Chapter Two- Broken
And the stars just sit there And glimmer like they don't notice How we're dying inside. And the rain still pours And mocks us in our deaths. And the world goes on When all the hearts are broken. Unknown
FLASHBACK
"Where the HELL do you think you're going?" Mr. Lipenowski, Daisy's father shouted as she opened the door to leave the house.
"Out," She replied keeping her answer discrete.
"Says who?" he asked narrowing his eyes at her in anger.
"My friends." Daisy answered simply. She wasn't about to give him any details concerning her night. The truth was she was going out to a wild party with some guys. Her intent was to get as drunk and/or high as possible and do things she would regret in the morning. This was her wish, it was after all HER birthday.
"You're not going anywhere," he said approaching her quickly and slamming the door in her face before she got a chance to sneak out.
"WHY NOT!" Daisy screamed back at him with just as much rage.
"Because I am your father and I said so now get out of this hallway and back into this house this instant!"
"NO!"
He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the room.
"Now you listen to me little girl. Your mother has baked a cake for you and you're going to eat it NOW!" he threw her onto the couch and stormed into the kitchen. When he returned Daisy's mother was right in front of him stumbling slightly from her over consumption of alcohol as she carried a cake into the room. Daisy fought with all her might to try not to let the angry tears fall from her eyes.
"Happy birthday baby," Daisy's mother slurred as she set the cake down onto the table. In one swift movement while trying to push the cake towards Daisy, her mother stumbled towards Daisy's father. His immediate reaction was to throw her up against the wall.
"What do you think you're doing WOMAN!" he spit at her as she sank to the floor. "GET UP!" he shouted kicking her. "I SAID GET UP!"
Daisy's mother stumbled to get up but fell once again as her drunkenness over came her. Daisy closed her eyes as her fathers voice filled her ears, until the screaming of her mother became so loud that she couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed the cake, threw it at him and bolted towards the door. She ran with all her might down the street until she reached the small cemetery down the road where she hid behind some tombstones. She remembered hearing her father calling out her name but she didn't answer. She opted instead to spend the night with the dead, people who couldn't hurt her. What she wouldn't give to be like the people below her, a member of the unliving...
Crazy isn't broken, It's just you... Or me... Amplified. "Girl Interrupted"
"Daisy!" Scott called out when he spotted the back of her as she sat cross- legged on the large rock in front of the pond. When she didn't respond he picked up his pace, almost jogging to her side, continuously calling out her name. "Daisy?" he stopped directly in front of her, peering down. "Hello!" he said waving his hand in front of her face. "Earth to Daisy."
This time she gave a response. She shook her head, closed her eyes and then opened them, returning to the world of now.
"You ok?" Scott asked as he sat down next to her.
"Yeah... well no, not really."
"You wanna... never mind."
"No," Daisy said turning towards to him. "Finish your sentence, what were you going to say?"
"I was wondering if maybe you wanted to talk about it but, never mind, you don't have to talk about anything to me," with that Scott stood up and began walking away.
"Scott wait!" Daisy shouted standing up. Scott stopped dead in his tracks and turned towards her.
"Yeah?"
"Remember when Shelby left?"
Scott nodded and he made a move back towards her.
"Remember how you went nuts, destroying everything in our room."
Scott nodded again, moving closer.
"We talked that night. Do you remember that?" Daisy asked taking a step in his direction.
"Yeah."
"I guess what I'm trying to say is, yeah, I wanna talk about it. I think I should talk about it," Daisy sat back down and waited patiently for Scott to join her. When he did, she began speaking. "Do you think I'm crazy?" She asked turning towards him. Before he even got a chance to answer she was already speaking again. "I mean, I tried to kill my father. Do you think I'm screwed up because of that?"
"Well..." Scott began contemplating his answer. "When I first got here, and I met you, yeah I thought you were nuts, but..."
"Great."
"I'm not finished... BUT, now that I know more about you and even more about myself, I think I have a little more of an understanding as to why you did what you did."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I can't honestly say that in your case I wouldn't have done the same thing. We all know that I can get quite aggressive at times."
"You do have a point. I guess what I'm trying to figure out is... well what's wrong with me? Why didn't I just begin abusing myself like Juliette? How come I didn't run away like Shelby did? Why did I go at him when I could have done something more destructive to myself, or better yet why didn't I do something productive. Why didn't I just repot him?"
"For the same reasons Juliette likes to throw up her food and Shelby..." Scott's voice trailed off for a second as the intensity of the subject and the total awareness he had gained of Shelby's situation swept over him. He cleared his throat and continued. "For the same reason Shelby didn't just tell her mother, instead she walked out and never tried to go back..." Scott's voice failed him again. He couldn't talk any more about Shelby's situation without it tearing him apart inside. "You found your own way out," he added, his voice solemn with a definite tone of emptiness. "It was your way, as different as it may seem, you're just like the rest of us, we all have our own way of dealing with things. Some are more similar then others while some just handle things totally differently."
Daisy buried her head in her hands and stayed that way for a moment. The thoughts in her mind just swirled around in all different directions, not a one touching base with another. For some reason though, Scott's words, his minute sense of hope was guiding her from complete and total insanity on the subject. When she felt Scott's hand on her back, a signal of his support, she looked up at him.
"My mother died around this time of the year..." She began closing her eyes for a moment. "Do you remember that?"
Scott nodded.
"I miss her, yanno?" Daisy took a deep breath. "I hate my birthday. Every year I go through the motions, expecting the next catastrophe to just arise at any moment."
"It's not gonna happen this year."
"How do you know that?"
"I don't, I just have faith I guess."
Daisy shook her head, mocking his confidence.
"When did you become so positive?" she asked laughing bitterly.
"I guess when I found something to feel positive about."
"You're making me sick."
Scott laughed.
"Glad to be of service," he said with a smile.
"There you two are!" Shelby said sneaking up behind them and draping her arms over Scott's shoulders.
"We've been looking everywhere," Ezra added rounding the rock to stand in front of them.
"Well here we are," Daisy said signaling to her surroundings.
"Hey Scott," Shelby began, standing up. "What do you say we go take a walk?" She added with a wink. Scott looked up at her suspiciously for a moment but when he saw Shelby twitch her head in Ezra's direction signaling something, he had no idea what, he was happy to oblige.
"Sure," he said attempting to sound as positive about his decision as possible.
"Come on," Shelby said grabbing his hand and pulling him up.
"You gonna be ok Dais?" Scott asked turning back to his newfound confidant on the rock.
"Sure," she said with an unconvincing smile. "I've got my friend Ezra with me," she added smiling at her curly haired admirer. "I'm in good hands."
Scott smiled.
"Whatever you say," he nodded to Ezra then turned back to Shelby and the two made their decent back towards the main lodge.
"What was that all about?" he asked Shelby when they were out of Ezra and Daisy's ear shot.
"Ezra has birthday plans for Daisy," Shelby replied smiling.
"OH!" Scott said laughing as he put the pieces of the puzzle together. He looked back at the two on the rock then turned back to Shelby, shaking his head.
"What?" she asked confused.
"He'll give her a happy birthday," he stated confidently.
"Let's hope so," Shelby said with a sigh. "SO what were you doing out here anyway?" she asked stopping and turning to face him.
"Nothing really," he said pulling her further. "Just convincing Daisy that she's not broken."
I'm broken in two
And I know
You're on to me.
Sheryl Crow
Juliette stumbled slowly out of the bathroom and to the sink. She barely recognized her reflection in the mirror. She had to admit to herself. As much as she tried to deny it, she had been losing weight. This was in fact the lightest she had been since she was moved to Horizon. A dizzy spell hit the minute she bent down to splash some water on her face.
"Damn!" Juliette cursed to herself as she stood up to a spinning room. She took several deep breaths then walked slowly towards her closet where she grabbed a heavy jacket, she was freezing, and headed out the door.
"Just a few more feet..." Juliette thought to herself as she made her way, slowly, and carefully up the stairs to the boy's cabin where Auggie was supposedly waiting for her. She got to the door and raised her shaking hand to the glass windowpane then knocked.
Auggie smiled when he heard the knock. He knew who it was going to be. Ezra was out with Daisy, Scott was most likely off with Shelby. He was without any doubt, certain it would be Juliette. He got up from his desk and walked gingerly towards the door, his grin spreading as he opened the door. But his smile soon faded when he saw her. She was incredibly pale and thin, even under the heavy winter jacket that he found an unusual choice considering it was in the mid-sixties temperature wise, her eyes looked swollen into her face and he noticed, after a moment, that she was shaking.
"Jules, you ok?" Auggie asked as he pulled her frail body into his arms.
"Auggie," Juliette began, her voice cracking with emotion as tears began to fall from her eyes. "I really need some help."
And the stars just sit there And glimmer like they don't notice How we're dying inside. And the rain still pours And mocks us in our deaths. And the world goes on When all the hearts are broken. Unknown
FLASHBACK
"Where the HELL do you think you're going?" Mr. Lipenowski, Daisy's father shouted as she opened the door to leave the house.
"Out," She replied keeping her answer discrete.
"Says who?" he asked narrowing his eyes at her in anger.
"My friends." Daisy answered simply. She wasn't about to give him any details concerning her night. The truth was she was going out to a wild party with some guys. Her intent was to get as drunk and/or high as possible and do things she would regret in the morning. This was her wish, it was after all HER birthday.
"You're not going anywhere," he said approaching her quickly and slamming the door in her face before she got a chance to sneak out.
"WHY NOT!" Daisy screamed back at him with just as much rage.
"Because I am your father and I said so now get out of this hallway and back into this house this instant!"
"NO!"
He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the room.
"Now you listen to me little girl. Your mother has baked a cake for you and you're going to eat it NOW!" he threw her onto the couch and stormed into the kitchen. When he returned Daisy's mother was right in front of him stumbling slightly from her over consumption of alcohol as she carried a cake into the room. Daisy fought with all her might to try not to let the angry tears fall from her eyes.
"Happy birthday baby," Daisy's mother slurred as she set the cake down onto the table. In one swift movement while trying to push the cake towards Daisy, her mother stumbled towards Daisy's father. His immediate reaction was to throw her up against the wall.
"What do you think you're doing WOMAN!" he spit at her as she sank to the floor. "GET UP!" he shouted kicking her. "I SAID GET UP!"
Daisy's mother stumbled to get up but fell once again as her drunkenness over came her. Daisy closed her eyes as her fathers voice filled her ears, until the screaming of her mother became so loud that she couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed the cake, threw it at him and bolted towards the door. She ran with all her might down the street until she reached the small cemetery down the road where she hid behind some tombstones. She remembered hearing her father calling out her name but she didn't answer. She opted instead to spend the night with the dead, people who couldn't hurt her. What she wouldn't give to be like the people below her, a member of the unliving...
Crazy isn't broken, It's just you... Or me... Amplified. "Girl Interrupted"
"Daisy!" Scott called out when he spotted the back of her as she sat cross- legged on the large rock in front of the pond. When she didn't respond he picked up his pace, almost jogging to her side, continuously calling out her name. "Daisy?" he stopped directly in front of her, peering down. "Hello!" he said waving his hand in front of her face. "Earth to Daisy."
This time she gave a response. She shook her head, closed her eyes and then opened them, returning to the world of now.
"You ok?" Scott asked as he sat down next to her.
"Yeah... well no, not really."
"You wanna... never mind."
"No," Daisy said turning towards to him. "Finish your sentence, what were you going to say?"
"I was wondering if maybe you wanted to talk about it but, never mind, you don't have to talk about anything to me," with that Scott stood up and began walking away.
"Scott wait!" Daisy shouted standing up. Scott stopped dead in his tracks and turned towards her.
"Yeah?"
"Remember when Shelby left?"
Scott nodded and he made a move back towards her.
"Remember how you went nuts, destroying everything in our room."
Scott nodded again, moving closer.
"We talked that night. Do you remember that?" Daisy asked taking a step in his direction.
"Yeah."
"I guess what I'm trying to say is, yeah, I wanna talk about it. I think I should talk about it," Daisy sat back down and waited patiently for Scott to join her. When he did, she began speaking. "Do you think I'm crazy?" She asked turning towards him. Before he even got a chance to answer she was already speaking again. "I mean, I tried to kill my father. Do you think I'm screwed up because of that?"
"Well..." Scott began contemplating his answer. "When I first got here, and I met you, yeah I thought you were nuts, but..."
"Great."
"I'm not finished... BUT, now that I know more about you and even more about myself, I think I have a little more of an understanding as to why you did what you did."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I can't honestly say that in your case I wouldn't have done the same thing. We all know that I can get quite aggressive at times."
"You do have a point. I guess what I'm trying to figure out is... well what's wrong with me? Why didn't I just begin abusing myself like Juliette? How come I didn't run away like Shelby did? Why did I go at him when I could have done something more destructive to myself, or better yet why didn't I do something productive. Why didn't I just repot him?"
"For the same reasons Juliette likes to throw up her food and Shelby..." Scott's voice trailed off for a second as the intensity of the subject and the total awareness he had gained of Shelby's situation swept over him. He cleared his throat and continued. "For the same reason Shelby didn't just tell her mother, instead she walked out and never tried to go back..." Scott's voice failed him again. He couldn't talk any more about Shelby's situation without it tearing him apart inside. "You found your own way out," he added, his voice solemn with a definite tone of emptiness. "It was your way, as different as it may seem, you're just like the rest of us, we all have our own way of dealing with things. Some are more similar then others while some just handle things totally differently."
Daisy buried her head in her hands and stayed that way for a moment. The thoughts in her mind just swirled around in all different directions, not a one touching base with another. For some reason though, Scott's words, his minute sense of hope was guiding her from complete and total insanity on the subject. When she felt Scott's hand on her back, a signal of his support, she looked up at him.
"My mother died around this time of the year..." She began closing her eyes for a moment. "Do you remember that?"
Scott nodded.
"I miss her, yanno?" Daisy took a deep breath. "I hate my birthday. Every year I go through the motions, expecting the next catastrophe to just arise at any moment."
"It's not gonna happen this year."
"How do you know that?"
"I don't, I just have faith I guess."
Daisy shook her head, mocking his confidence.
"When did you become so positive?" she asked laughing bitterly.
"I guess when I found something to feel positive about."
"You're making me sick."
Scott laughed.
"Glad to be of service," he said with a smile.
"There you two are!" Shelby said sneaking up behind them and draping her arms over Scott's shoulders.
"We've been looking everywhere," Ezra added rounding the rock to stand in front of them.
"Well here we are," Daisy said signaling to her surroundings.
"Hey Scott," Shelby began, standing up. "What do you say we go take a walk?" She added with a wink. Scott looked up at her suspiciously for a moment but when he saw Shelby twitch her head in Ezra's direction signaling something, he had no idea what, he was happy to oblige.
"Sure," he said attempting to sound as positive about his decision as possible.
"Come on," Shelby said grabbing his hand and pulling him up.
"You gonna be ok Dais?" Scott asked turning back to his newfound confidant on the rock.
"Sure," she said with an unconvincing smile. "I've got my friend Ezra with me," she added smiling at her curly haired admirer. "I'm in good hands."
Scott smiled.
"Whatever you say," he nodded to Ezra then turned back to Shelby and the two made their decent back towards the main lodge.
"What was that all about?" he asked Shelby when they were out of Ezra and Daisy's ear shot.
"Ezra has birthday plans for Daisy," Shelby replied smiling.
"OH!" Scott said laughing as he put the pieces of the puzzle together. He looked back at the two on the rock then turned back to Shelby, shaking his head.
"What?" she asked confused.
"He'll give her a happy birthday," he stated confidently.
"Let's hope so," Shelby said with a sigh. "SO what were you doing out here anyway?" she asked stopping and turning to face him.
"Nothing really," he said pulling her further. "Just convincing Daisy that she's not broken."
I'm broken in two
And I know
You're on to me.
Sheryl Crow
Juliette stumbled slowly out of the bathroom and to the sink. She barely recognized her reflection in the mirror. She had to admit to herself. As much as she tried to deny it, she had been losing weight. This was in fact the lightest she had been since she was moved to Horizon. A dizzy spell hit the minute she bent down to splash some water on her face.
"Damn!" Juliette cursed to herself as she stood up to a spinning room. She took several deep breaths then walked slowly towards her closet where she grabbed a heavy jacket, she was freezing, and headed out the door.
"Just a few more feet..." Juliette thought to herself as she made her way, slowly, and carefully up the stairs to the boy's cabin where Auggie was supposedly waiting for her. She got to the door and raised her shaking hand to the glass windowpane then knocked.
Auggie smiled when he heard the knock. He knew who it was going to be. Ezra was out with Daisy, Scott was most likely off with Shelby. He was without any doubt, certain it would be Juliette. He got up from his desk and walked gingerly towards the door, his grin spreading as he opened the door. But his smile soon faded when he saw her. She was incredibly pale and thin, even under the heavy winter jacket that he found an unusual choice considering it was in the mid-sixties temperature wise, her eyes looked swollen into her face and he noticed, after a moment, that she was shaking.
"Jules, you ok?" Auggie asked as he pulled her frail body into his arms.
"Auggie," Juliette began, her voice cracking with emotion as tears began to fall from her eyes. "I really need some help."