I'll be the Brightest, You'll See

"Do you think this will look good?" I asked Alysha. She stared at me with a thoughtful look on her face.

"You look amazing, I'm honestly shocked that you've never thought about modelling before now." She smiled at me, I'm so glad I have someone in my life who influences the good in me.

"Well I never really had much confidence before so I honestly didn't think anyone would want me as a model." I shrugged. I know I'm not ugly but I don't think I'm the best looking girl around. I think I'm just lucky.

"I don't understand why, I have always been so jealous of your looks." Alysha gushed, I could feel myself blushing.

"You have no reason to be jealous." I told her, she just rolled her eyes playfully.

"Well thank you." She said as she straightened out her crop top. "So has Mike said anything to you about me?" She asked sheepishly. I couldn't help but smile at how cute they are.

"Not really, when did you last speak to him?" I asked her.

"The day before you arrived." She informed me.

"Well that was only 2 days ago, are you worried about something?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No... It's just I haven't really liked anyone the way I like him." I could tell from the way she spoke about Mike that she was serious about him. "I just feel really nervous when it comes to speaking to him in general." She laughed nervously.

"I know what you mean but Mike is really easy going, all you have to do is be patient and try not to freak out." I explained to her, she nodded and smiled as convincingly as possible but it was clear there was more on her mind.

"You do look great Scarlett." She complimented me again. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a black lace crop top and high waisted leggings. My hair was wavy and I had my makeup done with some eyeliner and nude coloured lipstick.

"Thank you Alysha, I would probably still be stuck in my house crying about the fact my life sucks if it wasn't for you. " I laughed, my life was slowly but surely picking up.

"It's no problem." She grinned at me.

-

"Sit on the counter." The photographer told me. "Lift your left arm up and place it on your head, more relaxed than that... That's it!" He said excitedly.

"Looks great Scarlett!" Alysha called out, she was really helping me out today. I've never felt so good about myself.

"And that's it." The photographer told me. I smiled happily and jumped off the counter.

"Thank you, you made me feel amazing today." I told him, he seemed really shy without a camera in front of his face.

"Not a problem, I'll contact you once I've done the editing process." He held his hand out and shook mines.

My phone began to ring in my pocket and I pulled it out. Mike's name flashed across the screen so I excused myself from the kitchen. "Hello?" I asked as I pressed the answer button.

"Scarlett you have to come home now!" Mike told me, his voice was frantic.

"Why? What's wrong?" I asked with confusion.

"Your dad is back..." He said softly. I could feel my heart sink into my chest.

"Isn't it better that I stay away then?" I frowned down the phone.

"No because there's only so long I can keep Vic away from your house, he's angry and wants to know what happened to his child Scarlett." Mike sighed.

"Is he stupid? My dad will kill him!" I almost shouted down the phone.

"Yes, as a matter of fact he is stupid." Mike groaned.

"I'll be back in about an hour okay but please don't let Vic go over to my house, please." I begged him.

"Just hurry." Mike said and then hung up the phone.

I walked into the kitchen again and Alysha gave me a strange look. "My dad is back." I said softly. Her eyes widened and she knew what it meant.

-

We pulled up into the driveway, my dads car I presume already outside my house. "Are you nervous?" Alysha asked me. I gave her a look that, one that said Hell yes.

"Let's go face the devil." I mumbled and got out of the car. We walked up the pathway and into the house. I could hear my dad yelling, great.

"Where is your sister?!?" He yelled. I walked into the living room and came face to face with my dad and two sisters.

"Here I am dad." I said with no emotion whatsoever. He was shocked to see me but honestly I didn't feel anything towards him.

"Scarlett when did you get out? Why didn't you contact me?" He tried to sound caring but I know for a fact he doesn't actually care.

"About two weeks ago and mainly because I'd rather eat rusty nails that contact you." I said bitterly. I noticed Kiera snicker in the background.

"Don't be so childish Scarlett, you're a woman now." He said with a warning tone. "You two leave." He pointed towards Alysha and Kiera. They both nodded and left the house, I don't know where they were going to go, probably the Fuentes house.

"Why are you here dad?" I said, folding my arms across my chest.

"I came to see how you are doing." He said trying to sound as if he actually cared.

"Bullshit." I said smugly.

"Language!" He shouted at me.

"I'm not a kid anymore, I said goodbye to my childhood the minute you threw me into a loony bin!" I shouted back at him.

"Well you're still acting like it." He snapped. I just rolled my eyes and sat down on the couch.

"Well I did learn from the best, father." I smirked at him.

He walked over to me and picked me up by the arm. "You need to learn a little respect Scarlett!" He shouted in my face, his grip on my arm getting unbearable.

"Let go of me!" I shouted and tried to squirm out of his grip.

"Not until you grow up and stop being such a little bitch." He sounded deranged. I tried to push him back and suddenly his hand collided with my cheek, letting me go and sending me to the floor. I looked up at him with fear and shock on my face.

"Still beating people up that don't do what you want huh?" I looked towards Vic, shocked that he seen what had just happened.

My dad looked at him furiously. "I thought I taught you a lesson son, obviously you need it again." My dad began to march over to where Vic was but I grabbed his ankle and pulled him down onto the floor.

I crawled over to where Vic was standing and he helped me up. My dad looked at us and slowly rose to his feet. "Just go away dad, there is no reason for us to ever speak to each other again." I choked out.

"After all these years you still choose that scumbag over your own family." My dad shook his head, clearly losing it.

"What kinda family locks her away and takes her baby away from her?" Vic asked furiously.

"And trust me, we made sure you'll never see your daughter again. She was a huge mistake considering she was made by you two. That kid will never know that her real parents are two losers with no direction in life. Her mother a bipolar mental case who tried to kill herself while pregnant with her. Her father? A joke really. Like your band is gonna be a suitable way to sustain yourself and a family." He began laughing. "Good luck to you both, honestly you'll need." He grinned and then pushed past us and walked out of the house.

I stood there, my heart pounding and my head thumping. His words cut deep, because he wasn't wrong. I am crazy and I might be stable right now but that's only because I have to rely on medication to keep me sane. "Are you okay?" Vic asked. I looked at him and wiped away the tears.

"No, I'm not." I choked, trying not to sound completely broken but I failed. My knees buckled and I fell onto the floor, Vic dropped next to me and wrapped his arms around me. I began crying, sobbing into his chest. "I want her back, I want her Vic." I cried. He rocked me back and forth, rubbing my back and just holding me.

"We're gonna get her back, I swear if it's the last thing I do." He said with so much determination, he pulled back and looked into my eyes. "We are gonna get her and give her a better life than she could ever imagine." Vic told me. I stared into his eyes and I fell in love all over again.

flashback.

"Just one more push Scarlett!" The doctor encouraged me. I didn't need the encouragement at all, this was going to happen regardless of her telling me to push. "You're almost there." She told me again. Another wave of nauseating pain ran through my body and I pushed as hard as I could.

The light screams filled the room. My heart began beating so fast, I wanted to just float away, I felt so weightless. "It's a girl!" A nurse said happily. They wrapped the baby up and I could see her, she was lying on a table being cleaned off.

Tears began to fill my vision, I wanted her so much. She was so beautiful and she was mine but I wasn't allowed to be her mother and that killed me. The nurse brought her over to me. "Can I hold her?" I asked. She looked at me with concern but then allowed me to hold the baby I just gave birth to.

She placed her into my arms and I began to sob, for the first time in my life it was happy tears. Out of all the horrible, heartbreaking things I've been through the past year it makes me so happy and content to know that this angel came out of it all. "She looks like you." The nurse told me.

I took another look into the baby's eyes, and without a doubt she has her fathers eyes. Chocolate brown with a hint of golden in there. It almost felt like Vic was here with me, and it broke my heart to know I was here with our child and he doesn't know anything about her. "She's perfect." I whispered and kissed her head.

"I have to take her away now." The nurse told me. I looked at her with fear in my eyes.

"No, I want to keep her." I held onto the baby tighter.

"You know that's not an option Scarlett." She said softly. I held my child to my chest and that made the nurse angry. She called for two other nurses to help her out. One held my body down and the other prized the child out of my hands. Her sudden crying broke my heart, it was loud and piercing.

"Give me my baby back! GIVE ME HER BACK." I screamed as I watched her being taken away. I suddenly felt woozy and realised they sedated me. My eyes began to feel heavy and the last thing I saw before they shut was my tiny baby girl, being taken away from me forever.

End of flashback

"She had your eyes." I mumbled, staring into his eyes. His face softened and I wanted to cry again. He didn't say anything, he just pulled me closer to him and kissed me on the lips. I was too weak to stop him but then a huge part of me was glad he did it. I'll never want anyone the way I want Vic Fuentes. Never.

Notes

This broke me to write? RT if you cried