Fighting Her Genes
Rated: R, for drug use and language and some suicidal thoughts.
Disclaimer: I do not own Brain or any of the other Velvet Goldmine characters, but I do own Scarlet.
Fighting Her Genes
Scarlet watched her father sleeping. His chest heaving up and down. His breath was shallow. He looked dead. Well to others he was already dead. He was probably better off.
How could she think that? Brian was her father. But he had betrayed her; he had faked his own death. And he hadn't even warned her or her mother.
"I hate you," she said.
He hadn't heard her. He was too fucking high to understand her. Good, maybe he would put himself into a fucking coma. Sometimes she wanted to kill him.
"I hate you," she said louder.
Still, he didn't respond. Scarlet fell down to the floor and pulled her legs close to her chest. She rubbed at the scar on her wrist. Brian may not want to end her life, but Scarlet sure wanted to end hers. Too many times had she watched the blood flow from her wrist. She always stopped herself before it got too far.
"I hate you!" she screamed, as long as she could.
Brian awoke with a start. His eyes were blood shot, his hair disheveled.
"I hate you," she said firmly.
"I don't blame you," he replied.
"I really do hate you," she screamed, tears forming in her eyes.
Brian got up and laid his hands on her shoulder.
"Don't touch me."
She yanked up her sleeve and threw her wrist in his face.
"Look at what I'm doing to myself. I cut myself almost everyday. And you and that woman I call mom could care less."
Tears streamed down her face and she fell to the floor.
"I'm sorry."
"Is that all you can say?"
Brain pulled her up and pulled her close to his chest.
"I love you."