I do not own the song in this story it's Family Portrait by Pink!!!
Chapter Thirty-Six
My eyes flutter open when I feel Damon’s lip touch my forehead. “Wha-” I croak out.
“I have to go meet with my manager and then recording some new songs. I will be back later babe,” he says with a smile and kisses my head.
“Bye,” I say softly and then shut my eyes again. I hear him laugh lightly and then the door shut. I drift back into a peaceful sleep.
I reopen my eyes and the clock says nine, so I stretch and climb out of bed in my baby blue, silk, shorts and blue, cotton tank top. Using the back of my hands I rub my eyes. I pull my hair up in to a messing pony tail.
Bing! My computer chimes. I walk over to my desk and see a Skype video chat from Iraq. My heart beat picks up as I click accept. Nick’s face pops up on the screen, with his dirty blonde hair that looks kind of dusty, his brown bread that’s starting to grow, and his blue eyes look lonely and distant. He smiles when he sees my face and adjust his army uniform.
“Nick?” I say biting my lip as my eyes get watery.
“Hey baby sis,” he says, his voice is rough and tired sounding. A tear escapes my eyes and falls down my cheek.
“Bubby! I haven’t heard from you in forever! Are you ok?” I ask as I wipe away the tear.
“Yeah baby sis, I’m ok. I’m sorry I haven’t talked to you in awhile. I tried a few times but, I guess you were busy. The fort got hit and we had to relocate. Don’t worry we are all fine though. How are you? What’s been going on? I miss you so much!” he says and runs his hand through his hair with a smile.
“I miss you so much too! I am happy you’re ok! I have been very fine but, I do have a boyfriend now,” I say wiping away a few more stray tears.
He looks at me wide eyed and then bursts out laughing. “You… Boyfriend…hilarious… nice…one!” he gets out and I shot him a glare.
“Nick, I am being serious,” I say annoyed and I see a huge smile rise on his face and it’s my favorite smile in the world.
“Who is he?” he asks shifting in his seat.
“Damon Mead,” I mumble.
“Damon Mead?” Nick says with shock. “As in America’s bad boy? The rock star Damon Mead? Rich, famous, mom’s client Damon?” he asks astounded.
I smile weakly at him. “Yeah.”
“Wow,” he says and is quiet for a moment. “Do I get meet him?” he asks with a smirk.
“Yeah, when you get home but I haven’t told him about you,” I say softly.
“Have you told him about dad?” he asks quietly and I shake my head. “
Does he know anything of your past?” he asks and I shake my head again. “Baby sis, you have to tell him why you are so closed off to love,” Nick says and sighs.
“I will,” I say nodding my head and wiping away some tears.
“Anything else going on?” he asks yawning.
“Well I’m going be a singer?” I say as I shift in the computer chair.
“Really? Are you sure you want to Caroline?” he asks looking out for me like always.
“Yes,” I say with a sigh and hear someone call for Nick.
“I need to go baby sis! I love so much and miss you! Talk to you soon!” he says and I nod crying.
“I love you too and miss you too! Bye!” I say crying and he frowns and the screen goes back. It always seems like we never have enough time. I just want my brother back. He’s right I need to tell Damon. I will when he gets home. My stomach swirls with nerves.
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“Honey, I’m home!” Damon says as he busts into my room with a big ol’ smile.
“Hey sweetie,” I say as I sit my guitar off my lap. Damon lies on the end of my bed on his side and props his head up on his hand.
“So what did my girl do today?” he asks with a bright smile.
“Oh well um, just talked to my brother and wrote some songs,”
I say as I look away from his face.
“Brother? What? You have a brother?!” he says sitting up really quickly. I swallow hard. Here comes the truth.
“Yeah,” I say softly and Damon looks kind of mad.
“What else don’t I know!? What is the truth of your past?” Damon asks running his hand through his hair and slightly tugging at it.
“I have a song will you just listen to it?” I ask my voice not very strong.
Damon looks down into my eyes and sighs. “Sure.”
I nod and pick up my guitar placing it on my lap. I slowly begin to pick at it and begin to sing. (This song do not bong to me it is Family Portrait by Pink.)
“Aah aah
Aah aah” I sing softly.
“Ohh ohh ohh ohh
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Mama please stop cryin’
I can’t stand the sound
Your pain is painful
And it’s tearin’ me down
I hear glasses breakin’
As I sit up in my bed
I told Dad you didn’t mean
Those nasty things you said
You fight about money
‘bout me and my brother
And this is what I come home to this is my shelter
It aint easy, growin’ up in World War III
Never knowin’ what love could be
You’ll see I don’t want love to destroy me
Like it has my family
Can we work it out?
Can we be a Family?
I promise I’ll be better
Mommy I’ll do anything
Can we work it out
Can we be a family
I promise I’ll be better
Daddy, please don’t leave
Daddu please stop yelling
I can’t stand the sound
Make Mama stop cryin’
‘Cause I need you around
My mama, she loves you
No matter what she says is true
I know that she hurt you
but remember I love you too
I ran away today
Ran from the noise, ran away
Don’t wanna go back to that place
But don’t have no choice no way,” I sing and decide to stop there as a few tears run down my face.
“Wow,” he says and reaches over and pulls me into a hug.
“I was five we lived on this ranch and my mother found out about that my father was having an affair. My brother, he was ten, and took me up into his room and turned on the music so I didn’t hear the fighting, but I did. My mom was running him down a list of do her wrongs. I remember thinking she didn’t mean it and not understanding how if they loved each other she could say mean things to her. The fighting went on for days and I had enough so I ran away. But where is a five year girl supposed to go when she lives on a ranch? So I had to return and when I did my father was gone and my mother was crying. I never heard from him ever again not even a goodbye. I found out that he had got his other women pregnant and that’s part of the reason for the fight the other part is that he cheated. So he left us to go live with his new family. After he left my brother went on a downhill spiral. At the age thirteen he drank, did drugs and slept around. He was daddy’s little boy and was lost without his father. At sixteen he began street racing and burnt tons of money. When he turn eighteen he realized how screwed his life is and enlisted in the military to turn his life around and trust me it has. He is a completely different person and has let go of the past. When I was ten we moved here and my mom’s first big client took off and after that she became famous and we were rich and my mom wanted me to become a amazing person and do amazing things,” I say as I release a breath.
“I am so sorry, sweetie,” he says and hugs me tight and kisses my forehead. Gosh I am falling in love with him. I never tell anyone this. I am just scared to fall because what if Damon doesn’t catch me?
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