Hey :) me again haha
I had some spare time so I figured I'd try and upload a second chapter as quick as possible, to make up for my absence
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Have you ever kept all your feelings inside?
Have you ever just bottled them up and put on a smile?
Pretend everything was okay, even though inside you were almost, burning?
Have you ever let it get to the point where you just couldn't hold it in any longer?
Where you end up doing something that changes your life forever?
Changes your life in all the wrong ways?
I have.
Back at home...
"Okay, I'll see you in school tomorrow" Cat shouted back to Beck as she walked up to her house, Beck waved from the window of his truck before driving off, the sun was just going down on a Sunday evening, the sky all different shades of pink and orange as.
Cat put her key in the lock, twisted it, waited for the click, and then opened the door, kicking off her shoes as she stepped inside, throwing her backpack down as well, she looked in the kitchen, but no one was there.
"Mom? Dad?" she called out but she didn't get an answer, she saw a note on the fridge.
"Cat
Me, your father, are going to visit your brother
We'll stay in a hotel
We'll be gone for at least a month
There's $300 on your bed in case you need it
Take care
Love you
Mom x"
They were gone? they left to go see her brother without even telling her? the truth was, they never even told Cat why her brother 'moved away' but Cat knew, she was still in touch with him, they always spoke.
The truth was, he was in rehab, he got so out of control on drugs that one night he hit Cat, hard, he had anger issues too, something Cat was learning she had herself more and more, maybe it was a brother and sister thing?
Since then though he wanted to change, he could see just how scared Cat became of him after that night, she was only trying to help.
*Flashback*
"Mom not home yet?" Cat asked as her brother opened the door, the smell of marijuana shot out as soon as the door opened, right up Cat's nose
"Not yet" he turned to go back to what he was doing
Sitting down in the front room with some friends, drinking, smoking
"You know your not supposed to do this" Cat asked following him
"You're lucky you're sexy or I'd tell you to shut up" one of his friends called, making the rest laugh
"Cat I'm fine don't worry"
"Whatever"
Cat walked upstairs
*End Flashback*
Cat hated remembering that stuff, whatever happened after was obviously bad, as by the time Cat came back down from her room he was alone.
*Flashback*
Cat walked back downstairs, she was starting to feel hungry, she checked her phone, almost seven, her parents would be home soon, maybe she could order a pizza.
As she walked to the kitchen she stopped seeing her brother passed out on the floor, empty bottle's scattered on the table and floor around him
Cat walked over with a smirk, "I told you its not good for you" she kicked his side gently to wake him
He was clearly way out of it, like he didn't even know where he was
His eyes looked like they were rolling back in his head.
"I'm telling mom, this has to stop"
Hearing this her brother suddenly jumped to his feet and stopped Cat as she went to walk away.
"Don't tell mom" he shouted
"I have to" Cat shouted back
"I'm worried about you" she added
"I want my brother back"
Before Cat could continue he hit her
He punched her, in the eye, as she went back her head hit the wall hard.
She slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor, one hand on her face where she had been hit.
Mouth haning open, tears forming in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Cat" her brother went to try and help her up.
"Don't touch me" Cat shouted, standing up by herself.
Pushing past him she went to walk back up to her room.
She stopped at the foot of the stairs and looked back.
Her eye was starting to swell, her parents would obviously ask how it happened.
Tear's ran down her face as the two held eye contact.
"I want my brother back"
*End flashback*
Since then he was never around, but Cat knew the truth, she hated thinking about the whole thing, all that happened, the night when he hit her, seeing him taken away by police later in the night.
Just the thought of it all, made Cat angry, she could feel the rage start to build inside, it was happening again, she was losing control.
But she then remembered the camping trip, and more importantly, the fire.
She went to go upstairs to her room, taking her backpack up as she did so, she threw it down on the bed and opened it, taking out a pack of five tall candles, they were initially for camping, but Cat wanted them for herself.
She made up a lie about not knowing where they were, despite putting them in her bag, along with the matches that weren't used.
She took the candle's out, walking over to her desk, lined with various makeup and other essentials, for a girl anyway.
She lined the candle's neatly at the front of her desk, taking a match out of the box, she struck the match and watched the flame grow, one by one, she lit the candle's.
She sat there, watching each candle burn, she was calm now, her anger went away.
It was like she was at peace, nothing else seemed to matter, just the five individual flames that danced atop the candle stick's.
But then something caught Cat's eye, one of her can's of deodarant.
She picked it up and looked at it.
More importantly, she looked at the warning on the back.
"Extremely flamable"