Invisible

Chapter 50: Time for a change

Blair's POV

Here I was, all alone in the house. I looked down, shocked to hear Luke say that. I can't believe he'd act this way to me...

I started sniffling. Why was he so mean to me? I know that what I did to him, with Rachel, was wrong but... We're family.

No, he's right. He should be angry at me, he should hate me.

I walked through the house, turning off all the lights on my way upstairs. I watched the downstairs floor from the stairs. Mom and dad will be pissed when they see Luke's gone and I'm upstairs...

I guess we'll talk about it.

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"Blair!"

I sat up. I was in my room, on my bed. I had fallen asleep, apparently...

"Blair!"

I slowly got up and opened the door to my room. I made my way to the stairs and then walked down. I rubbed my eyes. "Mom? Dad?"

They ran to me. Mom felt me everywhere, she pulled up my sleeves.

I pulled my arms back. "What are you doing?"

"Did you harm yourself?"

"What?"

"Where's Luke?" dad asked while mom once again examined my body.

I looked from him to mom. "Mom, stop." I pushed her away. "I didn't harm myself."

"Where is Luke?" she now too asked.

I shrugged. "He left."

They looked from me to each other, then back at me. "Oh really?" Mom walked away, taking her phone.

Dad looked at me. "What did you do here?" I cannot help but think that both of them thought I harmed myself or I planned on doing it. Why did they think so badly of me?

"I just slept."

Dad caressed my cheek, his look didn't change. He didn't believe me...

"I swear."

Mom came back to us. "He's on his way." She then looked at me. "Well what did you do?" She seemed... Angry? They really didn't believe me...

"You don't believe me..." I looked down.

"Blair," Mom knelt next to dad. "This isn't about believing, this is about facts. And the fact is that you're harming yourself."

"But I - "

"Where did you harm yourself? Show us." Mom looked worried, as did dad. But neither of them understood anything. They clearly made up their mind already.

"Ok, I'm here." Luke entered, holding his arms in the air. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Mom stood back up. She walked to Luke. "You left Blair alone! We all agreed that'd never happen anymore."

"No, you two decided that."

"Luke, your sister is sick, she can't stay alone anymore."

I had to admit, hearing my mom say that... It made me sick. It made me feel disgusted and disappointed in them. Why was it so hard for them to listen to my side? Why do they refuse to listen?

"Everyone knows she's sick, why can't we put her in an asylum?" An asylum? Luke wanted to put me in an asylum?

"Luke, we asked you to do this one thing, and you failed us." Dad was getting angry. He was very protective over me, yet I doubt he knew how I felt.

Mom nodded. "You are grounded."

"What?!" Luke groaned. "You can't expect me to spend my free time babysitting her! If she doesn't want to be here, she leaves."

"Luke!"

I looked down, tears forming in my eyes.

"It is, we can't babysit her. There's no use if she doesn't want it." He looked at me, I felt his stare. "Do whatever you want, everything would be better then!"

"Luke, enough!" Dad took Luke by the collar and pulled him upstairs.

Mom walked to me. "It's ok," She pulled me in for a hug. "He didn't mean that." Of course she had to say that...

Soon dad came back. "Can we trust them alone?" he asked mom, completely ignoring the fact I was there as well.

Mom sighed while caressing my back. "They're old enough."

"Yes, but they fight. Luke's not going to watch her."

"He will," Mom reached for my hand, taking it in hers. "I'll make sure of that." She then looked at me. "Let's go to bed."

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The next day, I woke up and again was alone. It's strange how mom and dad left me alone in their room but not in mine.

I slowly got up and walked downstairs. There I saw mom and dad, waiting for me at the dining table. Luke wasn't here though.

"Good morning." I went to sit down in front of them. I took a bowl and filled it with cereal. I then poured milk in it and ate. I felt mom and dad's stare on me.  "What?"

Mom sighed. "Luke's in school."

I nodded, I expected that. "When can I go back?"

Mom looked at dad to which dad looked at me. "We're thinking about having you change schools."

"What?"

Mom reached for my hands, as did dad. "Luke's very hurt about the whole situation with you and Rachel."

"But - "

"We think it's better to have you change schools so you can move with us." Dad smiled. "That way we can watch you, and Luke can finish his school without having to worry."

"Worry?" I looked down, shaking my head. "I'm something to worry about?"

"Blair, don't be this way." Mom said.

I looked up at them, tears forming in my eyes. "I don't want to change schools. I want to stay here with Luke, Rachel and Willow." I sniffled. "Please."

Dad looked at mom, who sighed. "We know they all mean a lot to you. But we can't keep things the way they were." She held my hand a bit tighter. "You can't stay here with Luke."

"What did Luke say about this?" I'm sure he doesn't want to stay alone either. Sure we are in this situation right now but still.

Mom looked at dad, who then showed me an apologetic smile. "He thought it was a good idea, a good thing for you."

"He said that?" I slowly looked down.

"Look," Dad tightened his grip on my hand again. "You have this week to prepare yourself. Get your suitcases ready and talk everything out with your friends. We have informed your school already."

I kept looking down. "But dad, I don't want this. Can I please stay?"

"Sweetie," Mom started, caressing my hand. "It's better this way, for everyone." For everyone? For them, not for me. 

"I really don't want to leave. I'm good here."

"You're not, Blair." Mom sighed. "You have one week to get ready. When we come back next weekend, we'll take you with us."