The morning sun was shining throught the windows and waking up the house. A girl lay
sprawled over her bed and was trying hard not to wake up but failing badly. There was
a knock on the door and before she could answere a boy stepped in. He was her age and
was standing in his jeans with no shirt. She turned around and watched him sleepily.
´Get up. NOW! ´
His voice was harsh and it scared her. She sat up in the bed and looked at him. The
door had closed behind him either because he had shut it or because of the wind.
´Wha? ´
She wasn't clear with the fact that he was staring at her with a murdering glare
and got up and started to get ready for a day at school. She threw on jeans and a t
shirt that matched nicely and let her hair hang loose as normal.
´I aske.. ´
´I heard you and I'll tell you what. Don't play that stupid innocent role
when you've done something. You have
never been able to take care of your self and you have always come crashing to me for
support but tell you what those days are over.´
The last weeks had been terrible. They had gone back to Minnesota and thats where the
fighting had taken place. Their family was clashing against each other as their parents
turned everything to worse as they and the rest of their big family got into fits.All week
long! There was talking about moving the childeren, divorces, family honor, money
problems, moving, alcohol, houses, hate and shouting matches. Brandon had delt with it on
his own way. He had gone for the shouting and exploded at his sister for everything that
happened, good or bad. She delt with it by stopping to eat. She constantly cried and
started taking pills to loose more weight. She locked herself into the bethroom all day
and only come out to sleep at night, sometimes not then. He had noticed. He knew no one
else had. He was the main sorce of paying attention to at the family "feast" or what ever
it was named. It was no ones problem that Brenda had fainted in the plane coming back to LA.
He had been sitting with her behind everybody else so it was not obvious but no one checked
. No one wanted bothered to. He knew he should be there for her but when he did the shouting
downstairs reached him and he screamed at her not knowing why.
He looked at her as she walked past him. She had her bag hanging over er shoulders and some
books in her hands. No breakfast today either? He had stopped caring now. As he passed the
grown ups they where fighting again. He stalked out after grabbing a quick sandwish and went
to school. First time in two weeks.
She walked down to the locker as footsteps behind her died away. She missed Brandon. She
miss
ed him very much indeed and was skipping meals a way of getting him back then she would.
If she starved herelfe enough he would notice, maybe. Her friends certanly had. She felt
two hands on her shoulders and soft ips on her cheeks, one at a time. Dropping the books
into her bag a she turned around. Behind her Dylan was looking at her with scared
expression in his eyes. Thwy where worried.
´What? ´
In the background she could see Steve and Brandon talking. Steve looked at her and
smiled and she weakly smiled back trying to keep up the good impression.
´Whats wrong? You've lost weight! ´
´Nice to see you too. Nothings wrong. Youre accusing me of what exactly? What? ´
She lost it an dthrew her bag at him as she turned around and walked out. Tears where
forming in her eyes and she dried them away. She made it a few steps as she realised
that to get out she needed to pass Steve and Brandon she roughly pushed Brandon away
and walked behind him. She felt a hand on her arm again but it held her, not gently
but it didn't hurt she couldn't move and she turned to see who was holding her. The eyes
that where looking at her were the same as before this time gentle and inquiering.
`Don't tuch me.. Let me go! ´
She tried to run but didn't get far as he held her.
`Talk to me Brenda! ´
She was crying now and didn't notice the stunned look on Steves face.
`Let her run away, its all she can do! ´
The voice was Brandons this tie and it wasn't much better. the hand holding her let go and
she ran.. All the way home and into her bedroom where she locked the door to stay and
never come out again.
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Later the three boys where gathered in Brandons room and all where slightly un nerved.
´What's wrong with her? ´
Steve looked at Dylan and then they both looked at Brandon.
`Don't know, don't care... ´
´How canyousaythat,youwheresoclosebefore...´
Íknow,itsjust...´
But what was it just...Cindy and Jim had had to stay in Minnesotato sort out somefamily affairs
and no kids where cared for there. They had com back to living with their aunts new husband and
his friends. It was´nt at all the same as before. He looked up and saw his friends genuinly concerned
faces.
And so he told them everything. About the crying, the shouting matches, her weight loosing and no one noticing anymore.
´BRANDON!!!!!´
They all looked up as the screaming had startedin the bedroom connected with a bathroom. THey looked
at each otherand Brandon stood up!
´I think I should try to handle this...
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AS he walked into Brendas bedroom he noticed the clotheson the floor and the mess that had becomeof it all.. She was lyingon the
floor wearing the same as earlier that day.He walked over ot her andshook her, hard but there was no responce!
´Shit. SHIT!´
sprawled over her bed and was trying hard not to wake up but failing badly. There was
a knock on the door and before she could answere a boy stepped in. He was her age and
was standing in his jeans with no shirt. She turned around and watched him sleepily.
´Get up. NOW! ´
His voice was harsh and it scared her. She sat up in the bed and looked at him. The
door had closed behind him either because he had shut it or because of the wind.
´Wha? ´
She wasn't clear with the fact that he was staring at her with a murdering glare
and got up and started to get ready for a day at school. She threw on jeans and a t
shirt that matched nicely and let her hair hang loose as normal.
´I aske.. ´
´I heard you and I'll tell you what. Don't play that stupid innocent role
when you've done something. You have
never been able to take care of your self and you have always come crashing to me for
support but tell you what those days are over.´
The last weeks had been terrible. They had gone back to Minnesota and thats where the
fighting had taken place. Their family was clashing against each other as their parents
turned everything to worse as they and the rest of their big family got into fits.All week
long! There was talking about moving the childeren, divorces, family honor, money
problems, moving, alcohol, houses, hate and shouting matches. Brandon had delt with it on
his own way. He had gone for the shouting and exploded at his sister for everything that
happened, good or bad. She delt with it by stopping to eat. She constantly cried and
started taking pills to loose more weight. She locked herself into the bethroom all day
and only come out to sleep at night, sometimes not then. He had noticed. He knew no one
else had. He was the main sorce of paying attention to at the family "feast" or what ever
it was named. It was no ones problem that Brenda had fainted in the plane coming back to LA.
He had been sitting with her behind everybody else so it was not obvious but no one checked
. No one wanted bothered to. He knew he should be there for her but when he did the shouting
downstairs reached him and he screamed at her not knowing why.
He looked at her as she walked past him. She had her bag hanging over er shoulders and some
books in her hands. No breakfast today either? He had stopped caring now. As he passed the
grown ups they where fighting again. He stalked out after grabbing a quick sandwish and went
to school. First time in two weeks.
She walked down to the locker as footsteps behind her died away. She missed Brandon. She
miss
ed him very much indeed and was skipping meals a way of getting him back then she would.
If she starved herelfe enough he would notice, maybe. Her friends certanly had. She felt
two hands on her shoulders and soft ips on her cheeks, one at a time. Dropping the books
into her bag a she turned around. Behind her Dylan was looking at her with scared
expression in his eyes. Thwy where worried.
´What? ´
In the background she could see Steve and Brandon talking. Steve looked at her and
smiled and she weakly smiled back trying to keep up the good impression.
´Whats wrong? You've lost weight! ´
´Nice to see you too. Nothings wrong. Youre accusing me of what exactly? What? ´
She lost it an dthrew her bag at him as she turned around and walked out. Tears where
forming in her eyes and she dried them away. She made it a few steps as she realised
that to get out she needed to pass Steve and Brandon she roughly pushed Brandon away
and walked behind him. She felt a hand on her arm again but it held her, not gently
but it didn't hurt she couldn't move and she turned to see who was holding her. The eyes
that where looking at her were the same as before this time gentle and inquiering.
`Don't tuch me.. Let me go! ´
She tried to run but didn't get far as he held her.
`Talk to me Brenda! ´
She was crying now and didn't notice the stunned look on Steves face.
`Let her run away, its all she can do! ´
The voice was Brandons this tie and it wasn't much better. the hand holding her let go and
she ran.. All the way home and into her bedroom where she locked the door to stay and
never come out again.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Later the three boys where gathered in Brandons room and all where slightly un nerved.
´What's wrong with her? ´
Steve looked at Dylan and then they both looked at Brandon.
`Don't know, don't care... ´
´How canyousaythat,youwheresoclosebefore...´
Íknow,itsjust...´
But what was it just...Cindy and Jim had had to stay in Minnesotato sort out somefamily affairs
and no kids where cared for there. They had com back to living with their aunts new husband and
his friends. It was´nt at all the same as before. He looked up and saw his friends genuinly concerned
faces.
And so he told them everything. About the crying, the shouting matches, her weight loosing and no one noticing anymore.
´BRANDON!!!!!´
They all looked up as the screaming had startedin the bedroom connected with a bathroom. THey looked
at each otherand Brandon stood up!
´I think I should try to handle this...
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
AS he walked into Brendas bedroom he noticed the clotheson the floor and the mess that had becomeof it all.. She was lyingon the
floor wearing the same as earlier that day.He walked over ot her andshook her, hard but there was no responce!
´Shit. SHIT!´