Masquerade (Michael Clifford)

Chapter 13

After I ran out of the cafeteria, I ran completely out of the school. I don't care if it's considered ditching, I felt like I was suffocating in there. I ran all the way to bus stop and hopped onto the next bus that came. So now, I'm here. In a cemetery, crying over my parents grave. I haven't been here since they died 2 years ago.

I was 15, Collin was 17. Mom and Dad were out on a date. My parents were that couple that tried to keep their marriage interesting. They would always go on dates. Collin would always watch while they were out. We would sit on the couch and watch The Lion King until they got home. But one night instead of my parents walking through the door, our Uncle Bill did. We were confused, its been three hours and they weren't home yet. Plus Uncle Bill lived on the other side of the city and would tell us if he was coming down. He called Collin out into the kitchen, I was scared. I mean, you would be to if your Uncle came rushing in your house with tears running down his face. I remember hearing Collin scream, then something hit the ground. Uncle Bill, came out with a sobbing Collin clinging to his side. Collin looked up at me and started crying even more. He ran over to me and pulled me into a tight hug. Eventually he pulled back and said something that caused the next year of my life to be hell.

"Mom and dad got into a car accident. They died on impact. Scar, they're dead!"

Mom and dad were hit by a drunk driver. There was another person in the car with the driver. Both of them survived but fled the scene before the cops came. There was beer cans and bottles everywhere so the police assumed they were both drunk. My whole world turned upside down after that day. I guess you can say I let my demons take over. I just felt alone. Even though I lived with, Uncle Bill, his wife Charlotte, my two cousins Joey and Gage, plus Collin. I felt alone. My Mom and Dad died. Our little family were so close. We literally did everything together. We told each other everything. We were each others rocks. Our motto was always, "Family comes first."  We've always followed that rule. A couple months after they died, I was put into a rehabilitation center for depression. I thought I had everything under control, but I guess I was wrong.

The first three months of rehab, I didn't talk. I didn't want to talk about my dead parents. I didn't want to talk about how it affected me. I just didn't want to talk. But one day, in the fourth month of being there, this cheery Asian looking boy with a weird accent came up to me and asked if I was okay. That was when I actually turned my life around. I learned that the cheery Asian boy with a weird accent, was Calum who was Kiwi and had an Australian accent. Calum was a volunteer there. Being around Calum cheered me up a little, and I began talking to the therapists more and more. Soon I got better, I thanked Calum for helping me in those six months I was there. Calum and I've been friends ever since. He's like my brother. He was my first actual friend. I've never had an actual friend. I've had associates.

I got home a little bit after Collin turned 18. A couple months after Collin turned 18, he had some money saved up from the job he had, still has it, so he bought our little house. We thanked Uncle Bill and Aunt Charlotte for taking us in, and a week later we moved into the house that Collin bought. By the time we time we bought the house, Paige and Collin have been together for about two months. Collin and Ashton have been friends since Freshman year, so he was always close to us. Kenna and Ashton got together around the same time Collin and Paige did since they were friends for as long as Ashton and Collin, they set each other up. I had Calum, while Collin had Ash, Kenna, and Paige. Soon Holly joined the picture and I began feeling a little lonely again. It wasn't like before but I still feel out of place.

But these couple weeks, it's been getting worse. Collin has been with Paige a lot. Calum and I barely hang out anymore. Ashton doesn't come over on Fridays to have movie night with me anymore. Kenna and Holly aren't my friends anymore. I feel so alone and I don't know what to do. When I try to tell Collin about my problem he always tells me,

"You'll be fine Scar, go hang out with Calum or something."

My own brother is pushing me away. I hate it. I want a relief to all of this, this sadness, this pain, this feeling of being alone. I need someone or something to make me feel wanted.

Someone like Michael.

Something like a party.

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Soo this is some of Scarlett's story

Pretty decent chapter I think, kinda like it

Sorry its kinda late, I've been a little........sad?

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