Flickers

Music was our heart, our mind, our everything --- This is a 5 chapter sample. For the whole book, please go to wattpad.com and search 'Flickers' Click on the one by April_Keys and voilà!

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3. "You're Gonna Go Far, Kid"

Show me how to lie

You’re getting better all the time

And turning all against the one

Is an art that’s hard to teach

Another clever word

Sets off an unsuspecting herd

And as you step back into line

A mob jumps to their feet

Now dance, fucker, dance

Man, he never had a chance

And no one even knew

It was really only you

And now you steal away

Take him out today

Nice work you did

You’re gonna go far, kid

With a thousand lies

And a good disguise

Hit ‘em right between the eyes

Hit ‘em right between the eyes

When you walk away

Nothing more to say

See the lightning in your eyes

See ‘em running for their lives

-You're Gonna Go Far, Kid by The Offspring

•••

Mel and I ran downstairs at the sound of the door opening. Both of our stereos that had been pumping music were silenced and the object itself was hidden under our beds. I bought them when we were sixteen at a garage sale, and I told Melody the only way we could keep them was if we kept them on the down low.

"You f*cking brats! Where's my dinner?" She slapped Melody and pushed her back. Mel, already unbalanced and deathly skinny fell over. "You can't even stand up!" Mom kicked her while she was down and I did the most unexpected thing.

" Show me how to lie

You’re getting better all the time

And turning all against the one," I sang quietly and Melody, already bleeding in the shins, widened her eyes. I could see panic in them, but for the brief minute, I didn't care.

Mom turned from Melody painfully slow, stalking towards me with a wild look in her eyes. She narrowed her eyes before grabbing me by my neck and dragging me towards the kitchen. I waited for the familiar sting of the hot stove on my face, but it never came.

Instead, she kept her hold on me and I was forced into the kitchen wall. "I told you never to sing," She growled lowly, pressing a large blade to my throat. "Any last words, Daughter?" 

I closed my eyes in fear, but slowly opened them when I gained enough bravery. " Now dance, fucker, dance

Man, he never had a chance

And no one even knew

It was really only you

And now you steal away

Take him out today

Nice work you did

You’re gonna go far, kid," I grinned as her hand shook.

"You are going to die," She smiled evilly and start to kneed the knife into my skin. That's when I felt the blood now running down my skin and the lights fading out.

"Harmony!" A scream pierced my ears and I fell into darkness.

•••

My eyes flickered open, unfocused and dizzy. With a pounding headache I got off the sofa, keeping myself balanced. "Harmony?" The angelic voice of a boy broke me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay?"

Because of my past, I took a step away from him. My trust was low, and he seemed to sense that. "Get away from me!" I cried and three other boy's sprinted in the room.

"Why can't she remember me?" The first boy panicked, his eyes clouded with twisting fear. "Why?" Tears started to cascade down my face.

"Who are you?" My voice cracked as I tripped walking backwards. The four boys crowded around.

"Harmony?" A boy that I remember so well pushed them aside.

"Lydian, you jerk! Get away from me! All you did was hurt us!" I wailed, pain slicing at my throat. I grabbed it to try to cease the pain, but it did nothing. As darkness hinted at the edges of my vision, I asked one more question. "Where's Melody?" 

And then my world went dark.

•••

Light entered my line of vision as I stared up at the white ceiling. My throat hurt badly and so did my head. I felt like somebody was drilling into the side of it. "Mel?" I rasped, my breath falling in short, quick pants.

"She's awake!" A man lept to my side and grinned down at me. He easily backed off when the nurses rushed in.

"Who are you?" I asked, feeling slightly dizzy from speaking. The man was dressed in formal attire all the way up to his neatly gelled hair. I blinked to make sure this wasn't another dream and sighed when it was reality.

What the hell was I doing in a hospital?

Apparently I voiced my thoughts aloud for the man chuckled. "Taking in what Melody Smith said into account, while you were being beaten by Lyric Smith, She dialed 911. They got there just as you fainted. Melody is in another room, recovering from minor wounds," He explained and upon seeing my confused look, continued. "I am Carson Smith, your father's brother. I'm the legal guardian of you, Melody, and Lydian," He finished.

"Why didn't I go to Dad?" I stressed, attempting to sit up. A nurse nearby shook her head frantically at me and I gave up, not really in the mood to argue. Just when he was about to answer, the door abruptly opened and Lydian stepped in.

"What are you doing here?" I grounded out, giving my monster of a brother an unwelcoming glare.

"I'm your brother, I love you and hoped you forgive me," He stated softly, handing me a vanilla bean frap. Oh hell no, he did not just use the brother and the Starbucks card. Not on me.

I took a long sip of my non-caffeinic (my own word) drink and continue to glower at him. "Like that's ever going to happen. Get your head out of your ass, Lydian," I spat. This Carson character gave me a disapproving frown, but I didn't give a sh*t right now. He could deal with it. "You can't just walk back into someone's life and expect everything to be okay."

Lydian copied Carson's frown and stalked out of the room. Carson gave me a dirty look. "What was that?"

"That was called standing up for yourself," I retorted and asked the nurse if she could escort this stranger out of my room. "I can't believe the nerve he has," I muttered to myself and shoved my ear buds in my ears, surprised my IPod was actually sitting on the table.

I turned out all my problems and the worry about Melody with more The Offspring. Of course I felt shocked, but this is how I dealt with my emotions; I pushed people away and drowned myself in music.

And if drowning meant death, I was sure as hell a happy Angel.

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