scarlett and the stars

The Dream

Okay so people will always say ''Oh I'm so sorry to hear that about your parents." But that's all that can get past. They think that when I tell them the rest it's from some type of shock or something. but I'm telling the truth. None of this is a lie.

By the way my name is Scarlett. I don't want to tell my last name, because it brings them back. and I know what you are thinking who are they? And if they are gone don't you want to bring them back? Keep their memory alive? And my answer to that is no.

No I don't want to bring them back. And they are my parents. I want their memory to be dead with them. But they can't be dead with their last name that lives on with me. It will haunt me 'till the end of my days.

I know I sound heartless but I can't help it when they did the exact same thing to me. They are the reason I am so dark. I didn't have a happy childhood- they often left me for dead, and went out and got drunk or what ever they did.

But they were famous, and I was a dirty little accident that they kept locked up. I have to give all my thanks to Sylvia and Scott. Sylvia is my servant who was always there to pick me up when I fell, and Scott, my best friend, kept me up. Then the reason that I haven't done anything that would harm me in a long time is because of my wonderful boyfriend of 3 years, Gage. He was the reason that I'm telling you this right now. He found me in an alley way alone with a piece of broken glass in my hand sitting on the ground leaning against an apartment building crying. He ran up to me and he didn't even know me then. But I knew him.

"What are you doing here? You done belong in this corner of town." I said as he pulled the glass out of my hand.

"Well I was walking around and I saw a very pretty young girl crying and then I saw the glint of glass." he said holding my shaking hands.

"Gage." i barely managed to whisper.

"How do you know my name?"

"Gage you are in every sport that you are allowed to play in." I said with a slight chuckle.

He pulled me into a warm embrace and I couldn't help but feel his heart start to race and his chest rise and fall with each new breath. And his hug felt like more of a home then any other place I have ever been to. I pulled away slightly just to look at his eyes. They were a strange colour. Like a steely gray or silver i couldn't quite place it. But all i knew was that i was finally getting to do something that i have always dreamed about doing. Being in Gage's arms. I had always had a crush on him. That was when he stated hanging out. I hoped he hadn't been doing it out of pity. But that was three years ago.

That morning when I woke up, I was mid-scream. I had a nightmare that my parents hadn't died in the car accident. That they had somehow survived. And they came back home. I never wanted to see them again! They had looked the same as the day when they died. But they didn't act the same. Like they hated me even more. They were trying to kill me. To take everything good away from me. They had told me that they had killed Gage, and Scott! I started to cry and yelled at them and was backing up, trying to get as far away from them as possible. But with each step back they took one forward.