/18/ Flashback

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Dylan's P.O.V.

Me and Vixie were back at the apartment. She's already asleep. I can't sleep 'cause I keep thinking about Mom and Melissa..... What if they did change? That is still not compared to the pain me and Vixie felt. Well, mostly Vixie. Mom was a monster for doing the things she did to Vixie. She embarrased and humiliated Vixie in public very often that time. I remember, when Vixie came home crying 'cause she got bullied again, Mom told Vixie about how she should act like a girl and not get into fights, Mom even decided to hurt Vixie that day but I stopped Mom and stayed with Vixie in her room. That night, Vixie went to the bathroom, she was holding something behind her back, but I just thought it was nothing. Then Dad entered the room, asking me if I saw his pocket knife. My eyes widened, then I started banging on the bathroom door where Vixie is in. I started calling her name, but I got no response. Dad realized what I was thinking, so he started kicking the door open. When the door was broken, I hurried to Vixie, seeing her sitting on the floor with blood on her wrist where she cut herself. I see her mouth all foamed up and she started shaking. Mom suddenly asked from outside the room, asking where her sleeping pills are, then I looked around and saw a container of sleeping pills on Vixie's left hand. I started crying and Dad called 911. The ambulance came and they took Vixie to the hospital. That was the first time I ever saw Dad cried.  Who wouldn't? You just found out that your 7 year old daughter was trying to commit suicide! It was one week away 'til she was turning 8 years old. Yes, this happened one week away from her birthday.

The doctor told us that Vixie was in a coma. We entered the room where Vixie was and we saw her in a bed.  Her lifeline was stable, but she wasn't moving. I sat in a chair next to her bed and I held her hand.

"Sis, don't ever do that again....... Please wake up. You still have a life to live. You have a brother that will always be here. A father that loves you, yes, that's true, sis. Dad's outside, crying....." I said.

"Remember when I asked you what was your dream? And then you answered, I wanna inspire people around the world. I wanna make the impossible happen. I wanna show to those people who I am. And when I get famous, I won't make songs just to get fame and money. I want to make songs to inspire the whole world..." I trailed off, and wiped the tears from my face.

"Sis, that won't happen if you don't wake up. That dream was your promise to yourself. And I know you, you never broke a promise, and that's one of the things I love about you, sis." I continued.

"Maybe she deserves it," Mom said.

"What did you say?!" I shouted, angrily.

"She wanted to kill herself. That's her fault." Mom replied.

"She wouldn't kill herself if she didn't have the worst life a kid could ever have! And that's all because of you, Mom! You made her life a living hell!" I yelled, as I walked out of the room.

How could she say that? Any person would feel sympathetic, knowing that a little girl tried to kill herself. And Mom said, she deserved it?! Out of all people, she's really the one who would say that? This is why I hate Mom. I know she hates Vixie more than me and that really makes me mad. Vixie did absolutely nothing to have this kind of life. Vixie never deserved a mother who doesn't even care if she dies. Vixie never deserved a sister who spread lies about her in school. Vixie already had a tough time in school. She gets bullied in school and she also gets bullied in the house by Mom. I always tried my best to be the best brother Vixie could ever have. Vixie's the only one who could ever understand me like no one does. She's the best sister any brother could ever have.

Vixie stayed in that hospital for one week. Then she woke up and went home. I'd rather see Vixie in the hospital where it's peaceful than see her in the house getting tortured, Vixie felt the same as me.

Everynight, I ask, why her? Out of all people that will have this kind of life.....why Victoria? She's the most innocent girl I knew. All she ever wanted was a normal life, but she couldn't. Why? Is she not good enough to have a perfect family that will not hurt her? Vixie was the girl who deserved a perfect life! But a life like this? Never. Vixie had the most purest heart. She had the most talented voice. She had a very intelligent mind. And this is the life she gets? Why? I deserve to know!

And now, Mom wants to be a part of our lives again. Hell, no. 100000000000x no. I ain't giving her a chance after what she did to Vixie.

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