My Reality

I wake up to my phone ringing and answer it.

"Hello." I say in my groggy voice.

"Morning sleepyhead, you told me to call." Andy says.

"Yeah I'm getting up right now." I say staggering to my feet.

"Just text me when you're ready."

"Okay I will, love you."

"Love you." The line goes dead and I look at the time. It's 10:34am.

I run into the bathroom and take a shower. I put my hair in a lazy bun and do cat eyes. I change into my Led Zeppelin hoodie, my black leggings, and my black combat boots. I walk into the kitchen where Sam is.

"Good morning, want some pancakes?" He asks.

"No thanks, I have to get going." I say grabbing an apple from the fridge.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks.

"To see my mother." I lie.

"Wait and I'll take you."

"No, she needs me."

"Okay I'll take you right now."

"No, just stay here and watch sports or something."

"Why can't I come with you? Are you fucking that guy who approached me in the parking lot?"

"I'm not fucking Andy," not yet at least. "I'll be back later." I say running out the door. I run over to Andy's apartment and buzz him up.

"Hello?" Juliet asks.

"Is Andy there?" I ask into the speaker.

"I'll send him down." She says.

I wait a few seconds and Andy appears in front of my eyes. "I thought I told you to text me." He says hugging me.

"I just really need you to come with me." I say.

"Where are we going?"

"Just give me five minutes, okay?" He nods and I take out my phone and dial a number.

"Hello?" A British man asks.

"Hi my name's Scarlet, am I speaking to Blake Osbourne?" I ask.

"Yes." He says.

"Well I was told you wanted to meet with me, I thought today would be good, but you don't have to if you wanna."

"No, today's great. I'll text you my address, I'd really like to get to know you."

"Okay I'll see you soon." I hang up and hug Andy.

"What was that for?" He asks.

"I'm just glad to have you here with me." I say.

"So where are we going?" He asks.

I show him the address on my phone screen and he drives us to Blake's house. I hope he's not an asshole like I dreamt him up to be. Well at least that asshole was somewhat kind to me. I mean he did give me generous amounts of money to spend, so I guess he was okay. We finally get there and I feel numb as we slowly approach the mansion. It looks exactly how I dreamt it to be. I knock slowly three times. The door opens.

"Scarlet?" He asks and I nod. "Well come in wont you?" Now I can really hear his British accent. I pull Andy by the hand into the mansion with me. I'm stunned at my imagination and how realistic it is. "Wow, you're all grown up, how old are you?"

"Eighteen, I'll be nineteen August 17th." I say. Andy squeezes my hand. I look at him and he looks confused, I nod at him and look back at Blake.

"Would you two like to join me for some lunch?" Blake asks.

"That'd be great." I say and Andy nods.

We walk out to the patio and sit at the wooden table. Two women walk out with plates of food and place it on the table. They leave.

"Dig in." Blake says. I take a bite out of my burger, and drink some water. "So who is this young man accompanying you?"

"This is Andy, my boyfriend." I say.

"It's nice to meet you sir." Andy says shaking Blake's hand. I giggle when he says sir.

"How old are you?" Blake asks Andy.

"I'm twenty four years old." Andy says, Blake frowns.

"So Scarlet, how's your mother?" Blake asks.

"She's in the hospital, she just came out of surgery a couple of days ago." I answer.

"Surgery for what?" Blake asks.

"She got shot. You see the father I grew up with always hurt me and my mom. A couple of days ago I summoned the courage to call the cops on him. The cops came and tried to shoot him, but ended up shooting my mother instead. I'm going to go into the police station on Monday to find out more." I say.

"I'm sorry love. I might visit her soon, has she changed her last name?" He asks.

"She goes by Sandra Kanes." I say.

"Huh,"

"Huh what?"

"Just when I first met her, she told me her name was Rose."

We chat a little while longer before we had to go. Blake says that he wants me to come back next week with Ricky. That sounds horrible, but whatever. When Andy and I get into the car, he turns to me.

"So you had me come with you to meet your real dad?" He asks.

"Yeah, he seems like a nice guy." I say as Andy begins to drive.

"Yeah a nice guy who hates me." He says.

"He doesn't hate you, he doesn't even know you enough to hate you."

"He knows that I'm six years older than his daughter, who I'm dating. He probably suspects I'm some player only looking for sex."

"Except you aren't. It doesn't even matter what he thinks, I love you and nothing can change that."

"I know, it's just I wanted to make a better impression."

"How can you possibly do that? He thinks you're fucking his daughter." We both laugh.

"I love you Scar, to the end of the world and back." He says. Did he really just say that? I didn't tell him about that, he actually said that.

"To the end of the world and back." I say.

Andy drops me off at home and I walk into the apartment.

"Where the fuck were you?" Sam asks sitting in his chair with an empty bottle of scotch and the side table. Oh fuck!

"I visited my mom, like I told you." I say softly.

"No you didn't," he slurs, "I visited your mom after you left and stayed there for about a half an hour. So don't bother lying to me!"

"I was out. I'm a teenager, I like to hangout with friends."

"Really? Who are your friends?" He asks, always knowing that I've never had many friends.

"James, Andy, Alexis, and Ricky." Yes I'm bullshitting him, but okay with them. Hell, I love Andy and James is a good friend.

"So if you were just out with friends, then why'd you lie?" He asks stumbling to his feet.

"Because maybe I didn't want you knowing about them."

He walks up to me, I can feel his breath on my face. I'm frozen, unable to move from where I stand. It's like my feet are glued to the floor. He looks me dead in the eyes and rubs his thumb on my cheek. "Don't lie to me, I don't like it when you lie." He whispers and kisses me. I try to push him back but he doesn't budge. He releases and smiles at me. Then BAM, he slaps me across the face so hard I fall onto the floor. He chuckles and picks me up. I punch him in the chest but it doesn't do anything. He lays me on the bed and...

Notes

And what? What the fuck happens? I hope she'll be okay.

Q: What are your dreams?
I've always wanted to be the lead singer of a rock band since I was like four.


Shout Outs:

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Ellie-phant
IzzieDeadnow



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