Chapter Two
***Scott/Steven***
"So, how's life been treating you, Scotty boy?" Steven asked as they were walking. "Oh, shitty until up to 7 months ago, but it suddenly got shitty again about 5 minutes ago." "FUnny funny." Steven muttered. "And by the way, if you touch Kristin I'll kill you. I don't know what you did but I saw her terrified holding onto her father's arm." Scott told him face-to- face. "What? WHatcha talkin about? Whose her father?" "Her father is Peter SCarbrow and her mother is Sophie. And again I don't know what the hell you did but the last time I saw her like that was when she got back from her sperm doner's little trip and this is worse." Kristin never answered when anyone called her biological father her dad, so he was either sperm doner or asshole. Scott picked asshole but decided not to push it with Steven. "I didn't do anything to that little brat." Steven said.
SCott shoved her against the dorm outside. "I know you did and if I find out and it's anything worse than regular sibling rivalry you'll feel my fist upside that little blonde head of yours." Scott said and shoved him against it again. "Hey, Scott, stop NOW!" Sophie yelled from the den. "I don't wanna talk to your scum-ass." Scott said and walked off.
***Peter's office***
"So what was wrong back there?" Peter asked, rubbing his sore arm. Kristin shrugged. "Okay...why were you holding onto my arm?" Shrug. "Okay...why didn't you hug your brother?" Shrug. "DO you know how to talk?" Shrug. "Kristin...please don't do this again," Peter said softly. Surprinsingly, she didn't shrug. "Why were you scared?" He asked. "We weren't the best of friends?" She tried. "Try again." Kristin thought of an "Incident" that happened when she was 10 and her brother was 14...at his "obsessed with fire" stage.
***Flashback***
"Hey, K-Doe come here!" Steven called, using the nickname he called his sister when he wanted something. "What?" She asked suspiciously, appearing from behind the door. "COme to the car with me." He said and she slowly followed him outside. "Get in the trunk!" He demanded. "NO!" She screamed and tried to run off but he grabbed her by the waist and flung her in. He slammed the trunk shut and walked to the front of the car and lit it on fire. He grinned at the fists hammering on the trunk. He whipped around when he heard a neighbor screaming. He grabbed the key that was in Steven's hand and opened the trunk and grabbed Kristin as the other guy grabbed the hose. The guy who was now trying to soothe Kristin stood up and slapped Steven as hard as he could across the face. Steven didn't flinch. He just stared straight at his trembling, sobbing sister.
***End of flashback***
Was that safe to tell Peter about? So he wouldn't suspect the truth? That he had molested her almost everynight and beat her even after her dad had just used the belt on her?
"O-o-once he tried to kill me, I think. He set the front of the car on fire after he had put me in the trunk. I've just been scared since." She lied. Peter doubted this, but he didn't say anything. "You know you can talk to me or Sophie about anything, right?" He said. "Yes, daddy," She said. She had never called her asshole daddy-or even dad except when she was scared or begging for him to stop hitting her.
Peter smiled and they walked to the den. Sophie stopped them right before that got inside. "Kristin, why don't you go inside?" Sophie said. "OKay." She said and walked inside. She saw Scott was glaring at Steven. THe only empty seat was next to Steven, but it eas enough space for 3 people. She waited near the door until Soph and Peter came in. When they did Peter didn't say anything about her not sitting next to Steven, he sat next to Steven, Kristin sat next to him, and Sophie sat next to her.
"So, who wants to explain what group is to Steven?" Sophie asked. "Oohhh I do!" Shelby exclaimed. Scott gave her a Look. "Well...you didn't seem to care before!" She whispered to him and he rolled his eyes. "Okay Shel." "Group is where we express what we're feeling or answer the oh-so- great questions that Peter or Sophie asks!" SHelby said in a sugar-sweet voice.
"Uh...yeah." Peter said as a few kids giggled. "SO what are the oh-so- wonderful questions today?" Ezra mocked. "THe oh-so-wonderful question is tell your moment that was the worst.." Peter said, aiming the question at Kristin. Kristin froze. Her whole life up to Horizon had been one bad moment. Finally she decided to just not answer. She had done that when she first came a couple of times.
"Steven, you first," Peter said. "When my mom left because I didn't know what would happen with our wonderful little family." he said sarcastically. SO HE HAD KNOWN! Kristin's thought screamed in her mind. "Okay...Shelby." Peter said next, eyeing any commynication that Kristin and Steven had. "When my mom married Walt. Do I really have to say more?" "Scott." "When I found out my parents split. It killed me." Everyone went on and finally Peter called on Kristin. She didn't say anything. "Kristin, come on," Peter said, exasperated. Nothing. He looked over her shoulder and as he did Kristin looked over at Steven who was glaring at her, but broke the glare when Peter looked back.
***Scott/Steven***
"So, how's life been treating you, Scotty boy?" Steven asked as they were walking. "Oh, shitty until up to 7 months ago, but it suddenly got shitty again about 5 minutes ago." "FUnny funny." Steven muttered. "And by the way, if you touch Kristin I'll kill you. I don't know what you did but I saw her terrified holding onto her father's arm." Scott told him face-to- face. "What? WHatcha talkin about? Whose her father?" "Her father is Peter SCarbrow and her mother is Sophie. And again I don't know what the hell you did but the last time I saw her like that was when she got back from her sperm doner's little trip and this is worse." Kristin never answered when anyone called her biological father her dad, so he was either sperm doner or asshole. Scott picked asshole but decided not to push it with Steven. "I didn't do anything to that little brat." Steven said.
SCott shoved her against the dorm outside. "I know you did and if I find out and it's anything worse than regular sibling rivalry you'll feel my fist upside that little blonde head of yours." Scott said and shoved him against it again. "Hey, Scott, stop NOW!" Sophie yelled from the den. "I don't wanna talk to your scum-ass." Scott said and walked off.
***Peter's office***
"So what was wrong back there?" Peter asked, rubbing his sore arm. Kristin shrugged. "Okay...why were you holding onto my arm?" Shrug. "Okay...why didn't you hug your brother?" Shrug. "DO you know how to talk?" Shrug. "Kristin...please don't do this again," Peter said softly. Surprinsingly, she didn't shrug. "Why were you scared?" He asked. "We weren't the best of friends?" She tried. "Try again." Kristin thought of an "Incident" that happened when she was 10 and her brother was 14...at his "obsessed with fire" stage.
***Flashback***
"Hey, K-Doe come here!" Steven called, using the nickname he called his sister when he wanted something. "What?" She asked suspiciously, appearing from behind the door. "COme to the car with me." He said and she slowly followed him outside. "Get in the trunk!" He demanded. "NO!" She screamed and tried to run off but he grabbed her by the waist and flung her in. He slammed the trunk shut and walked to the front of the car and lit it on fire. He grinned at the fists hammering on the trunk. He whipped around when he heard a neighbor screaming. He grabbed the key that was in Steven's hand and opened the trunk and grabbed Kristin as the other guy grabbed the hose. The guy who was now trying to soothe Kristin stood up and slapped Steven as hard as he could across the face. Steven didn't flinch. He just stared straight at his trembling, sobbing sister.
***End of flashback***
Was that safe to tell Peter about? So he wouldn't suspect the truth? That he had molested her almost everynight and beat her even after her dad had just used the belt on her?
"O-o-once he tried to kill me, I think. He set the front of the car on fire after he had put me in the trunk. I've just been scared since." She lied. Peter doubted this, but he didn't say anything. "You know you can talk to me or Sophie about anything, right?" He said. "Yes, daddy," She said. She had never called her asshole daddy-or even dad except when she was scared or begging for him to stop hitting her.
Peter smiled and they walked to the den. Sophie stopped them right before that got inside. "Kristin, why don't you go inside?" Sophie said. "OKay." She said and walked inside. She saw Scott was glaring at Steven. THe only empty seat was next to Steven, but it eas enough space for 3 people. She waited near the door until Soph and Peter came in. When they did Peter didn't say anything about her not sitting next to Steven, he sat next to Steven, Kristin sat next to him, and Sophie sat next to her.
"So, who wants to explain what group is to Steven?" Sophie asked. "Oohhh I do!" Shelby exclaimed. Scott gave her a Look. "Well...you didn't seem to care before!" She whispered to him and he rolled his eyes. "Okay Shel." "Group is where we express what we're feeling or answer the oh-so- great questions that Peter or Sophie asks!" SHelby said in a sugar-sweet voice.
"Uh...yeah." Peter said as a few kids giggled. "SO what are the oh-so- wonderful questions today?" Ezra mocked. "THe oh-so-wonderful question is tell your moment that was the worst.." Peter said, aiming the question at Kristin. Kristin froze. Her whole life up to Horizon had been one bad moment. Finally she decided to just not answer. She had done that when she first came a couple of times.
"Steven, you first," Peter said. "When my mom left because I didn't know what would happen with our wonderful little family." he said sarcastically. SO HE HAD KNOWN! Kristin's thought screamed in her mind. "Okay...Shelby." Peter said next, eyeing any commynication that Kristin and Steven had. "When my mom married Walt. Do I really have to say more?" "Scott." "When I found out my parents split. It killed me." Everyone went on and finally Peter called on Kristin. She didn't say anything. "Kristin, come on," Peter said, exasperated. Nothing. He looked over her shoulder and as he did Kristin looked over at Steven who was glaring at her, but broke the glare when Peter looked back.
