I sat on the roll out couch with the television on. I was in the hotel alone most days during the past two years with the final year of high school coming up. I had dyed my hair a darker shade of lavender, wore black clothes, and a shade of bright red lipstick. I was forced into therapy by the woman I no longer called mom in my mind because, it felt wrong on many levels. Out loud, I still called Carey mom, but the truth was I had distanced myself so far from the twins, and her.
As much as Zack tried to talk to me I tuned him out whereas Cody avoided me, and occasionally sent me glares. Two years ago, and the roles of them had been switched to Zack hating me, and Cody being my best friend. Ever since his 'I love you' text I closed myself off from not just them, but the others. I barely even smiled at the therapist who kept encouraging me to open up, and talk. I didn't want to hurt anybody else or bring them down so I tried my hardest to stay invisible, and I was not eating much food.
What should've been a break was more than a break alright, but it wasn't the right kind of break. I had basically become a mute until a few days later.
"Cassidy, I have some wonderful news for you, and someone I'd like you to meet." Ariana Stoker informed me with her light brown hair, dark eyes, skinny figure, and glasses. She was my therapist, and she caused me nausea.
"Yes, Ariana?" I rose an eyebrow in question at her. I mentally cursed myself for finally uttering a word to her.
"Come in, Quinn." Ariana called, and a tall woman with dirty blonde hair, and silver blue eyes walked into the office with a grin on her face, and a smirk in her eyes.
My heart dropped as I realized when I saw myself in the mirror most days; my eyes were dull, and lifeless. I sighed, and noticed the woman staring at me like I was prize she won.
"Who is- Who are you?" I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion.
"Don't you recognize me darlin'? I'm your mother." Quinn gave me an innocent smile.
My anger rose up in me. This bimbo could not be my mother, she was way too tall.
Ariana cleared her throat, and both of our eyes landed on her.
"I have your birth certificate." Ariana gave us both a sweet smile.
"How do you have-"
"Would you like to know who your father is?" Quinn cut me off.
I sighed, and stared up at the bimbo.
"Fine." I muttered, and she made sure to keep the answer simple.
"Marion Moseby." She answered as I rolled my eyes.
"You've got to be kidding me, right? Mr. Moseby can't be my father or he would have told me." I scoffed, and waved the thought away.
"Uh, here's the proof." Ariana practically shoved the birth certificate underneath my nose.
I found that both women were telling the truth as my anger continued rising. The truth was right in front of my face even after I had given up searching for the truth. I stood up to go, and shot Stoker a small smile. I was about to leave when my phone vibrated. I looked to find a nasty text message.
To: "Her" 😡
From: Cody
Mom says dinner is ready, and we'll be heading for the S.S. Tipton soon.
Sighing at the text, I decided to try to patch things up with him. I hoped things would get back on track, and I'd wake up from my nightmare. I had something new to distract me all year.
To: My Ex- Bestie 😳
From: Cassidy
Bro, can't we try to make things right, and be friends again? I miss hanging out, and getting along. You know I have problems.
I stuffed my phone in my jacket pocket, and hurried back to the hotel. I was back to thinking suicidal thoughts, and I was very good at not letting anyone know I was harming myself again. I had a new plan of starving myself to death when nobody was looking with the probably being that only one person was looking. I walked into the suite, and found three familiar faces at the table with food on their plates ready to eat. The three of us had truly grown, and changed over the past two years as the twins looked better I looked unhealthier, but I managed to hide it all this time.
"How did your session go?" Carey asked me with a warm smile on her face.
I'll never forget the day she was on board after she found out that I had attempted to kill myself. I know she still worried about me, but I played everything off so well that I even scared myself a little.
"My biological mom is a bimbo, and somehow, my biological father is Moseby. It went disgustingly bad." I got it out, and tried to keep a distance from the table. I had no energy left in my soul any more to care or even try as something new washed over me.
"Mr. Moseby as the hotel manager as in the-?"
"Yes, mom. I'm pretty sure that's the only Mr. Moseby we know." Cody answered, cutting her off with a distant look in his green eyes. He seemed different, and less alive as I noticed the same with Zack.
What was going on with the world?
"Ah, well, at least you'll have something new to look forward to in your new, and final year at Seven Seas high. Oh, I made your favorite for dinner, Cassidy." Carey gave me a warm smile, and gestured for me to join them at the table.
I breathed out, and anxiously took a seat. I stared at the food like it was an alien from another planet that I was going to taste.
"I'm not really hungry." I protested as a stern look washed over her face, and I knew the woman meant business.
"You're looking skinnier than usual, and paler. You need to get some meat on your bones." Carey informed me as a grim expression overtook me.
I sighed, and forced myself to eat. It was difficult keeping the food down, but I somehow managed to. I didn't know what the final year would be like whereas the only thing I was sure of was that I'd be forced to share the same cabin with Zack like I had been forced to ever since that day with James.
Speaking of James, the dude had managed to kill himself with a disgusting note left behind. It was disgusting because, he was in love with his own cousin who previously had taken her own life two years ago.
I shivered at the memory with an uncertain feeling for the new school year.
