Author's Note: I've had this down on paper for a few weeks now, but I can FINALLY put it on the comp! looks Where are the reviews? :-( How sad... Lol, it's okay. I dun need reviews. Goes to a corner and cries HAHA just kidding! Also, I kinda like my writing style, going month by month, lol. But it feels weird, does it read weird? Are you guys reading it okay?
"Chapters"
September: 1995
Sophmore year finally came. The students seem to change their personas, trying to act older yet not realizing they were still mearly kids. The school didn't change, the halls were still bland, lights were dim, and the roaches walked freely.
Registration took a while but after it was finished, Adrienne and Tim asked Tara to join them in a milkshake, but Tara refused. Dale was still on the prowl and Tara made sure she stayed on his good side. She cleaned the house til it was spotless, never asked to go out with her friends, she basically became a fly on the wall, and school wasn't much different.
The band director, Mr. Immel, had added Tara in marching band without asking her, Tara not being suprised at all. The class started an hour earlier so Tara had be out of the door an hour sooner than she was used to. The walk seemed longer when she was tired, it was a new adjustment, but Tara didn't mind.
Once at school, Tara walked through the doors of the band room and saw band students conversing with each other and completely ignoring her, but she didn't care. At about eight minutes before the bell would ring, Adrienne walked in, Sean and Tim following her. She was wearing a beautiful black laced long skirt with a medieval looking black and burgandy top, her hair was a deep dark violet, and her nails were painted black. A true gothic beauty. Tim was in long loose shorts, a big black "Slayer" t-shirt, and spikey hair. Sean was just in baggy jeans, sleeveless red shirt, and a grey sweat jacket, no beanie suprisingly.
The guys shook hands and Sean touched Adrienne's shoulder before heading out. 'What was that all about?' Tara thought to herself, unknowing to her, the faintest hint of jealousy creeped up on her.
Then a hand placed itself on her shoulder and Tara turned. It was Ellie, wearing black knee high boots, fish nets, black and red skirt, black shirt with a design on it with see through sleeves, and black arm warmers. She had on chains around her neck, a necklace with spikes, and a choker. Finally her hair was in two braids. Her grey eyes were sparkling, "So you're playing mallets huh?"
"Uh," Tara paused, "Yeah. Um, hey."
Ellie chuckled, "Don't be nervous," she smiled brightly, "You're just the only mallet player we have. No pressure." She patted Tara on the shoulder and walked away.
"Tara!"
Quickly she turned around and saw Adrienne smiling at her, "How've you been?"
In Tara's eyes, Adrienne kept getting more and more beautiful. Her green/hazel eyes were so breath taking. Tara cleared her throat, "Um... Al-alright. You?"
"Went to Alabama. Saw my mom and my brother."
"Oh? How are... They?"
Adrienne rolled her eyes and shook her head, "Same as ever. Glad I live with my sister and her hubby John."
"To your spots! Everyone hurry up!" Immel yelled.
All the students scrambled to get to their spots. Tara moved to the back where all the other percussionists were. There was one other girl, she possitioned herself in front of a snaire drum next to Tim, "Tara, stand in front of the xylophone." he whispered. She obeyed.
Music was passed out and everyone attempted to play. Of course it was far from perfect but Immel still yelled, "You are the laziest musicians I have ever taught! You are the worst!"
"Calm down old man before you get a heart attack." the girl at the drum whispered making Tim laugh.
"Good one, Redfield." he responded.
"Claire!" Immel yelled, "Outside! You can join her, Tim." They walked out of the room. "No more distruptions!"
Everyone was silent. No one spoke, "The field show and the parade is less than a week! All you do is mess up on purpose!... Why do you all want to make me look bad?" (A/N: This was really how my band director was, lol, exactly like this.)
Him look bad? Was he serious? Tara closed her eyes and looked down. This was going to be a horrible year, she could feel it.
Later that month, school proved to be exactly like the others. Tara kind of enjoyed her classes however. She had a full course: Chemistry, Geometry, Honors English, World History, Marching Band, Orchestra, and finally Art. For Art, she had a new teacher, cute and young and she seemed eager to teach. Her name was Laurel Hill, blonde, blue eyed, and from Venice Beach California. All good, home however, was a different story...
"Damn bastards! They demoted me. I'm the best salesman they've got!" Dale mummbled to his drunken self from his chair in the living room. He held a bottle of whiskey and stared blankly at the TV.
Tara made sure she was invisible, at least, that's what she was hoping as she walked in the house, heading right for the stairs.
"Tara!" Great, she thought. He saw her. "Get in here."
She obeyed.
"How was school?"
"Fine."
"What do you want in the future?"
She gulped, "To, um, go to... To college."
"Why? What do you want out of that?"
"Learn more."
Dale bursted out in laughter, "Learn more?! What does a demon like you need to learn more for?"
That hit her hard. It was true though. She didn't really need an education, did she?
October
Early morning, Tara rose on her birthday. Another year closer to being a demon. Now her birthdays were days of dread, of loathing, and of disgust. Slowly Tara got out of bed and turned her alarm clock off before it rang.
Tara made her way down to the kitchen and found her mother meditating. She smiled proudly, her mother practiced despite what her father would say. It was a part of her... Them. Tara loved it as much as Amber. They were Wiccans and born witches. They loved nature and treated all living things with respect. No way was Dale right.
Amber opened her eyes, "Tara? It's 5AM, you shouldn't be up for another hour."
Scratching her head Tara replied, "I know. Didn't sleep too well."
"Sweetheart, come here." Amber opened her arms and motioned for Tara to sit with her on the floor, and she did, "What's bothering you?"
Tara shook her head, "Nothing."
"Tara..."
"It's my birthday."
"Why is that bad?"
"Because I'm... Closer to... Being 20."
Immediately Amber knew what Tara was talking about, "Tara, you are not evil and you will never be evil or ugly or wrong. Whether or not your father is right, it will not change who you are. I've stayed the same, never changed." She put an arm around Tara, "Dale believes all things mystical are evil. He believes what he wants."
Oddly enough, this made Tara feel better. They both rose from the floor and Tara helped Amber make breakfast.
"Attention!" Becca, the drum major for the band, called out.
The entire band stood straight, tall, and silent. Tim had no problem carrying his snaire drum, and of course Adrienne had no problem carrying her flute. Tara, however, wasn't holding up too well. Who knew the xylophone was so heavy? It was also hard for her to keep in step, count, and play her music all at once.
"Parade rest!" Becca yelled as she blew the whistle, they'd start marching in seconds, then they were off. Tara wobbled and tried her hardest to stay in a straight line.
"No, no, NO!!! ALL WRONG! Why are you ruining it?!" Immel yelled, not at Tara, but at the entire band. "You want to NOT work? Then neither will I!" he walked off the field. (A/N: I know that seems far fetched, but my band director really did walk off the field once, lol)
"Man, he threw a big ass hissy fit." Claire laughed as the class finished.
"I know! I was trying so hard not to laugh." Tim exclaimed. He turned quickly to Adrienne and Tara, "Off to Auto!" he left with Claire at his side.
"Looks like Tim is smittened." Adrienne laughed.
The girls got to their lockers and found Sean Cameron waiting there, "Hey girls!" he smiled and looked at Adrienne, "So, can I walk you to class?... Since it's, you know, right next to mine?"
"Sure." Adrienne replied with the slightest blush. Once she was done gathering her books, she said bye to Tara and walked off.
Tara looked on, pain stabbing her in the chest. She felt like she wanted to cry. Her crush of 3 years was going off with someone else.
"Sucks doesn't it?"
Tara turned and found Ellie at her own locker, only a few away from Tara's, "What?"
"When your friends find other people and ditch you. Sucks."
"Did it happen to you?"
She nodded but said nothing, "Good bed time story." she shrugged and got her books. "Later." then walked away.
Home was nothing special. Dale was getting drunk in his chair, Donny wasn't even home, and Amber was the only one who was with Tara, who really didn't feel like celebrating. She helped her mother clean and cook.
At dinner, Dale and Donny seemed to have forgotten all about Tara's birthday, but she didn't care. After dinner, Tara went straight into her room. There awaited her a box. It was from Amber. She picked it up and opened it; inside was a silver ring with a jade in the center. On the jade, a beautiful Earth sign was carved in it.
Tara nearly cried, this was Amber's favorite ring and the one Tara thought was the most beautiful. Tears ran down her cheeks.
The next morning Tara found her locker all decorated and a big "Happy Be-lated Birthday" sign on it. She smiled softly and opened her locker. Inside was a letter:
Dear Tara,
We both love you. We're sorry about not wishing you a happy birthday yesterday and believe us, we feel really bad about it. We'll make it up to you and go above and beyond about it. You're always in our hearts.
Love,
Adrienne and Tim
Her eyes began to water and her vision got blurry. They still cared about her. They still loved her.
November
"I need another beer." Dale slurred as he struggled to get up to his feet, but was unsuccessful, "Aww nevermind!" he slouched back in his chair.
Tara sat at the dinning room table in clear view of Dale. She tried not to look at him and concentrate on her homework. He was beginning to get bad. Tara wondered if he would get so bad, he wouldn't need alcohol to explode. It was a scary thought that was coming to be more and more a reality.
The parades were the only thing Tara looked forward to. They would always get 1st place or even sweepstakes. Immel would be happy and not yell, and Tara would be able to just forget about her father.
At this parade, in a nearby city, Tara was a bit nervous. She was center, which meant the rest of the rank (AKA the row) would have to be in line with her. She would have to make sure she kept the right distance between herself and the rank in front of her... And she did just that. No chocking, no tripping, no nothing. She proved Donny wrong!
After the parade, she waited for the awards to begin. Tim wandered off with Claire, they officially came out to announce they were an item. Tara was happy for them but she worried. Claire was nice, but she was a junior, who was suppose to be a senior, meaning she was two years older than Tim. Claire was also a biker chick, wild and reckless. But Tara knew Tim was smart and could handle himself.
Adrienne came and sat next to Tara putting her head on her shoulder, "Hey girlie. How are you?"
Tara smiled, "Hey you. I've b-been okay," That was a lie but Tara sprayed Adrienne wouldn't be able to tell. "How are you?"
Adrienne smiled and cuddled against Tara, "Pretty good."
They sat there with their black polo band shirts and black pants and bright white band jackets, flashy indeed.
'Wow, her hair smells great,' Tara thought, 'Really, really great.' Tara closed her eyes and leaned her head against Adrienne's.
Both girls sat there with their eyes closed, leaning on each other. On the ground, their hands barely touching, yet could feel everything.
Tara wanted so badly to touch Adrienne's hand, so much that it hurt. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Perhaps it was hormones, but Tara's blood began to boil. Her breathing slightly increased. Things were getting bad. At home and within herself. All she wanted to was to feel wanted, loved, and safe.
December
"We don't have money for so many damn gifts!" Dale yelled toward Amber, "You think we're made out of money?!"
Amber just shook her head. All she had done was remind Dale to do the Christmas shopping before the stores got hectic.
He just stared at Amber and pushed her hard into the counter, hurting her lower back. Slowly Amber sank to the ground, holding her back.
With nothing to say, Dale walked out of the kitchen. Tara had just walked through the door as Dale pushed her and walked out.
Slowly Tara shut the door, noting Dale was in a pissed off mood, what else is new? In the background, Tara heard soft wimpers coming from the kitchen. She took one small step toward the kitchen, then she realized it was her mother.
Tara's eyes went wide and she hurried to the kitchen and stopped dead in her tracks at the sight before her... Amber was on the floor supporting herself with one arm, while the other was on her back. Her head was toward the floor so she had no idea Tara was at the doorway.
"Mommy?" Tara whispered, feeling as if she was losing her mind. Time was standing still all around her.
Amber looked up at her daughter, her eyes threatening to let the tears flow, "Tara..." was all she said.
Moving slowly, Tara made her way to the ground next to her mother. She dared not touch her, "Mom... Wh-what happened?" No answer, "It... It was him. Wasn't it?" Again no answer.
Something stired within Tara. Something she didn't know was in her: Anger. She loved her father, but only because he was a good provider. But he was far from having Tara's respect.
Determination flowed through Tara. This is enough, it's time to leave... 'Soon,' Tara thought, 'Soon.' Soon Tara would get them both out and away from her father. The plan: Get more money, save, get out!
"Can you get up?" Tara asked, fighting tears.
Amber nodded but still used Tara for support. At that moment Donny came in through the kitchen door and saw what was going on. His mother was hurt, "Mom?" he rushed to her, grabbing her, pushing Tara away, "What happened?" He began to help Amber to the living room.
"My back," knowing not to mention anything else.
Without a second thought, Tara placed a gentle hand on Amber's back. She concentrated and made the pain minimal.
Slowly Amber struggled to get up, Donny helped her and took her up the stairs with Tara following. They gently layed Amber down onto the bed, Tara not letting go of Amber's hand.
Donny left the room without a word. Tara layed next to Amber, "Mom? What... What can I do?"
From the bed, Amber smiled and put her hand on Tara's cheek. Even though Amber said nothing, only smiled, tears began to run down Tara's cheeks.
Very slowly, Tara put her head down on the pillow and cried, never letting go of her mother's hand.
January: 1996
Things have certainly balanced. All that good that happened, it's finally being countered. Dad is drinking more, but he doesn't need the alcohol to hurt us. Mom's back is hurting her a lot. Donny's helping with Mom, but saying I'm getting in the way. She's looking more pale. The life that burns in her eyes is slowly fading. I want to tell her to hold on a little longer. I'm going to get us out of here. Please, Mommy, just hold on...
She closed her journal, a tear running down her cheek, then placed her head, face down, on her desk. Silently she cried to herself. It was obvious what was happening to Amber, Tara knew. It was some kind of sickness, slowly eating at her life force, her essence. There was nothing Tara could do to stop it.
From downstairs, Tara heard her father come in. Slowly she creeped to her door and silently opened it a crack. She listened...
"Damn house is a mess! Amber! Amber!" Dale yelled.
Tara grew angry and her tears grew hot. Her hand gripped the door and her nails dug into the wood. Amber was down stairs, calmly takling to Dale as he shouted.
Heavy foot steps came up the stairs, daddy was coming. Tara closed the door and hurried to her desk, putting away her journal, along with other items that may anger her father.
Just as she closed her drawer, Dale pounded on the door. Without a sound coming from her, Dale threw the door open and just stood there.
Tara gulped and was frozen.
"Why haven't you helped your mother clean?" he stood there, very still.
"I-I, um, w-was doing my, my homework." she gulped again.
"Oh!" he mocked, "Your homework!" He quickly walked toward her and struck her to the ground. "Why? You think an education is going to save you from your demon part?" she looked up at him with a tear covered face, "You are nothing because of it. You are a worthless and useless piece of trash!" He scoffed, "No one will ever love you. No one will ever love a demon like you." He walked toward the door, "Help keep the house clean." he walked out, leaving Tara on the floor.
Tears continued to flow and she got up and went to get her journal...
I am useless.
She looked at the words intensely...
Evil demon.
Again she stared...
Worthless.
February
The school seemed happy. Everyone seemed to be coupling up left and right. It's the damn holiday of Valentine's Day. It was almost sickening to see everyone's hormones raging. Not for Tara, for Ellie. She'd always hung out in the Drama Tech room, but it was closed this day, so Ellie went into the bandroom. Through all the noise, Ellie heard something beautiful. She went into the back and peaked into one of the practice rooms, one in the way back; 'Sound proof my ass,' Ellie thought, but for this beautiful violin music, she was glad it was fully sound proof.
The violinist was a girl, a blonde. She had on a long, greenish/brown skirt, with a brown, long flared sleeved shirt. The music was beaufitul, Ellie wanted to see who it was, but she waited.
Once the violinist was done, she turned; it was Tara. Ellie noticed she looked sad, there was no smile and she hid behind her hair. Either way, Ellie knocked, Tara looked up and was mortified. Slowly she entered, "Gotcha back." Ellie said and smiled.
Tara stood there, like a deer caught in the headlights. She knew what the punk girl was talking about, but still, she was embarrassed beyond words, "Umm... S-sorry if... It w-was, um, bad."
"It wasn't bad, Tara. It was beautiful. You normally come here to practice?"
"No, just today." She began to put her violin away.
"Why just today?"
Tara smiled a sad smile and shrugged, "Just felt l-like practicing."
"Oh," Ellie sat. She knew Tara was close to Adrienne and Tim, and now both had a honey on their arm. She figured Tara just felt like a 5th wheel. "You know Rickie Torres?"
Tara looked at Ellie and sat, "Um, heard of him."
"He and I," she smiled, "We went out for like five minutes. Then he realized he was gay." Ellie chuckled, "Then Sean, I went out with him for a couple months then... We sorta drifted."
"I'm sorry." Tara said sincerely.
"No, no, it's fine. I like to keep my options open anyway." Ellie smiled at looked at Tara, making eye contact. Then the bell rang, "Well, time to get going. Bye." Ellie said and walked out of the room.
Tara put away her violin and just as she opened the door, Adrienne was there, "Tara! Let's get to class!" she grabbed her hand and they walked to class.
Class was long and annoying. Both Adrienne and Tara walked out of class shoulder to shoulder. "Tara, you look nice today."
Tara stopped in her tracks and froze. It felt like hours she stood there. Slowly she moved her head and looked at Adrienne, a deep blush on her cheeks, "Wh-what?"
"You look really good today." Adrienne repeated sincerely, "You have no idea how beautiful you are."
"Uh," she was speechless. What was one suppose to say to that?
Nonetheless, Adrienne smiled and touched Tara's shoulder, "C'mon, time to pry Tim away from Claire and start the walk home."
Soon they found him, with his mechanic buddies, and Claire. Both were right next to each other. Then Sean, in his beanie, came out. He saw Adrienne and smiled, she inturned smiled. They walked to each other, gave a quick kiss on the lips and hugged.
Tara tilted her head, they looked kind of cute. A Gothic beauty and a gangsta white boy, weird indeed. Still, she felt horrible that she was jealous, but she knew it was human nature. But she couldn't help but grumble inside.
"You guys heading home already?" Sean said. Tara flinched at the sound of his voice.
"Yeah." Adrienne replied in a soft voice with a smile.
Tim got up, Claire following his movement. He turned and wrapped his arms around her, "I'll call you tonight?"
She nodded and they kissed. Adrienne and Sean did the same.
The three friends walked home and Tara was quiet, more than usual and Adrienne and Tim caught on but didn't bother her.
"There's a party next month at Claire's. You're both invited." Tim said.
"Awesome," Adrienne replied.
Tara smiled, "I'll see what I can do." She knew she'd have to tell her father a little white lie, but it'd be worth it... Right?
March
The party day came. Claire lived in a small two story house on the edge of the city. Most of her friends were bikers and high school drop outs. It was barely 7PM and already more than half the people were drunk.
Neither Tara nor Adrienne felt as if they were okay to be there. Sean stayed near Adrienne, protectively, watching all the drunkards. "You guys thirsty?" he asked, almost yelling over the loud music.
"Yeah, but not for booze." Adrienne replied.
"I'll see what I can find." he smiled at both girls and walked into the kitchen.
The girls made their way around the house to the porch in the back yard and sat. It was a sad back yard. The grass was brown and dead and all over the yard was car parts, laying about. Claire and her family were obviously mechanics.
For a few minutes there was silence, then Adrienne spoke, "How've you been?"
Tara turned, "Okay. You?"
"I've been great, but, I want to know what's going on with you. Home life and such."
Now that was not a pretty subject, "Umm..."
Right away Adrienne knew, "You don't have to keep living like that."
Tara looked down at her lap then back up at Adrienne.
"Listen, there are lots of places that could help. There's a ton of groups and shelters-"
"No." Tara interrupted. They'd never give refuge to demons like them, "They'd be no help." but she couldn't let Adrienne know why.
"Tara," she got close to Tara and put a hand on hers and gently squeezed it, "I worry so much about you. Whether you want to admit it or not, your dad's abusive. You're abused, so was I, so was Tim. Us abused kids, we sense each other. It's like some sick radar." She paused, then continued, "Point is, I care about you, Tara. You're so amazing and beautiful, you have one of the purest souls I've ever seen, you don't deserve to live like that."
Tears had built in Tara's eyes. She knew it was true, the abuse part, but no way could Tara believe that she was beautiful and pure. Demons weren't pure! she screamed in her head. The tears fell, Tara didn't move.
"I love you, Tara. You're always in my heart and are a part of me. I never want to see you in pain but you always are." Tara's tears flowed down her cheeks. Adrienne's heart broke in half. Her own eyes had tears in them. Adrienne leaned in and kissed Tara on her cheek, which lingered for about two seconds.
She leaned back and stared at Tara, who's eyes were red and puffy. Her mouth was opened and after a few moments, Tara finally said, "I love you to." Of course, in Tara mind, her words had a much different meaning than Adrienne's.
It took less than a second for the girls to hug. Tara felt so safe and loved in Adrienne's arms, it was amazing.
She opened finally, "I h-hate it there." Tara said through tears, "I'm worthless."
Adrienne pulled back and held Tara's shoulders and looked at her intensely, "No! No you're not!"
"You don't know," she gulpped, "E-everything about me."
"I know enough." she leaned and kissed Tara's forehead slowly and gently. As she backed away, she locked eyes with Tara.
Both girls stared at each other long and hard, deep into each others eyes. Adrienne had always felt an attraction to her friend, but for her, it was hard liking two people at the same time, but she made her choice, and it was Sean. Still, Tara would always be in her heart. Tara was so fragile, vulnerable, soft, and warm, Adrienne felt like she might break her if she hugged too hard.
In Adrienne's heart, Tara would always have a place and she'd never be replaced, but she also fell in love with someone.
"Sorry guys," Sean said as he walked out, holding three cups, "All they had was grape soda. Hope that's okay."
The girls broke their embrace and took a cup that Sean held out for them.
"Ellie didn't come huh?" Sean asked.
Adrienne shook her head, "She said it wasn't her crowd. Not really mine either."
The three teens just stayed in the back yard, staring at the sky, while the party went on inside.
April
"I'm going to Jane's Addiction!" Adrienne shouted excitedly, "This is so frickin' amazing! I LOVE Jane's Addiction! Dave Navarro is so hott and... GOD they are just great!"
Tara smiled, knowing that Jane's Addiction was Adrienne's favorite band, she was going to see them, live in concert for her birthday in Denver. She was happy that Adrienne was happy.
Arms came around Adrienne's waist from behind and she smiled. it was Sean and she knew it, "Hey."
"Hey yourself." He let go and sat next to her. Lunch time on the bleachers, a great time.
Tim finally came up, Claire right behind him, "Hey people. How goes it?" he sat, Claire right in front of him. Sean and Tim exchanged a high five and settled back down.
Tara felt very awkward being "alone". She tried to smile though and keep on a happy face, but it was hard. She sat quietly as the other continued to talk amongst themselves. Then the bell rang and Tara sighed in relief, "Time for class." Quickly Tara gathered her things and said her goodbyes and went down the bleachers, a backpack slung on her shoulder and a big folder in her hands.
A few days passed and Tara continued to feel awkward. She had always been used to it always being her, Adrienne, and Tim. Always just the three of them. It was good that way. Still, Tara spent this day in the library, claiming she needed to do some extra studying. She sat at a table in the nealy empty library with an open book, not even looking at the words. Her head was on her arm; she was almost falling asleep.
A noise next to her stirred her awake. She sat up and looked around, seeing what caused the noise, it was Ellie. The punk girl sat down, not even looking at Tara, "Hey. Studying hard?"
A tiny smile creeped on Tara's face, "Yeah."
"Why are you in here?" Ellie finally looked up at Tara.
Tara looked down at her hands for a moment and looked back up with a sad smile, not saying a word.
"Ah, I see." Ellie smiled, knowing, "Well, if you ever feel like that, come get me." she smiled.
Adrienne's birthday came and passed, she had spent the night home alone with Sean where they shared their love, so to speak. Andrea, Adrienne's sister hadn't been home but had let Adrienne stay home and invite a few friends. The only person she had invited was Sean.
It hurt Tara that it wasn't her that Adrienne loved, but she knew that the heart chooses who it wants to love, and it wasn't her. It was Sean. There was nothing she could do.
Then the day for the concert, which came out of nowhere, arrived. Adrienne and Sean and Tim and Claire had gone together, Tara felt it best to stay behind, knowing full well that a concert was not the best environment given her anxiety. The only resentment she felt was just that she couldn't be near Adrienne while she was at her happiest peak, something Tara regreted.
End of the 1st part of 10th grade
Author's Note: Sorry everyone, had to end it there as a cliff hanger. Part 2 (May-August) of 10th grade sorta needs it's own chapter, you'll see why.
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