When I was younger I remember watching Disney Channel. A girl would talk about the time she moved a cross the country living with her best friend. Another about a guy climbing Mount Everest. It was called TTI yeah I know it sounds like an STD, but...
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Every blade in the bathroom was gone. Replacing all of my shaving razors with Nair. My Medicine cabinet held no medicine meaning it was probably kept in my Dads bathroom.
They where seriously. So serious that they even took the lock off of my bathroom door. Much to my disappointment. My family had took serious precautions to make sure I live, spoiling all my plans of death.
For the first time in a long time we sat at the dinner table. Even before I left we never ate at the table. I guess today was just a special occasion. My Fathers happiness was evident at the moment having all his girls home. I could only imagine how it was with just Belle. Being in a house full of girls. He didn't seems to know much about them. I would always do Belle's hair in the morning before school and walk her to the bus stop. I would even take her back to school shopping. But, Belle's hair wasn't a mess it was neatly done. She wasn't wearing Mitch matched clothes even if it was nightfall her PJ's actually matched.
Maybe he didn't need my help after all.
" Can we eat now?" Belle whined
" Dig in." Mags said.
I reached out for a pizza. Yet, Belle didn't move, her eyes where fixated on my forearm that held scars from each cut. Just as I was about to pull my hand away I felt Belle's soft fingers trace over them.
" Belle." My Dad said in a low voice. Hoping that she would get the signal. Talking about my past seem to be forbidden, but ignoring it seems to be impossible. We can't act like Mom didn't die. We can't act like I didn't almost die. We can't act like I didn't try to die.
" Does it hurt?" She asked.
" No, not anymore." I replied. Grabbing a piece of pizza. " I could paint something over it. If you'd like. There not exactly pretty." Belle said
" Belle!" Mags injected.
It was the truth. They aren't the prettiest scars, but honesty are there any pretty scars. I grabbed my pizza taking a bite. " Yeah Belle, I think I'd like." I said with a full mouth.
" Gross Gold." Mags laughed. " What?" I said knowingly talking with my mouth full.
" I might as well teach you some manner since I'll be staying here." At that moment I froze. Staying here? What did she mean she's staying here! I looked over at my Dad sipped his soda.
" Staying?" I asked
" Yeah, you didn't think I would just run off did you?" Mags said with a grin.
