Beca walked into Addy's bathroom and sat next to her. To Beca surprise Addy wasn't leaning over the toilet but just sat next to it but then she was very thankful she didn't have to deal with sick.
"Hey!" Addy just looked at her with death behind the eye.
"I know it sucks." Beca said sitting down inside the empty bath. As Addy shuffled over to the bath as she rested her head on the side as Beca stoked Addy's hair.
"Everything's going to be different now, isn't it?" Addy mumbled.
"Yeah. You will have to... but on a brave face at school. You can't tell anyone, even if they believe you and say that they will help you can't tell them or give them a reason to think anything is wrong at school. Your going to have to talk to your teachers about stopping the help and hopefully they will email mom and tell her you are not coming so that mom will know and be happy. You can get your grades up some way. We will help with homework which will boost your grades. This weekend we will teach you the magic of makeup even though you have perfect skin. Which then will help cover bruises and if you get any worse then it won't look suspicious that you suddenly have make up on. Also we will try and get you out of PE for a week or so until your back heals and if not then you will need to get dressed in the toilet so no one sees your back and you need to put makeup on you wrists where it's bruised. We will help okay. Lastly, we don't talk about this to Emily." Beca paused as she was interrupted.
"Why? If she asks then can't she know? She wasn't there and maybe she just wants to help."
"Addy, no. We barely talk about what happened with each other. Right now, we aren't talking about what happened, we are talking about what happened because of it. We tried to always keep it from both of you but we can't do that anymore but we can save it from her. She doesn't need to know. Think about it Addy, if you are going to tell her then you have to relive it yourself. Because I don't know about you but I never... ever... want to do that... ... again." Beca's voice cracked at memories of last night creeping back into her brain. The sound of it belt cracking again her back. Addy shrieking and her face after. The fear that was in her face just from screaming in pain. The silent tears the streamed down Addy's face scared to make a sound. Her hyperventilating from the pain. The smell of burning flesh and blood and sweat swirling around the air. Beca stood up and claimed out of the bath tub and made her way to the door wiping the uncontrollable tears that were coming down her face.
" I am going to make you some breakfast I will call you when it's down." Beca mumbled.
"I don't think I could keep any food down. I don't really want breakfast."
"Addy, you need to eat!"
"Why can't I eat it up here why do I have to come down stairs."
"Because you bathroom smells of puke and you room smells horrible. While you are downstairs Stacie or I will clean your room or something okay? Get in to something comfortable. I would but on something lose and not on you back." Beca finished and then ran down stairs and when she got to the kitchen she broke down in tears. She was trying desperately to hold them in which only made them louder.
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Legacy
FanfictionEvery knows the Mitchell sisters but how well do they really know them. Addy, the youngest sister, is beginning high school and wants people to like her for being her not just a Mitchell sister. Can people Like her for being her or will they judge...
