Fresh From L.A.

Fresh From L.A. Morning Fever

Sky's POV

"So.... how exactly did you convince your mom into letting you out for so long?"

We woke up with the sun just rising over the fields. The birds were making music and Blake was snoring away. Yup, he ruined it. I was going to make some breakfast but then he woke up and insisted on making it himself. Guessing he wanted to impress me? Well, I'm not impressed.

"Ever since my dad died, my mom really hasn't been...talking I guess. I guess she's just lonely"

I could see in his eyes he was upset. the way they sparkled and the sad smile could say it all. he misses his dad and misses his old mother.

"I'm sorry... my dad and my mom are divorced. My dad works at Vogue, where he would take care of models. Guess one of the models was a little too handsy. She then came banging on our door, claiming she was pregnant. Then my mom, dad, and the woman got into this huge fight. And now I'm here."

I remember, while they were fighting, all I could think about is what's going to happen now? Are my parents going to split up? Will I have to live with miss makeup?

No, I'm not going to let it go that far. if I have to live with her, I'm going to rip her hair out when dad's not looking.

Well, I'm not impressed.

"Ever since my dad died, my mom really hasn't been...talking I guess. I guess she's just lonely"

I could see in his eyes he was upset. the way they sparkled and the sad smile could say it all. he misses his dad and misses his old mother.

The next morning there was divorce papers on the table. I stayed with mom and dad married whatever the hell her name is.

"Yeah, my dad died of cancer."

I look to my bracelet.

"My grandfather died of cancer. I never got to meet him, but he gave my mom a bracelet to give to her first kid. Guess I was the lucky one. Thanks."

I take the eggs and sausge he prepared and listened to the birds. There something peaceful about today. But for some reason, I feel...unsafe. Like something caught in my throat. I can't speak. I can't hear. I can't-

"Uh, Sky? Are you okay? You seem pale."

I looked at him and I breathe. Something weird is happening.

"I'm fine, I think."

What just happened to me? Do I have an allergic reaction to something? Did I choke on something? Was the eggs really that bad?

"Hey, if you aren't feeling well, I can take you home."

"No, I'll be fine."

"Sure?" he looks at me with a smile.

"Sure." I smile back. His smile is contagious.

I watched him as he ate the rest of the food and cleaned. But I mostly was just thinking about my life so far.

As a little girl, we had a troubled family. There would be the occasional fighting. Mostly over small things. Then whenever I entered the room, they would act like they weren't just fighting a few seconds ago. They would hug and kiss, but you could see right through their stiff smiles.

I always thought that was normal. that, that was soppose to happen. Like that happens to every family.

But then one time I had my friends over, and we were going in the room next to them. They asked "Why are your parents fighting?

"Because...they do, everyone's parents do. Don't you see them fight too?"

She looks at my parents then back at me.

"No, my parents love each other. I never saw them fight ever."

As I got older, things became more violent.

There was occasionally clashes from the dishes. Lots of tear. Lots of yelling. Sleeping on the couch "For tonight". Ladies night. Drunk nights. Abuse. Everything horrible. It seemed like every night they found a new way to fight. And everyday it just got worse.

I've gotten hit before, well while my parents were drunk. I'd go to school with a black eye and say its because I'm clumsy. And that's how I got into makeup.

With all my thoughts in my mind, I didn't realize Blake packed our stuff in the truck.

"Ready?"

I get up and walk over to the truck. Gosh, sleeping in the back of a truck does not satisfy your back in any way.

Blake turns on the radio while I look out the window. I get this weird feeling. It feels strong and its giving me a headache. All over the sudden, my phone beeps and I see a restricted number...
DON'T TRUST HIM.
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