Held Captive
Ellie has a passion Craig has a band Spinner has a secret, how will it all end?
Contains; Romance, Discussions about cutting
Pairings; Ellie Spinner, Ashley Craig, Marco Dylan
Chapter Thirteen; Unbroken
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I watch each familiar house go by. Only a couple more until we reach our destination.
"It's right there," I point. Spinner and his father follow my finger. His dad stops in front of the house and I look at Spinner, he looks back at me. "Thanks for everything," I say. He nods.
"Yeah, no problem," he says. I look at his dad.
"Thanks," I grab my bag and open the door of the car. Before slamming it I duck down and look at Spinner. We smile at each other and he gives me a wink. I chuckle a little and close the door. I walk around the car and throw my bag over my shoulder. The car drives off and I stand there looking up at the house. I swallow. This is it. I have to face her. I nod to myself and start up to the house. Somehow it doesn't look the same. It doesn't look mine. The lights are all on and I can hear some music. What the hell? I walk closer to the door. I ring the doorbell. I hear laughs and the door opens. I stare. It's my aunt Mary. I smile politely.
"Hey aunt Mary, I'm home," I say awkwardly. She smiles.
"Eleanor! Is that you? I haven't seen you in so long!" she says happily. She reaches out and grabs me. We hug for a minute then we pull away. "Oh gosh, your mom said you went on trip with your friend um, Ashley, I think it was?" she says thinking. Yeah, a trip, with my best friend Ashley. Right. Thanks mom. "Anyways, hope you had fun!" she said. I smile and nod.
"Where's mom?" I ask. Those words make me scared. Mom.
"She went out for something, but someone else is here to see you," she says in a teasing way. I know I look confused.
"Who?" I ask. She steps away so I can enter. I slowly enter the house which isn't giving off the sent of alcohol. There he is. My dad. Sitting at the table. My face beams. I drop my bags quickly and hurry over to him.
"Dad!" we squeeze each other so hard, he picks me up and gives me a hug. "Oh my gosh! I totally forgot you were coming back today!" I say stupidly after we let go.
"I had to come back for you of course," he grinned. I did too. "How was you're trip?" he asks. I try to keep on my smile. What a trip it was. I clear my throat.
"It-it was great. It was, it was fine," I stumble. He nods.
"Happy you had a great time," he says. I nod. "How was mom?" he asks. Now I know my smile has faded and I can't even try to control it. I stay quiet. "Hunny, you okay?" he asks. I look up at him. His eyebrows rise.
"I'll leave you two alone," Mary says. Then I hear the door slam shut. I still don't say anything. My dad ignores it.
"Ellie, was everything all right while I was gone?" he asks concerned. I take a breath.
"I wasn't on a trip, dad," I say shakily. He stays quiet. I glance up at him. "I was in-"I pause. Just say it, "I was in a mental institution," I say quietly. I know his eyes are wide and surprised.
"Mental institution? What in the world were you doing there?" he asks sound a little uneasy. I glance down at my arm. I bite my lip. "Ellie?" he asks in a mere whisper. I start to hear myself breathe harder. He reaches over and slips down my arm warmer. My arm is split by a long gash pulled together by stitches; it's outlined with thin ones too. I hear myself whimper. This is the last thing I want dad to see.
"I'm sorry," I look up at him with tears formed. He just stares at my face his eyes glassy and his nostrils flair. I hear the door open.
"Oh my gosh that's terrible!" I hear Mary laugh before hearing mom. I turn my head slightly away from dads.
"Mary, jokes are my talent, I can't help it," I hear my mom laugh. Then, I hear nothing but silence and the sniffling of my nose. "Oh, Ellie, you're back," she says a little surprised. I hear her come towards me. She puts her arms around me as if nothing's wrong. "What's wrong?" she asks. She stops rubbing my back and looks down at my clearly visible arm. She gasps and pulls my sleeve up hard and looks at my dad.
"A trip, Angela?" my dad says a little choked up.
"I'll see everyone later," I hear Mary call before leaving. I'm so stuck right now.
"What did you think? I just wasn't going to find out?" he asks. Her hand falls off my back.
"I didn't want you to be worried," she says. I look up at her. "I didn't want you to be scared," she adds. My dad shakes his head.
"This is our daughter, Angela. Our daughter not just yours," amen to that. "If you worry, I should too," he says angrily.
"Well, she has been in a place where they can help her, David. She's better, I know it," she places her hand on my back again. "So there's no need for yelling and all that drama. She needs some rest," she says. I'm happy to see my mom like this. But dad's here, so why wouldn't she be happy- go-lucky? My dad looks at me.
"Is that all that has happened while I was gone, Ellie?" he asks holding onto my shoulders. I look at mom. She looks nervous. I look back at dad. His eyebrows rise for a moment. I swallow and nod.
"Yeah," I say. I look over at mom who doesn't look any different. He takes his hands from my shoulders.
"Are you sure you're okay?" he asks. Before I can speak mom takes me away.
"Oh, David, stop with all the questions, can't you see she's worn out?" she says taking me up the stairs. I look back at dad before agreeing with mom about going upstairs. Once we reach my room I embrace from her hands. My room doesn't look any different. I sit on my own bed for once appreciating what I have. Mom stands in the doorway with her hands tangled in one another. It's silent. Mom rolls her eyes and comes to sit next to me on my bed. I just look at her.
"Ellie," she pauses. She looks at me and smiles. I don't. "I'm sorry," she says. "For everything I've done. I was out of line, I admit. I needed to be there for you instead of against you," she explains.
"Mom, I'm not going to tell dad if that's what you mean," I say. She shakes her head.
"No, no that's not it," she says. "I agreed to get help, for you Eleanor," she puts her hand on mine. I look at her. "I don't want to be this horrible person anymore," she says her eyes teary.
"It's stressful with dad away," I defend.
"That's no excuse," her head hangs as she sniffles. She starts to cry. "My mom hit me," she confesses. I never really heard anything about Grandma. I met her a couple times, but she died a while ago. I couldn't believe she would hit mom though. "And when I realized what I did to you, I wanted to just, just die," she sobbed. I put my hand on her back. She looks up at me. Her eyes red like her nose. "I'm so sorry," she falls into my arms and we hug each other tightly.
"Mom, it'll be all right," I say rubbing her back. I bite my lip. We pull away.
"I don't want to make your life miserable anymore," she says wiping her eyes. I shake my head. She touches my arm. I swallow. "I want this scar to be the last," she whispers. I nod. "I want you to be happy," she adds. We both manage to smile. I hurry to wipe my tears away. We both chuckle a little. "I love you," she whispers. It feels so good to hear her say that again. I grin.
"I love you too, mom," I say that in meaning. She leans over at kisses my forehead.
"Get some rest," she says rising from my bed. I watch her walk out. She glances at me before closing the door. I smile to myself. Mom is changing. I actually believe her; I knew she could do it. If this keeps up, I might just be happy for a change.
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After I a while, I wake up. It seems a little darker outside but I don't mind. I yawn and pull myself up to the edge of my bed. It's quiet in the house. I get up from my bed and start over to my computer. I might have what, two messages? I turn on the screen and hurry to connect. I click 'inbox'. Five new messages. Wow. I click on the first one, Ashley. Oh gosh.
To: PunkRock101
From: PoeticTragedy
Subject: NONE
This email isn't sent to say sorry, because I'm not. I was told to give you your assignments from class, the teachers assume we're still friends, which we aren't. If you weren't skipping school 24/7 we wouldn't have this problem, would we? Ring me 2 get them.
-Ash
Anymore pathetic? She couldn't assault me if her life depended on it.
To: PunkRock101
From: 2Smart4u
Subject: RE: RE: Grapevine Article
Apparently you aren't willing you're piece to be edited, so it won't be published. I did like your piece, but I don't make the rules. You broke them, I was willing to fix them, but you ignored the fact that not everyone is at that mature age to read this. May be next time you'll try to publish your piece in a professional manner.
Liberty Van Zhandt
I roll my eyes. I won't reply this time. I click 'next'. It's Marco.
To: PunkRock101
From: FABulous
Subject: Hey
Where have u been? The band is still waiting for an answer. Spinner has been acting all weird lately, and no one is telling me where u r. Where r u? Email me back ok? Ciao.
3 Marco
To: PunkRock101
From: BadChicken
Subject: You there?
Hey Ellie, are you living? Just wondering what's happening, haven't seen you, where ya been? All right, I'm out, peace
JBrookes
To: BadChicken
From: PunkRock101
Subject: RE: You there?
Jimmy, let everyone know this, I'm alive and I'm here. I've been away but here is proof I'm back. I'll be in school tomorrow so you'll see Ellie in the flesh. I'll talk 2 you all 2marrow.
|Ellie|
I press 'send' and sigh. As I start to jump from my computer, I hear a high-pitched note. I turn back. I chuckle and sit back down.
Spinner: punk rocker u there?
PunkRock101: I have a name
Spinner: Ellie
PunkRock101: Yeah I'm here
Spinner: How's everything going?
PunkRock101: Okay I guess
Spinner: U want me 2 come over?
PunkRock101: No it's okay
Spinner: okay you'll be in school 2marrow?
PunkRock101: Yeah I can't afford to miss anymore school
Spinner: :-*
PunkRock101: You're such a cheese
Spinner: :-******
PunkRock101: Good-bye Spinner
Spinner: 33333 u
PunkRock101: ;-)
[PunkRock101 has signed off]
I can't believe what I'm doing. Dating Gavin Mason, I mean. The one who has been so annoying! Well Monday morning should be a blast. Can't wait to see my best friend Ashley.
A/N: Hope u liked the chap.
: -*= Kissing face
;-)= Wink face
3 = love
Ellie has a passion Craig has a band Spinner has a secret, how will it all end?
Contains; Romance, Discussions about cutting
Pairings; Ellie Spinner, Ashley Craig, Marco Dylan
Chapter Thirteen; Unbroken
+ - + - +
I watch each familiar house go by. Only a couple more until we reach our destination.
"It's right there," I point. Spinner and his father follow my finger. His dad stops in front of the house and I look at Spinner, he looks back at me. "Thanks for everything," I say. He nods.
"Yeah, no problem," he says. I look at his dad.
"Thanks," I grab my bag and open the door of the car. Before slamming it I duck down and look at Spinner. We smile at each other and he gives me a wink. I chuckle a little and close the door. I walk around the car and throw my bag over my shoulder. The car drives off and I stand there looking up at the house. I swallow. This is it. I have to face her. I nod to myself and start up to the house. Somehow it doesn't look the same. It doesn't look mine. The lights are all on and I can hear some music. What the hell? I walk closer to the door. I ring the doorbell. I hear laughs and the door opens. I stare. It's my aunt Mary. I smile politely.
"Hey aunt Mary, I'm home," I say awkwardly. She smiles.
"Eleanor! Is that you? I haven't seen you in so long!" she says happily. She reaches out and grabs me. We hug for a minute then we pull away. "Oh gosh, your mom said you went on trip with your friend um, Ashley, I think it was?" she says thinking. Yeah, a trip, with my best friend Ashley. Right. Thanks mom. "Anyways, hope you had fun!" she said. I smile and nod.
"Where's mom?" I ask. Those words make me scared. Mom.
"She went out for something, but someone else is here to see you," she says in a teasing way. I know I look confused.
"Who?" I ask. She steps away so I can enter. I slowly enter the house which isn't giving off the sent of alcohol. There he is. My dad. Sitting at the table. My face beams. I drop my bags quickly and hurry over to him.
"Dad!" we squeeze each other so hard, he picks me up and gives me a hug. "Oh my gosh! I totally forgot you were coming back today!" I say stupidly after we let go.
"I had to come back for you of course," he grinned. I did too. "How was you're trip?" he asks. I try to keep on my smile. What a trip it was. I clear my throat.
"It-it was great. It was, it was fine," I stumble. He nods.
"Happy you had a great time," he says. I nod. "How was mom?" he asks. Now I know my smile has faded and I can't even try to control it. I stay quiet. "Hunny, you okay?" he asks. I look up at him. His eyebrows rise.
"I'll leave you two alone," Mary says. Then I hear the door slam shut. I still don't say anything. My dad ignores it.
"Ellie, was everything all right while I was gone?" he asks concerned. I take a breath.
"I wasn't on a trip, dad," I say shakily. He stays quiet. I glance up at him. "I was in-"I pause. Just say it, "I was in a mental institution," I say quietly. I know his eyes are wide and surprised.
"Mental institution? What in the world were you doing there?" he asks sound a little uneasy. I glance down at my arm. I bite my lip. "Ellie?" he asks in a mere whisper. I start to hear myself breathe harder. He reaches over and slips down my arm warmer. My arm is split by a long gash pulled together by stitches; it's outlined with thin ones too. I hear myself whimper. This is the last thing I want dad to see.
"I'm sorry," I look up at him with tears formed. He just stares at my face his eyes glassy and his nostrils flair. I hear the door open.
"Oh my gosh that's terrible!" I hear Mary laugh before hearing mom. I turn my head slightly away from dads.
"Mary, jokes are my talent, I can't help it," I hear my mom laugh. Then, I hear nothing but silence and the sniffling of my nose. "Oh, Ellie, you're back," she says a little surprised. I hear her come towards me. She puts her arms around me as if nothing's wrong. "What's wrong?" she asks. She stops rubbing my back and looks down at my clearly visible arm. She gasps and pulls my sleeve up hard and looks at my dad.
"A trip, Angela?" my dad says a little choked up.
"I'll see everyone later," I hear Mary call before leaving. I'm so stuck right now.
"What did you think? I just wasn't going to find out?" he asks. Her hand falls off my back.
"I didn't want you to be worried," she says. I look up at her. "I didn't want you to be scared," she adds. My dad shakes his head.
"This is our daughter, Angela. Our daughter not just yours," amen to that. "If you worry, I should too," he says angrily.
"Well, she has been in a place where they can help her, David. She's better, I know it," she places her hand on my back again. "So there's no need for yelling and all that drama. She needs some rest," she says. I'm happy to see my mom like this. But dad's here, so why wouldn't she be happy- go-lucky? My dad looks at me.
"Is that all that has happened while I was gone, Ellie?" he asks holding onto my shoulders. I look at mom. She looks nervous. I look back at dad. His eyebrows rise for a moment. I swallow and nod.
"Yeah," I say. I look over at mom who doesn't look any different. He takes his hands from my shoulders.
"Are you sure you're okay?" he asks. Before I can speak mom takes me away.
"Oh, David, stop with all the questions, can't you see she's worn out?" she says taking me up the stairs. I look back at dad before agreeing with mom about going upstairs. Once we reach my room I embrace from her hands. My room doesn't look any different. I sit on my own bed for once appreciating what I have. Mom stands in the doorway with her hands tangled in one another. It's silent. Mom rolls her eyes and comes to sit next to me on my bed. I just look at her.
"Ellie," she pauses. She looks at me and smiles. I don't. "I'm sorry," she says. "For everything I've done. I was out of line, I admit. I needed to be there for you instead of against you," she explains.
"Mom, I'm not going to tell dad if that's what you mean," I say. She shakes her head.
"No, no that's not it," she says. "I agreed to get help, for you Eleanor," she puts her hand on mine. I look at her. "I don't want to be this horrible person anymore," she says her eyes teary.
"It's stressful with dad away," I defend.
"That's no excuse," her head hangs as she sniffles. She starts to cry. "My mom hit me," she confesses. I never really heard anything about Grandma. I met her a couple times, but she died a while ago. I couldn't believe she would hit mom though. "And when I realized what I did to you, I wanted to just, just die," she sobbed. I put my hand on her back. She looks up at me. Her eyes red like her nose. "I'm so sorry," she falls into my arms and we hug each other tightly.
"Mom, it'll be all right," I say rubbing her back. I bite my lip. We pull away.
"I don't want to make your life miserable anymore," she says wiping her eyes. I shake my head. She touches my arm. I swallow. "I want this scar to be the last," she whispers. I nod. "I want you to be happy," she adds. We both manage to smile. I hurry to wipe my tears away. We both chuckle a little. "I love you," she whispers. It feels so good to hear her say that again. I grin.
"I love you too, mom," I say that in meaning. She leans over at kisses my forehead.
"Get some rest," she says rising from my bed. I watch her walk out. She glances at me before closing the door. I smile to myself. Mom is changing. I actually believe her; I knew she could do it. If this keeps up, I might just be happy for a change.
+ - + - +
After I a while, I wake up. It seems a little darker outside but I don't mind. I yawn and pull myself up to the edge of my bed. It's quiet in the house. I get up from my bed and start over to my computer. I might have what, two messages? I turn on the screen and hurry to connect. I click 'inbox'. Five new messages. Wow. I click on the first one, Ashley. Oh gosh.
To: PunkRock101
From: PoeticTragedy
Subject: NONE
This email isn't sent to say sorry, because I'm not. I was told to give you your assignments from class, the teachers assume we're still friends, which we aren't. If you weren't skipping school 24/7 we wouldn't have this problem, would we? Ring me 2 get them.
-Ash
Anymore pathetic? She couldn't assault me if her life depended on it.
To: PunkRock101
From: 2Smart4u
Subject: RE: RE: Grapevine Article
Apparently you aren't willing you're piece to be edited, so it won't be published. I did like your piece, but I don't make the rules. You broke them, I was willing to fix them, but you ignored the fact that not everyone is at that mature age to read this. May be next time you'll try to publish your piece in a professional manner.
Liberty Van Zhandt
I roll my eyes. I won't reply this time. I click 'next'. It's Marco.
To: PunkRock101
From: FABulous
Subject: Hey
Where have u been? The band is still waiting for an answer. Spinner has been acting all weird lately, and no one is telling me where u r. Where r u? Email me back ok? Ciao.
3 Marco
To: PunkRock101
From: BadChicken
Subject: You there?
Hey Ellie, are you living? Just wondering what's happening, haven't seen you, where ya been? All right, I'm out, peace
JBrookes
To: BadChicken
From: PunkRock101
Subject: RE: You there?
Jimmy, let everyone know this, I'm alive and I'm here. I've been away but here is proof I'm back. I'll be in school tomorrow so you'll see Ellie in the flesh. I'll talk 2 you all 2marrow.
|Ellie|
I press 'send' and sigh. As I start to jump from my computer, I hear a high-pitched note. I turn back. I chuckle and sit back down.
Spinner: punk rocker u there?
PunkRock101: I have a name
Spinner: Ellie
PunkRock101: Yeah I'm here
Spinner: How's everything going?
PunkRock101: Okay I guess
Spinner: U want me 2 come over?
PunkRock101: No it's okay
Spinner: okay you'll be in school 2marrow?
PunkRock101: Yeah I can't afford to miss anymore school
Spinner: :-*
PunkRock101: You're such a cheese
Spinner: :-******
PunkRock101: Good-bye Spinner
Spinner: 33333 u
PunkRock101: ;-)
[PunkRock101 has signed off]
I can't believe what I'm doing. Dating Gavin Mason, I mean. The one who has been so annoying! Well Monday morning should be a blast. Can't wait to see my best friend Ashley.
A/N: Hope u liked the chap.
: -*= Kissing face
;-)= Wink face
3 = love