece was hunched over. Hands clamped tightly over her ears. Whimpers and words of plead tumbled out of her mouth. I pulled her in my lap. Reece slightly stiffened, in my arms. "The voices are back!" She whispered. Voice? Reece's cries calmed down, as she listened to my heartbeat. She clung to me, tightly. She needs help, my mind pleaded. The type you don't have. When her whimpers became soft snores, I tucked her in. I would've taken her to my room, but Jannessa, who decide to sleep over, would have probably kicked her off the bed. And Reece, being Reece, would probably just grab a pillow and blanket, then go back to sleeping on the ground. I quietly laughed at the thought.

After making tea-and putting a bra on- I started looking up therapist for Reece. On hour or so later, I found one. Female. Mid-thirties. Has been a therapist for fourteen years. Sighing, I bookmarked the page. Maybe, I shouldn't get her therpay, I thought. Or I should at least talk to her about it. I need a second opinion. I'll talk to Aunt Maddie, later.

　

"Aunt Maddie, can I talk to you, about serious?" I asked, nervously playing with my hands. "Of course! What do you want to talk about?" She asked, patting the seat next to her. "Its about Reece." I started, "Sometimes, she can't sleep. This could gone on from a whole week. And, most of the time, when she does sleep, she wakes up, screaming. And, I'm trying to decide weather, or not, to get her therpay. What do you think?" Aunt Maddie thought for a second. "Do you love you?" She asked.

"Of course."

"Do you want the best for her?"

"Yes."

"Then, do what you think is best for her."

"But, I don't want her to be mad at me."

"You're only helping her in the long run." I smiled. "You're right! Thank you, Aunt Maddie." I said, hugging her. "Anytime, dear." She stated, squeezing me a bit.

　

•Reece's POV

I felt over for my ringing iPod. Wait! That means it's two in the afternoon. Shit, I promised Liberty, I'd go over and hang out with her. I finally managed to turn my iPod off, and opened my eyes. I went to Claire's room, to I'm borrowing some of her clothes. Camo skinnies. A 'Boner' shirt. Spenders. And SnapBack. I brushed my teeth and did my hair. Then, I went back to my room and grabbed my always-packed backpack. Then, journeyed to the kitchen. Hunting for a cup of coffee and ham and cheese sandwich. Claire handed me a cup of Joe and muffin as I walked in. Close enough. "Are those my clothes?" She asked, amused. I nodded, taking my first bite. "Sorry?" I asked. "It's fine. Those jeans look better on you." She stated. I smiled. "She's right. Especially from my point of view!" A voice whispered in my ear. I blushed. "You sure are Michael's sister, babe!" I smiled, peeking her cheek. Ciara laughed. I drank my coffee slowly. Claire made it really sweet, today! And she added coffee creamer! She winked at me. Ciara's cousins entered the room. Mason smirked, "Ciara's sending your ass to therapy!" I shrugged, better than a skinny house. "When do I start?" I asked, sitting my mug in the sink. "When we get to London!" Ciara squeaked. I used my thumb to try to wipe the guilt of her face. I ended of just playing with her cheeks. She smiled a little. "Babe, it's okay. I don't mind going." I stated. Claire started clapping, "Bravo! You need an award!" I blushed, putting my combat boots on. "I'll be back, later!" I announced.

　

*Third Person

"Alright, guys, I'll be right back." Ciara stated. "Where you going?" Reece asked, looking up from her phone. "To a fabric store." She stated. Before receiving confused looks. "I've been working on a dress. I just finished the sketch. Now I need some fabric." She explained. "Oh! Have fun, then." Reece smiled. "Wait, I need some fabric, too." Claire remembered. Forgetting, if she left, Reece would be alone with Ciara's cousins. Adam was okay, but he did everything Mason told him to. And Janessa…Let's just say Mason had more than enough things to black mail her with. Reece got up, wobbling to the stair. At that point, Claire and Ciara had put their shoes on and were out the door. "You guys wanna have some fun?" Mason smirked. Adam instantly said yes, while Janessa was more hesitant. "What type of fun?" She asked. "Fun for all of us." He stated. "Will it be fun for cousin's crippled, small, outnumbered girlfriend?" She clarified. "We'll just have to see, won't we?" He replied. She frowned, yet couldn't help but the curious. "You in or nah?" He asked. She slowly nodded. "Great, go get the scissors from the kitchen." Mason ordered. "What are we about to do?" She asked, rethinking her decision. "We're about to donate some hair to cancer." He smiled, innocently. "What? No! I'm out!" She shouted. "I guess you want Mother to find out what you really do at "Avery's"." His smile still there. "Fine, I'll do it." She sighed, defeated. "Great! Adam, I think there's a Electric razor in the bathroom." He stated. When Mason had his supplies, he announced the rest of the plans. "What will Ciara think?" Jan asked. "She'll think that Reece will finally got tired of having hair and hacked it off." He stated, climbing the stairs, "Adam, go see if she asleep." Carefully, Adam eased the door and poked his head in. "She's sleeping." He grinned. "Perfect. You and J hold her down while I work." Mason smirked. "Why can't we just leave her alone? They're leaving in five days, anyways. Or, at least, until she gets her cast off. Which is tomorrow!" She rambled. "Nah, that's too long." Adam declared. She sighed, saying a finally pray. "Let's go." Mason smiled, evilly. Adam and Jan didn't need to hold her down. Even after she woke up, Reece just laid there. Unsure of what was happening. Then, she realized. Her eyes widened. Body started shaking. And, finally, she started to cry. They had left by that time. Sniffing, she texted Lyric, Please, come get me. I don't belong here. Three minutes later, she got a reply, I'll be there soon. Reece stood-refusing to look at the cut-off hair. Her cut-off curls-and got dressed. (

http://www.pinterest.com/pin/206461964136783320) Accidentally catching a glimpse of herself, she started feeling her tender scalp. It's gone. It's all gone, she whimpered. Before, searching for her grey beanie. (http://www.pinterest.com/pin/548102217122048726/) Adjusting it covered her entire head. Then, wrote Ciara and Claire a note.

Dear Alice and Wendy,

I'll be at my family's for the rest of the trip.

See ya friday,

Reece

　

Timidly, Reece knocked on the door. Awkwardly shifting to her no-longer-casted leg. Minutes later, it flew opened. Revealing Mason, who leaned against it. Blocking her path. "She returns!" He smirked. "Move! It's cold out here." She attempt to pass by. "Oh no, you don't!" He pushed her back out. Reece gave him an irritated look. "Is he bothering you?" Jonathan asked, climbing the front steps. Reece stomped, gesturing to the Christian in front if her. Once he reached them, he easily picked Mason up. Waiting for his cousin to pass, before sitting the boy down. Then, started back down those steps. Mason, finally realizing what just happened, shouted, "Who the fuck do you think you are!"

"I'm Jonathan Summers!" Johnny called, over his shoulder. Meanwhile, Reece went to check the fridge. Claire was sipping her tea. The shorty offend her a small smile. "Reece, I'm going to asked you a question. And I just want a honest yes or no. Okay?" Wendy stated. Reece nodded. "Did Jason shaved your head?" She asked. Another nodded. "Can I see?" Reece closed her eyes, tugging her beanie off. There was two audible gasped. "You shaved your head?" Ciara yelled. "Don't yell at her, Ci." Claire says, instantly. "What else am I supposed to do?" She asked. "I don't know. Maybe, ask her, how she likes it. Tell her, she looks pretty. Hug her. Say you missed her while she gone. Ask why she left." The tallest snarled, "Just don't yell at her. It's too early for that shit!" Jason stormed in, cradling his jaw. "You know what, Reece? You and your entire family are nuts! If I were your mom, I wouldn't want you either!" He snarled. Reece just gave him dull eyes. Ciara didn't scowl him. Claire gritted her teeth and finished her tea. "You better start finding a ride to the airport." He added. She simply nodded, and went outside. Where Jonathan was waiting.