Rebel Love Song

The Great Actor Fumbles

Skylar's P.OV

I met Vic no more than 30 minutes ago yet here I was sobbing on his shoulder. "Hey I just met you and this is crazy but here you are crying on my shoulder" I sorta laughed at his failed attempt to be funny. I wiped my eyes and sniffled "sorry for ruining the song and making you stop singing" he chuckled "you're something else Skylar, now you wanna tell me what happened? " I played with my thumbs "nothing I'm fine, I promise" he exhaled heavily "did I ask you if you were fine? No. Now please tell me what's wrong, cause something obviously is. I want to help you" I took in a shaky breath "it's a long story that's really painful. I don't even think Abby knows everything" he rubbed my back reassuringly "I want to know" I looked at him "everything?" He smiled "everything"

Thus I launched into my story

" I had a twin brother named Slade that died about a year ago. He and I were inseparable from birth." I chuckled a bit "we were the perfect siblings. Umm when we were born our dad and his side of the family decided that they didn't want anything to do with us anymore. So my mom was a single parent with four kids to support. When I turned two she met my step dad. It was all great until Slade and I turned 9." I took a shaky breath in and slowly exhaled

"He would get drunk and yell. At first that's all it was, yelling. Then one day he pushed me on the ground and started screaming at me. He told my to stand up, me being so young I just sat there crying. He pulled me up by my hair and started whipping me with his belt. My butt, back, legs, shoulders, and thighs. He stormed off and soon fell asleep.  The next day I had red marks everywhere and had to hide then during P.E by sitting out cause the shorts showed the puffy skin. Slade was at a friends house so he didn't witness anything

A day or two later he was drunk again. He pushed my mom on the ground and kicked her. I yelled at him to stop but he didn't do anything but slap me. Slade was shocked that he would do such a thing so he just stood there silently crying.

Every weekend he would get drunk and everything would be on repeat. It was a normal thing till I was in 5th grade. It got worse, much worse" I choked back a sob and bit my lip as I relived the memory

                                   *flashback*

"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU ARE AT NIGHT?!" I put my dish in the sink as my dad was yelling at my mom "YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW YOU'RE SLEPING AROUND! PUTA!!" My mom had tears running down her face "YOU ONLY THINK THAT CAUSE YOU HAVE A GUILTY CONSCIENCE! I'M WORKING NOT DRINKING" My dad threw his plate at the wall shattering the plastic as the food flew everywher. My mom tried running away but he grabbed her hair and pulled her back "let go!  That hurts!" He chuckled and pulled her hair harder "does it? *pull* does it? *pull*" she let out a scream and he grabbed her throat. I screamed "let go!" He looked at me and clenched her throat tighter "I  *gasp*  can't *gasp*  breathe! " my mom struggled and I just stood there. He finally let her go and threw her to the ground as he went to go smoke outside

                            * Present tense*

" we cleaned up the mess but it wasn't over. " I had tears down my cheek and snot in my nose

"Shh shh you don't have to finish it, I'm sorry I pushed you to tell me" he rubbed my back but I shook my head "no it's fine I might as well finish"

The air turned colder and Vic gave me his jacket when he saw I was shivering. I took a deep breath and continued

"That night all I heard was arguing till my dad fell asleep.  Slade was on my bed crying when I finally went in there. He held me and we both fell asleep. The next morning my parents went back to the usual. They talked, kissed, laughed, and I was confused. That day my mom tried brushing my long hair and I was crying cause it hurt, she would yank it and pull it harshly.  Well my dad was hungover and kept telling me to be quiet but I was young and pain meant to cry. Finally he slapped me. I landed on the ground and saw blood. My nose was heavily bleeding and so was my mouth. I was practically spitting up blood.

Slade came out of his room and helped me to the bathroom. The thing that hurt the most? My mom didn't do anything she just looked at me saying "he told you to be quiet" about three minutes later my dad opened the bathroom door, yanked my by my hair, telling me to stop faking it and to continue my chores.

I didn't understand how you could fake so much blood but I just put toilet paper in my nose and swallowed the blood. Slade went to a friends house that night. I went to bed early.  Most fell asleep to a story or a lullaby, me? I fell asleep to my parents arguing.

One night it got really bad and I did something I regret to this day. I waited till everyone was asleep and then I-"

I wiped away the tears and snot. I took a deep breath "are you sure you want to continue?" He asked

"Yeah. I - I unscrewed the blade from a small hand held pencil sharpener and I let my arm bleed"

I heard soft whispered words of "Skylar, you didn't" I bit my trembling lip and spoke

"I didnt know what to do. My parents were fighting almost everyday and I, I just needed a release" Vic hugged me "lets not continue ok? For my sake?" I nodded and sobbed. He quickly got up and ran towards the busses but before he did he whispered something,  something that sounded like "and so the great actor fumbles"

I sat there with his jacket, shivering, crying, and repeating his words

"And so the great actor fumbles"

A/N no this is not how this ends, there is a part 2. I will post it tomorrow after I finish homework