"Always Been A Miss Nobody" [2]

"Thank you" i said.
"for what?" Matt asked.
"Uh i dont know. For letting me stay with you. And everything else, i guess. I've only had two people say its nice to see me in 10 years, and i guess it just makes me happy" i said wiping a tear away.

He looked as if he could feel my pain. As if he could relate to what i'd gone through.

"Your welcome. Uh Chantelle told me stories of her past. Most involving you. From when you all made a mess in the kitchen" he said smiling.

I let out a soft laugh remembering the good times when mom was around.

All of us girls would have a baking contest every 2 months. Ofcourse i never won or baked for that matter. I was always too young. I would be the tast tester. And when my sister made fun of me for being too young i'd always say "Alright then Big butt. When i get older im gonna beat you" but i never got to do it though.

"and all the way to your screaming nights" he continued.

My heart dropped at the sound of "Your screaming nights".

"Did she tell you why i screamed at night" i asked my voice low and face hund down. I looked up as  he nodded.

"Did she tell you she left me when i was eight. Two years after my mom diedand two years after it started?" i asked/

He nodded once again.

"You know. When she left it only got worse. He never stopped. He never did. And just when it was getting harder to hide it all two months ago happened and now here i am still covered in bruises" i said sobbing.
"Dont Cry!Dont Cry! It will be Just fine" he said as he wrapped my skinny limp body in a hug.

I slowly jerked away and wiped under my eyes.

"Can we go now?" i asked quietly
"Yeah" he said and grabbed a few of my bags leaving me two small ones.

I grabbed my two bags and followed slowly after him.

He slowed to a stop at a dark blue porche that had me awed.

"This is yours"i asked amazed.
"yeah. It was a gift from my manager"He said with no feeling.
"Manager?" i asked.
"Oh. i forgot. Ya'll lost contact and she didnt tell you" he said.
" Im in a band. Im an song writer, artist ya know" he said.

My sister and a guy i've never heard of? Welli shouldnt put it that way theres alot of guys ive never heard of. And girls.

"What kind of music?" i asked while getting into the passenger seat.
"Usually a mixture" he said starting the ignition.
"Oh. Do any rock? Hardcore stuff?" i asked
"Uh.We do a little soft rock" he said driving down a  wide highway.
"Oh." was all i said for the rest of the ride


We pulled up a long narrow driveway that led up to a huge mansion like house. This time I was awed more than i was toward the porche.

"This....this...this..."I stuttered out.
"Yeah i know" he said getting the bags.
"Please tell me this was not a gift" i said.
"No. your sister and i liked it. So we got it. Its got ALOT of extra room" he said smiling beside me.
"Speaking of Chantelle here she comes now" he added looking up the long driveway.

I followed his gaze up the driveway.