I'll be the Brightest, You'll See

"Are you ready for this?" Oli asked me, the five of us stood in front of the house that my parents had occupied. I swallowed down and shook my head.

"I'll never be ready for this." I mumbled, mainly to myself.

"It's gonna be okay. Whatever the out come, we all have each other." Mike reassured me. I looked at Vic and he smiled weakly.

"This is it." I said softly. He grabbed my hand and we both walked forward. I rose my other hand and knocked it against the wood. Every second that passed us by, felt like a million years. Vic squeezed my hand tightly and it made me even more nervous. The door swung open and we came face to face with my mom. Her eyes widened in shock and I could tell she was trying to fabricate another way out of this situation. "There's nothing you can do, it's game over." I said with so much anger in my voice. She tried to shut the door over but I pushed against it with so much force it swung back and it off the wall. Everyone looked at me with shock.

"Scarlett, please calm down." She told me.

"Where is she?" I demanded.

"Scarlett!" She shouted at me. I was taken a back but I wasn't going to falter.

"I asked where she is!" I shouted in my moms face, I watched her back down a little.

"You need to let me explain everything." She said softly. I furrowed my eyebrows at her furiously.

"Explain? Okay go ahead. Tell me how you took my daughter and pretended she was your own?" I spat at her. "Tell me how my father beat up Vic twice and made his life Hell?" I folded my arms firmly across my chest. "Or enlighten me on why you've done everything you could to keep me away from her? What kinda mother are you?!?" I screamed at her. My moms eyes filled with tears and she lifted a shaky hand to wipe the ones that fell, away.

"I'm sorry Scarlett." She sobbed. I pushed past her and into the living room. There was no one here. I checked the whole of the downstairs and still nothing.

"Where is she?!?" I shouted as I marched towards her. I grabbed my mom by the shoulders and forcefully shook her.

"Upstairs." She cried. I pushed her away and sprinted up the stairs, missing about 3 steps at a time. I heard footsteps following me, presumably Vic's. I entered the first door and my heart fell flat at the scene before me.

Inside the first room was my little girl, in bed hooked up to machines and IV drips. My heart began to grow rapid in its movement. I slowly walked towards the bed and noticed she was unconscious. My knees grew weak as I watched her tiny body, so frail and fragile. "Scarlett." Vic said. I looked back at him as my mom entered the room.

"Let me speak to you." She begged. I fell to the floor, my knees finally gave in. My mom say down next to me and pulled me into her arms. As much as I hated her right now, I needed my fucking mom.

"What's wrong with her?" I whispered so quietly that I even wondered how she heard me.

"She has leukaemia." My mother mumbled so softly. I pulled back and looked at her, frowning hard.

"What?" I shook my head, the information made no sense to me.

"Why on earth have you kept this from me? I've known you've had her for nearly a year. This is disgusting." I spat at her.

"I didn't wanna hurt you. If you knew of her condition things would get more complicated. She's... Not got long left Scarlett." My mom dropped her head.

I looked up at Vic, whom looked like he wanted to cry but didn't. He walked over to us and sat down. He pulled us both into his arms and hugged us tightly.

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Vic sat a cup of coffee down in front of me. I didn't feel like drinking it but he went to the trouble of making it for me so I had to at least pretend I was going to drink it. "Thank you." I mumbled, holding onto the cup as tightly as possible. A shiver ran down my spine as I realised I had been sitting outside for the past hour, England is a cold place.

"You're welcome." He said softly. I took as sip of the coffee and it was disgusting. He's a great singer but he cannot make coffee for shit. I sat the cup down beside me and looked up at the night sky.

"The sky always looks the same no matter where you are, I think that's kinda beautiful." I mumbled. I could feel him staring at me, making me a little self conscious.

"The night sky makes you look so beautiful." He said softly. I tore my eyes away from the sky and looked at him.

This time he didn't hesitate, he leaned in and captured my lips in his. I felt shocked and surprised. I pulled back and looked at him with a frown. "What happened to last night?" I asked him.

"Today made me realise that it doesn't matter, none of this matters." He looked me dead in the eyes. "If I have you, then nothing else matters." He whispered.

I kissed him on the lips, this time much slower and more passionately. I cringed a little because he tasted like coffee and it made me giggle. He gave me a strange look which made me laugh even more. "Sorry." I laughed.

"What's the problem?" He raised an eyebrow.

"You taste like coffee." I told him.

"No shit, I've been drinking coffee." He said obnoxiously.

"Yeah but you're shit at making coffee." I smiled at him.

"That's really mean." He pretended to be hurt. I just wrapped my arm around his torso and hugged into him.

"Vic?" I asked.

"Mhm." He mumbled.

"What are we going to do about this whole thing?" I questioned him, we were both thinking about it but we were also both too scared to ask or mention it.

"What do you want to do?" He asked me.

"Honestly?" I said looking up at him.

"Yes." He replied.

"She has a few weeks of her life left, as far as she knows my parents are her parents. Why ruin her life by telling her otherwise? She's 5 years old and she doesn't need that shit. If we let her live the rest of her life out knowing we are her parents then she will be confused." I explained. Vic nodded along.

"So we leave?" He asked.

"It sounds horrible, it sounds like we would be abandoning her but my parents will look after her. They have for so long now." I sighed, rubbing my face with my hands.

"I get what you're saying. It means less hurt for us and less confusion for her." Vic agreed.

"I feel horrible for making this decision, but it's for the best." I sighed, looking up at the sky.

"I hope on some level she knows that we love her and that she would have had an amazing life with us." Vic told me. I looked at him and smiled softly.

"She does." I said and then kissed his cheek. "She really does." I said looking up into the sky again. This isn't how I imagined the trip to end, but there's literally nothing I can do. Life sucks.

Notes

You guys hate me right?