Author's note: I know it's been a while, and I'm sorry. First off, I'm horribly undisciplined, and second, things got a little crazy here for a while. I am probably going to conclude this at ten entries, unless I suddenly get a bunch of really great ideas.
Disclaimers: ER isn't mine. The song line is from a song by The Ramones, and also not mine.
Lucy tore her eyes away from the stars outside her window and focused on screen of her computer. She put her fingers to the keys, but no, it wasn't a day for typing. She didn't usually like to use up the memory of her computer by recording her diary entries, but once in a while, she gave herself the luxury.
"Carter's like most of the kids at school were. He really doesn't get it. The ones that ask, or the ones that say they're sorry, they never will. Most of the others in my class in med school, and most of the people I work with in the ER wouldn't believe the kind of person I was growing up. They wouldn't believe how angry I was back then if I showed them my old diaries. Or my old scars."
"My friends were all the kids that... That didn't fit in, the outcasts. None of us were really that dark, I don't think. Things were just rough, and we were sick of explaining. I don't think any of us came from a 'complete' home. It was weird, in a way. Most of us had mostly happy families, even if they were sort of fractured. A couple of the girls though, Chelsea and Viv really had it bad. It wasn't just that mom or dad was missing, but that whoever was there wasn't so great. I guess we were the precursors to the Goths."
"The thing that drew us all together wasn't that our families were weird. It was that we didn't want to have to explain. The other kids, kids like Carter probably was, they'd ask questions when you said 'parent' as a singular instead of using the plural, or only mentioned mom or something. We never asked, if someone wanted to tell, they could. But they didn't have to. It was like that one song... 'Gabba gabba hey, we accept you...' I can't remember who sang it though. One of Mary's favorite bands. Older group, I think."
"Most of us grew out of the dark thing with time, to various extents. I don't think Jessica is ever going to be sunshine and roses, but even she strikes you as the kind of person who had a normal family now. The only one who didn't outgrow it was Viv. I wish one of us had seen the OD coming."
"We all get together when we can. It's hard, since we've scattered a lot. I'm here, and so is Mary, but Jessica, Annie, they're on the east coast, and Jane is in California. This is gonna sound really callous, but I don't think any of us really miss Viv anymore. We all feel bad sometimes, but she never let anyone get close to her. She said in the note that she was sick of being alone. How didn't she see that she didn't have to be?"
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