How did I get here?

Over the course of the last year, Reed Johnson's life has made some interesting twists and turns, and sadly, very few of them were for the better. Now, to get her away from the scenes that provoked her post-traumatic stress, her father has chosen to move the family back home to Nazareth in Pennsylvania.
Both old and new friends quickly start to make an impact on her life, and pretty soon, Reed is caught up in a web of drama while dealing with a lot of stuff herself. With an already fragile mental health, who knows how she'll end up?


33. A first for Everything

(Reed's POV)

I was alone for the first time in a while. This might be a good time to go to the studio but then again. I did need some time to think. I sat down on the couch and put my head in my hands. The silence was nice. Not that Alex had talked too much. I still needed to inform Daddy and David about what had happened and I called David's cell. "Hey Reed. What's up?" He answered at the first ring. "Um when are you guys coming home?" "We're at the airport now. We'll be home in about six hours why?" "I just miss you that's all." I lied. I would tell them when they got home. "Ok well we need to go check in so we'll see you in a bit. Bye." He said. "Bye. Love you guys." I hurried to say before he hung up. I went to my room and got a leotard, some thights and my iPod. I was going to the studio.

At the studio I was surprised by Leo.

"Hey!" He said and walked in. ""Leo? Why aren't you in New York?" I screamed and jumped into a hug. "I'm doing a performance at the theater again." "Yeah? That's great! So how is the ballet academy?" I asked. "It's great! You should seriously consider changing your mind. It is so awesome." He said and his eyes shined at the mention of the academy. "Yeah? That good?" "Indeed." He said with a nod. "So are you rehearsing for the performance? What is it by the waay?" "Oh it's nothing in particular. Just modern ballet. And no I just came to see you. I went by your house and you weren't there so I figured you'd be here." "Oh that's sweet." "Yeah well you are one of the only people I know in Jamestown sooo..." I laughed and pulled my hair into a ballerina bun. "Would you like to go grab lunch?" I asked. I had been at the studio for a while and I was famished. I could just make time for lunch before David and Dad were getting home. "Yeah sure." He said.

On the way he told me everything about the school and the monologue lasted all the way through lunch. I asked the occasional question but mostly let him talk. I wanted to know as much about the place as I could. It was a great alternative to college for me. "How is Lara?" He asked. "She's good I think. I haven't seen her much lately but she seemed good last lesson." He nodded and got a serious look on his face. "Reed why is your eye kind of swollen and blue?" "Oh I um... I..." His face got even more grave. "What happened?" "Nothing. I walked into a door." I lied. "You walked.... Into a door?" He said and raised his eyebrows sceptically. I nodded and looked down at my sandwich. "I think I need to head home Leo. My brother and dad are coming home soon." "Ok. I'll see you around." "Yeah." I answered and stood up to hug him goodbye.

At home daddy's car was in the driveway. I heard David yelling something from upstairs and smiled. I took a deep breath and held it before exhaling with a sigh. Here we go I thought. Once inside I quickly stepped into the living room where they were both seated. "Hey princess. Where's Tim?" Dad asked. I sighed again and sat down on the sofa across from them. "He's not coming back." "Why? Did his dad find him?" "Step dad. And no. He did something and I threw him out." I instantly felt the mood in the room drop and suddenly I felt cold. "You WHAT?!" Dad yelled. "Reed how could you do that when you know what he's been through. What if his step dad find him and makes him go home huh?" I got tears in my eyes and felt a lump developing in my throat. Daddy never yelled at me. Ever. I had never seen him like this. And he hadn't even been interested in my side of the story. I stood up and ran out crying. No way was I going to continue that conversation. If he wouldn't listen to me I wouldn't listen to him.

He came out into the kitchen where I had run to and started up again. "Reed what could he possibly have done to make kicking him out fair?" The memory stung at my heart. This wound was too fresh to tear open by speaking about it. But I tried anyway. I opened my mouth to yell back but nothing escaped. No sound came through and I jsut stood there. He shook his head bitterly and said "I thought so." I wanted so badly to bite back but I couldn't bring myself to it. After all I was a daddy's girl. I heard footsteps. One pair going upstairs and one going out of the house. I didn't want to spend another minute in this house.

I knew what I had to do.

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