Ch.6 Act normal!
Wanda sat in the corner booth of a cozy diner, looking out the windows expectantly and checking the time every now and then. Todd had finally convinced Kara to come talk to her, granted it took two weeks, but she was excited and nervous about this meeting. She finally saw Todd's beat up truck pull up to the diner and Kara lovingly hugged her father before entering the diner and looking around. "Over here, Kara!" Wanda called out happily, Kara lazily made her way to the booth and sat down across from her mother, they both sat in silence until the waitress came and took their orders. "So...what'd you wanna talk about?" Kara crossed her arms, Wanda swallowed hard, not expecting Kara to be so foward.
'Why doesn't he notice? He's so intuned with everyone else's abnormalities, why not mine?' Wes angrily slashed at his thighs with the razor. His cutting started out to prove a point, or so he thought, but now it became a release, he imagined each slash to his thigh as him standing up to his father. 'Nobody even notices my scars! What kind of family is that?' he paused momentarily before slashing away again, lazier this time as something dawned on him. 'My friends haven't even noticed...what kind of friends are they?' tears now flowing down his cheeks as he slahsed away angrily.
"They still don't fit!" Brianna threw the small sized clothes around her room in her anger, she was able to get the pair of pants on and zipped, but only halfway. She headed towards the bathroom for the fourth time that day, it was only noon, and perged what was left in her stomache from that mornings breakfast. "What the...?" she glanced at the toilet before flushing and spotted some red "Blood?" she whispered to herself and stared at it a little longer before flushing. She quickly headed back to her room to rethink her ways 'Throwing up is becoming dangerous now...' she chewed on her thumb as she rocked herself slightly on the end of her bed. Her thoughts went between her way to lose weight to looking at the clothes in her room, then it hit her 'If I can't throw my food up anymore, then I'll just have to stop eating altogether'.
Logan drove over ot Aimee's house, a love-sick smile on his face as he thought of how close he and Aimee have become. It wasn't just the fact that Aimee let him be her first, he truely felt that she was something special, someone he could truely be himself with. He glanced at the rose he bought for her 'Ok, kinda cheesey, but...', truth was, he'd never given a girl a flower before, let alone a rose. He beleived that when he gave a girl a rose, she would be worth it and so much more, she would be the girl he'd consider marrying. He pulled into the driveway and was about to knock on the door when he heard the faint sounds of two people giggling 'Must be her parents...she warned me of this...'. Instead of knocking, he let himself in and went to make his way to Aimee's room so he could avoid her parents 'getting it on', but stopped dead when he saw who exactly was 'getting it on'.
"Len?" James called out, seeing his 'best bud' all over and in his Aimee, the other boy went wide eyed and went to push Aimee off but she only wrapped her legs around him tighter. "Who said you could come in here?" Aimee drunkenly growled at James, he was speachless, he simply threw the rose and ran out of the house then drove off. Len watched for a second before Aimee giggled and pulled him into a deep kiss "Don't worry about him...lets finish our fun, huh?".
Myles stumbled all the way up to his house, he couldn't remeber what had just happened in the last hour or so but he knew he was feeling pretty good right now. He knew he was with his friends 'Friends...so good to have friends...' he lazily reached in his pocket and pulled out his house key. Upon entering the house, he was quite aware that nobody was home so he decided to take a shower 'When was the last time I showered?'. He remebered getting into the shower and getting the water a the temperature he likes, but after a minute or so he felt dizzy and slipped, hitting his head on the soap holder before blacking out.
By the time he woke back up, he felt a pounding in his head, or perhaps that was the bathroom door, "How much longer are you gonna be? You can't be that dirty!". Myles groaned 'Joslyn...' he carefully picked himself up and finished rinsing himself off before wrapping a towel around himself and exiting. "About time!" Joslyn snapped, Myles ignored her and went inside his room, slamming the door shut in her face since she went to follow, probably to rant at him. His head hurt pretty bad, he didn't bother checking it in the mirror, he just quickly put some clothes on then called up Tim to pick him up. 'I'm sure Tim has something for the pain...' he thought as he tied his shoes and stepped outside the house to wait for his friend.
Wanda waited until their food got there to finally get a coherent word to escape her lips "The reason...I asked you here...was to tell you...why I left...". She paused, waiting for Kara's reaction, the teen simply stared at her mother with a blank expression before replyiung "Ok...why?". Wanda took in a shakey breath before slowly starting out "Well...you see...I...I am not well. I have some...anger issues and-" before she could say another word, Kara snorted "Y'think?". Wanda frowned, feeling that this wasn't going to go too well "Well, yeah...I loved you father, beleive me, and I love you very much, Kara...but...I didn't trust myself around you with all this anger. So, I left to get help...". "And decided to cut dad and me from you life, right? All so you could be with your boyfriend, right?" Kara snapped, "No!" Wanda covered her mouth for her outburst.
Before Wanda could say another word, Kara crossed her arms "So, if I were to call dad right now, he'd say the same thing? That you left because of emotional problems?". Wanda slightly felt relieved, she didn't trust her voice and simply nodded, Kara eyed her skeptically before sighing heavily "Fine, I believe you...but that still doesn't make it right that you-", "I know...I know, I'm sorry" Wanda lowered her head. "If I can...If you'll allow me to...I'd like to make it up to you somehow...I want to get to know you better, Kara" Wanda raised her head and reached her hand out, rubbing her daughters hand. Kara pulled her hand back and sat there silently, Wanda feared the worst now but Kara finally spoke up "I have a big soccer game coming up...", "I'll be there!" Wanda blurted. Kara stared at her before the smallest hint of a smile crossed her face before she trained it back to blankness "K..." she nodded then got up and walked out of the diner, leaving Wanda feeling slightly better.
'Those marks...the scars...bruises...', "Nathan?" Rachel lightly touched her brother shoulder, making him jump "Wha-huh? Oh, hey Rach, what's wrong?" Nathan straightened himself up. "I was gonna ask you that...you looked...contemplative..." she tilted her head, Nathan sighed and shook his head "You and using 'big words'...been studying again?". Rachel sighed "Besides now and soccer practice, when am I NOT being forced to study?", Nathan forced a small laugh, but he and his sister both felt the same about what their parents put them through. "Hey, if someone was being abused...like, you don't know for a fact, but you have a feeling they are...what should you do?" Nathan awkwardly asked, it was a random question, but something that had been picking at him for the past week.
Rachel pondered this for a second before raising an eyebrow "Wait, who's being abused...or who do you think is being abused?". Nathan growled slightly "Does it matter? What should a person do when someone they know is possibly being abused?" he didn't mean to get angry, but he didn't want to admit that he was concerned for 'the enemy'. Rachel frowned a little before shrugging her shoulders "I guess, first, you should talk to them...see if they really are being abused...and if they are...go to the authorities or something". Nathan nodded, taking in his sisters words before she quickly scuttled away, hearing one of their parents coming down the hallway. Nathan sighed and quickly got up too and headed to the gym 'Talk to them...how do you talk to someone who you don't really like and doesn't like you back about them possibly being abused?'. He couldn't explain why he even cared, or why he kept remembering what he saw in the showers that one day, all he knew was that he coudn't stand the thought of letting someone get abused when he might be able to help...even if it was 'the enemy'.
The weekend passed, everyone grouped up at lunch and the main discussion was Kara and her mother. "Wow, so you actually sat down and talked to her? How did that go?" Cassy asked excitedly, Kara shrugged "Eh...neither of us killed each other if that's what you mean...". Wes let his eyes dart around, he breifly wondered where Brianna, Aimee and Myles were but shrugged it off before getting up and excusing himself to the bathroom. Once there, he rolled his long sleeves back and looked at the lines that were scabbing over 'Gross...'. This always annoyed him, he liked it, the cutting, but he hated the scabbing of the cuts 'Need to fix this...' he pulled out a razor and started slashing again. Once he slashed away the scabbed scars and created all new wounds to drip bit of blood every now and then, he smiled in satisfaction before the bell rang and he headed to his next class, careful to roll his sleeves back down before exiting the bathroom.
Upon exiting the bathroom, he saw Brianna coming out of the girls bathroom, it was just now that he noticed that she looked thinner than before. "Hey, Bri...you lose weight or something?", Brianna quickly turned, her face had taken a slightly sunken in look and her skin a yellowish hue but it wasn't too noticable. "Huh? Oh...yeah...why?" she raised an eyebrow, Wes shrugged "Just noticin'...well, gotta get to class...you look good, by the way, see ya after school like always!" he headed down the hallway. "Yeah, later!" Brianna waved to him as he left then smiled to herself 'Yes, I do look good now, don't I?'. She sighed deeply then started to cough, she covered her mouth and ran back inside to bathroom to vomit. Even though she stopped eating, she felt the urge to throw up every now and then, especially when she coughed up blood 'Pain is beauty' she reminded herself as she wiped her mouth clean then headed to class.
:Still bowing and saying I'm sorry: hope you all enjoyed this chapter, like I said before, I will try to update soon-ish and make up for lost time. Please review, I love you reviewers, I am nothing without you! Ok, so I'm kinda kissing your asses, but you deserve to have those asses kissed because I was mean and didn't update soon enough! lol, please review!