Lake Fae Chapter 9: The Gig



“What the hell is a quadratic equation?” Stone asked, visibly frustrated with the math homework he was currently trying to do. Emphasis on trying.

“Maybe if you actually paid attention in class, you would know.” I half-joked.

“You suck.” He stuck his tongue out at me before looking back down at his notebook. “Ugh, this is pointless.

“Not really Stone, if you wanna be a scientist you gotta know this stuff.” I reminded him.

“Ugh I know.” Frustrated, he ran his fingers through his hair and exhaled loudly. He was about to say something else, but was interrupted when the bedroom door swung open.


“Uh hey.” My other older brother came into the room and my stomach dropped. After our fight I had told him I didn’t want anything to do with him. I was mad at him, I still was but I regretted cutting him out like that. We’d been best friends for our entire lives.

“What do you want?” Stone snapped at him, making Lake wince.

“Uh, well my band has a gig this weekend at the under twenty-one club downtown, and I wanted to invite you guys.” Lake nervously twisted his hands, it was obvious he wanted to try and make things right with us.

“What makes you think we wanna come?” Stone glared at him.

“I-I don’t know, you don’t have to come if you don’t want to. I just wanted you guys to know you’re invited.”

“We don’t wanna go to you’re stupid gig, okay? Leave us alone.” He glared at Lake again before turning his attention back to his homework. Lake looked over at me with a hopeful expression.


I didn’t know what to do. On one hand, I didn’t want to say yes. I really didn’t wanna go to the club and see those people who ruined my brother. Also, I didn’t want to piss Stone off by accepting the invitation. But on the other hand, I wanted to support my other brother. I didn’t hate him and I didn’t plan on keeping him out of my life forever, I just wanted to punish him for the way he treated me.

“I-I don’t know, I might have homework.”

“It’s a Saturday night.”

“I’ll see.” I answered, making his eyes light up.


“Cool.” He said calmly, not letting his excitement show in his voice or expression. But I knew him better than anyone. It was obvious he was excited, he wanted me back in his life and he wanted me at the gig. And honestly, I wanted him back in my life as well. We’d have to see how the night of the gig went.



“I can’t believe you dragged me to this. Why did you even wanna come?” Stone huffed, visibly annoyed in the line for the under twenty-one club.

“Because he’s our brother despite the mistakes he’s made. This is important to him and I wanted to be here for him. Also, it sounded fun.”


“You really wanna be here for him after he picked drugs over you?” He spat angrily. My stomach dropped, the way he said it made me want to cry.

“I, uh, he tried to apologize.” I answered shakily.

“Did you accept?”

“No, but I think he’s suffered long enough. I want to reconcile.”


“I think you’re going too easy on him. He should be disowned for the way he treated us.” He frowned and shifted his weight uncomfortably.

“Well, I think you need to be a little more forgiving, Stone. He’s our brother. He’s gonna make mistakes, we can’t hold this over his head forever.”


“At least try to have fun tonight, okay?” I nudged him and smiled. “You don’t even have to look at the band.”





Tensions were high in the dressing room. We were all pretty nervous, the only people we’d ever played for was Skye and Ama, and now we were about to play in front of a whole club of our peers. It was pretty nerve-wracking.


Well, it was nerve-wracking for all but Freesia. She was completely calm as she adjusted herself in the mirror, her main concern right now was her makeup.

“Do you think my eye makeup looks okay?” She turned to the rest of us with a worried expression.

“It looks fine, Freesia.” I assured her.


“How are you not completely freaking out right now?” Allium asked, the worry very apparent in his tone.

“Dunno, I guess I don’t mind being the center of attention.” Freesia smiled at us.


“You’re not even a little scared?” Thistle asked. I looked over at him and I could see his hands were shaking.

“Nah, we’re gonna do great.” She smiled at us. As soon as she finished adjusting her make-up, the dressing room door cracked open and a woman stuck her head through the opening.

“You guys need to start setting up, they’re gonna start letting people in in five minutes.”

“Thanks, we’ll be out right away.” Freesia answered. The woman nodded and left, and Freesia turned to us excitedly.

“You guys ready to rock?”



“Hey guys, we’re Time Association. You guys ready to rock?” Freesia repeated, this time to the people gathered on the dance floor. They all cheered and we started our set.


My eyes scanned the room as I played the familiar song. I soon landed on two figures out on the floor. My siblings had actually shown up to the gig. My heart swelled, I thought they would never want anything to do with me again. I finally felt like there was hope for us.

I continued to play with a new-found happiness. I hadn’t felt this great in a while.


The crowd that came out to see us wasn’t very large, but they seemed to be enjoying us a lot. Everyone was dancing, there wasn’t a single person sitting down. It was the greatest feeling I’d ever experienced, these people were dancing to our music, these people liked us. I wanted to feel like this for the rest of my life.


And from the looks of it, we might be able to.



After we finished our set, we decided to join the party. They started to play some club music, which obviously wasn’t as great as us but was still fun to dance to. We all gathered in the corner, cooling down before we started to dance. Well, all of us except for Allium and Ama, who were currently glued to each other by the mouth.

“We did awesome!” Thistle exclaimed excitedly.

“I know, I can’t wait until we get to do this again.” I grinned as I laid my chin on Freesia’s shoulder.


“We might be able to play here again soon, I’ll talk to my dad’s friend.” Freesia offered.

“I hope so, I think everyone liked us.”

“Yea, we really did.” A fourth voice chimed in from my left.


I glanced over and saw Skye standing there awkwardly. “Can we talk?”

“Yea, sure.” I smiled, I never thought I’d hear her say those three words again. She grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the group, over towards the bar where we were practically alone except for a random couple making-out.


“You guys are really great.” She said, I could just barely hear her over the loud music.

“Thanks, and thanks for coming tonight. I’m really glad you guys could make it.”

“Me too. I wanted to talk to you, I’m sorry for the things I said, I didn’t really mean it when I said I never wanted to talk to you again.” Skye admitted apologetically.

“I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have yelled at you like I did.”


“So does this mean we’re cool?” She asked.

“You’re not mad anymore?”

“No, I mean, you are done with them right? You did the band thing, now you’re gonna focus on school. You can’t stay with them and do drugs for the rest of your life.”

“Woah, woah, what? You think I’m done with the band thing? We’re just getting started. This is what I wanna do, Skye, this is my future.” I felt my blood start to boil. How could she think that?

“You wanna do that with them? Why don’t you wait until after school, get your diploma and find some people who won’t overdose in five years.”


“Hey, these are my friend’s we’re talking about here!” I screamed at her, almost loud enough for everyone to hear.

“You’re gonna ruin your life, Lake. You need to take school seriously in case this doesn’t work out.”

“Oh, so you think I can’t make it as a musician?”

“No, I’m saying that you need a back-up plan.”

“Yea, because you think I can’t do it.”

“It’s a hard business, Lake.”


“You know what? Maybe we should just keep not talking. If you aren’t gonna support me I don’t want you in my life. Screw you.” I yelled, I was the angriest I’d ever been in my life. This was my dream, why didn’t she believe in me?


I could faintly hear her crying over the music as I walked towards the dance floor.


I approached Freesia who was dancing with Thistle. With one look at me she could tell I was upset. She immediately moved over to me and started to dance with me instead, grinding on me trying to cheer me up.


It was nice to get lost in the music for a while.


*An hour later*


After an hour of dancing, I was still fuming from the fight. Now I was also tired and sweaty from dancing, I needed a break.

“Hey, I’m gonna go lay down in the dressing room for a while.” I called out to Freesia over the music.

“Are you okay?”

“Yea, just a little tired.” I smiled reassuringly at her before heading towards the room. I couldn’t wait to relax.


But when I got into the dressing room, what I found was the exact opposite of relaxing.

“What the hell?” I screamed as I shut the door behind me. My little sister was making out on the couch, with my band-mate and best friend nonetheless.

They immediately shot up, Skye curling into a ball and Thistle jumping off the couch.


“Hey man, I can explain.” He started, but I stopped him.

“I don’t care, that’s my little sister. Friends don’t make out with each others little sisters.” I glared at him.

“Dude, it just kinda happened. She came in here crying, she didn’t realize I was in here. I started to comfort her and it just kinda happened.” He explained despite the fact that I didn’t care how it happened.

“Why do you even care? We aren’t speaking anymore.” Skye piped up angrily.


“Yea, exactly. I wouldn’t mind if we were speaking. He’s stabbing me in the back by making-out with the person I hate the most, who also happens to be my little sister.” I was fuming, I felt like my blood would burst from my temples.


“Woah, bro that’s a bit harsh.” Thistle tried to take a step towards me, but I was faster.


My fist immediately flew into his jaw with a sickening crack. I didn’t even notice the pain in my knuckles, I was too busy seeing red.


“Screw you both.” I screamed as I made my way out of the dressing room, not even bothering to look back.


I found Freesia on the dance floor and grabbed her hand. “C’mon, let’s get out of here.” I pulled her behind me as I headed for the exit.

“Are you okay?” She worried.

“I just wanna get out of here, okay?” I tried not to get angry with her, I knew none of this was on her. She thankfully understood and didn’t question me further as we left the club.

I just wanted to get high and forget this night ever happened.

Lake Fae Chapter 8: I’m Fine

A/N: I am so sorry this chapter took so long, I was uninspired for a period of time, then my a/c broke preventing me from going in game. If I don’t have the a/c on my computer will overheat. But now it’s fixed and I promise the next chapter won’t take as long. Enjoy 🙂


I woke up that morning feeling uneasy and sick to my stomach. The events that went down between Skye and I had left me shaken, I felt like part of me had been ripped out and I wasn’t whole anymore.

Skye obviously didn’t feel the same, that morning when I arrived at school she was laughing and talking with Stone and his friends. It hurt seeing how fast she replaced me and how fast she’d moved on.


I couldn’t dwell on that though, standing there staring at their group made me look like a total creeper. My friends were on the opposite side of the hall, so I made my way over there to get my mind off my siblings for a while.


“Lake!” Freesia exclaimed as she threw herself into my arms.

“Hey babe.” I smiled softly as I kissed her cheek.

“How’d it go?” She asked without pulling away from our embrace.

“Not great.” I stated simply before letting go of her.

“I’m so sorry, this is all my fault. I ruined everything.” She looked as if she was about to cry.

“No it’s not, I made my own decisions and I made the wrong ones. It’s okay, I’m okay.” I smiled once again before kissed her lightly on the lips.


“Things didn’t go well with Skye?” Ama asked as Freesia and I turned our attention to the rest of the group.

“No, and honestly I just wanna forget about it.” I sighed and nuzzled into Freesia’s neck.


“After school Thistle and I are gonna be in the gym shooting hoops, you’re welcome to join us.” Allium offered.

“Sure, sounds awesome.” It was a perfect excuse to not go home immediately after school.

“Cool.” He grinned at me. Just then, the bell rang for class.


“Ugh, I hate geometry.” Amaryllis complained as we all made our way to class.

“I know, it sucks but we have a huge test today, we can’t skip.” Allium said sympathetically as he pulled his reluctant girlfriend into the classroom.


“Are you sure you’re okay?” Freesia whispered to me as we headed to geometry.

“I’m fine.” I whispered back, even though I wasn’t entirely sure I was. I turned to her and faked a smile. “I’m good, I promise.”

“Alright.” She sighed, giving my hand a tight squeeze.



“It freakin’ reeks in here.” Allium scrunched up his nose at the offensive smell of the gym.

“This was your idea, man.” Thistle chuckled, he was starting to come out of his shell a little more, it was a nice change.

“I know, but I don’t think a few air fresheners in here would hurt. This smell is awful.”

“It’s a gym, what do you expect?” I joked, and he shrugged.

“Let’s just play.” He huffed as he ran to grab some basketballs. I turned to Thistle and rolled my eyes, making him chuckle lightly.


 “So, is your sister officially out of the band?” Allium asked as we got into position for our game.

“Yea, she won’t even talk to me.” I chuckled.

“That sucks man, I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright, I’ll live.” I assured him as I took a shot.


“Do you think we’ll need to rewrite the songs?” He asked after taking a shot as well.

“I think we’ll have to adjust them a bit. But we’ll just have to see at practice.”

“Our next practice is tomorrow, right?” He ran to grab the balls after they rolled away from the hoop.

“No, I think we’re practicing later tonight. We have a gig this weekend and we need to perfect our sound.” I laughed nervously. Freesia had officially gotten us the gig at the club her dad’s friend owned.

“Uh, Lake, maybe we should go.”  Allium was facing the door to the gym with an uneasy expression on his face.


I glanced back to see what he was looking at and saw my brother coming inside the gym.

“Pass the ball.” I held my arms open as Allium awkwardly threw the ball into them.

“Dude, are you okay?” He asked as he came up next to me.

“I’m fine, I really don’t care if he’s here. Let’s just play.”


Stone walked over to the exercise equipment on the other side of the gym. He didn’t even glance at me once, I wasn’t even sure he knew I was here. He climbed onto the treadmill and started it up. I didn’t even know he liked to exercise.


I shook my head and turned my attention away from my brother. If he was going to ignore me, then I’d ignore him as well.

“So, you excited for the gig this weekend?” I asked Al before taking another shot.

“Yea, I can’t wait.” He hesitated. I gave him a quick smile before running to get my ball back.



After a while we got bored of basketball and Stone’s presence made things slightly uncomfortable, so the five of us made our way over to Freesia’s to practice for our gig this weekend.

We sounded really good despite the loss of Skye. We only had to make a few tweaks to our set to make up for it, it was like her instrument was barely even needed. It made me feel a little upset, like all of my work trying to get her to join the band and get along with them was all for nothing. Part of me had been hoping we couldn’t make the songs work without her, so I’d have an excuse to beg for her forgiveness once again.


“You guys sound amazing.” Ama smiled excitedly after we finished our last song, also breaking me away from my thoughts of Skye.

“You think?” Freesia asked.

“Yea, you guys are gonna do great this weekend.”

“Thanks Ama.” Freesia smiled as she put her guitar back on the stand. “So, who’s up for a little celebrating?” She wiggled her eyebrows as she walked over to the washing machine and pulled her stash box out from behind it.



It only took us minutes before we were all pretty much high. It was pretty much becoming routine for us. Practice for a few hours then sit around and get high. Not that I minded.


“Do you guys think we’re gonna get big?” Thistle asked while taking another puff from his joint.

“I don’t know man, that would be cool as hell though.” Allium replied after pulling away from Ama’s kissing for a second.

“What do you guys wanna do with your lives if this doesn’t take off?” Thistle blew his smoke up towards the ceiling and closed his eyes.


“Well I definitely want to do something that involves music, maybe a music teacher or owning a record store, something cool like that.” I explained. No matter what, I needed music to be some part of my life.


“I wanna be a tattoo artist. I’ve always liked drawing, I think I’d be good at it.” Freesia smiled to herself before continuing. “But if I have kids, I wanna be a stay at home mom. I wanna be there for my kids unlike my parents, y’know?”

“What do your parents do?” I asked.

“They run some stupid company in the next town over. They’re never really home.” She replied sadly, then turned to Thistle and smiled at him. “What about you? What will you do if this doesn’t work out?”

“College first probably, I’d like to study to become a psychiatrist.”

“Cool. What about you guys?” I turned to the couple who hadn’t said much this whole time.


They pulled apart and turned to us. “Well, I’m for sure going to college after high school, probably to study medicine.” Ama told us.

“And I’ll most likely go to the same college to study something or other, not sure yet. All I know is that I wanna be with her.” Allium wrapped an arm around her waist before kissing her on the cheek.


Freesia dropped her joint into the ashtray and climbed into my lap. “Maybe we could go to college together too.”

“That would be cool, maybe we could all go to the same place. Y’know, if the band doesn’t take off.”

“That would be pretty cool.” Thistle added.

“Then it’s settled, if our band flops, we all try and go to the same college.” Freesia smiled.

“Deal.” We all said at the same time, making us laugh. I wasn’t entirely happy with this plan, I was really hoping the band would take off. Making and performing music was what I wanted to do with my life. I didn’t want to go to college and get a degree I’ll never use and end up with a boring desk job.

I was really depending on this band.

Lake Fae Chapter 7: Guilty

*Warning* Slight drug use and half-naked sims. Do not read if that is triggering to you. Thank you. 


“They wouldn’t even look at me this morning, Freesia. What the hell am I supposed to do?” I was practically hysterical at my girlfriend’s house next day. I didn’t remember much from the night before, just bits and pieces of the fight I had with my siblings. It wasn’t surprising that they didn’t want to talk to me, I said some awful things from what I remember.

“Give it some time, Babe. Siblings fight, that’s what they do. Let them cool down for a while, then apologize. They can’t stay mad at you forever.”

“I hope you’re right.” I sighed and ran my free hand through my hair.


“Of course I’m right. About Skye at least. You guys are closer than any siblings I’ve ever met, she wouldn’t throw that all away just because you said some shitty things when you were high.” She smiled at me as she adjusted her position on the couch.

“That’s the thing though, what if she doesn’t want to talk to me anymore because I used drugs? Or well, use drugs.” I half-laughed as I took a puff from the joint Freesia and I were sharing.

“Well you’re done with pills right?” She asked. I nodded. Those screwed me up too much. “So, she doesn’t have to know about the weed. This shit isn’t anything like the pills. She should be able to forgive you for using once.”

“Yea. Let’s change the subject, I just wanna forget about them for a while.”

“Of course.” She giggled and grabbed the joint from my fingers. She laid it in the ash tray and slowly pushed me down against the couch and crawled on top of me.


“I know just how to distract you.” She whispered seductively.

“You know me too well.” I smirked at her as she brought her lips down onto mine.


Freesia and I made out on the couch for almost an hour before she pulled back and looked down at me.

“No one’s home. We could go upstairs to my room if you’d like.” She smiled down at me mischievously.

“A-are you sure?” I asked nervously.

“Very sure. Are you ready?” She asked carefully. I nodded, I knew I was nervous and if I answered vocally my voice would waver. I didn’t want her to know I was scared.



“Was I any good?” I chuckled nervously later that night.

“Mhmm.” She smiled softly, keeping her eyes closed.

“You ok?”

“Just tired I guess.” She sighed as she snuggled closer to me.


“Are you sure, babe? You seem like somethings bothering you.” I gently intertwined my fingers with hers.

“I guess I just feel guilty.” She sighed, avoiding my eyes as she played with her hair.

“About what we just did?” I sat up quickly, if she was uncomfortable or hurt I would never be able to live with myself, not that I was already happy with the person I was becoming, but still.


“No, of course not. That was my idea. I’m talking about your sister. I feel like its my fault you guys are fighting.” She sighed and pulled her knee to her chest.

“Hey, it’s not your fault. It was my decision to take the drugs. I was the one who yelled at them, not you. It’s not your fault at all. I promise.”

“But still, I feel bad. It’s obvious that Skye and I don’t get along well, and I feel like that influenced you to yell at her.” Freesia looked distraught. I felt awful, this fight was ruining every relationship I currently had. I needed to fix this.

“Tell you what, I’ll go home right now and talk to them. I’ll try and fix this.” I smiled and grabbed her hand.

“Do you want to though? I don’t want you to feel like you have to for my sake.”

“I do, I need too. I screwed up, I need to fix this.” I kissed the back of her hand. “Now c’mon, let’s get dressed.



“You gonna be okay?” She asked as she walked me to the door.

“I’ll be fine, I need to own up to what I did.” I grabbed her hands in mine and smiled at her. “Thank you for distracting me, I needed some distance to really figure out what to do.”

“No problem. I’m just glad you’re gonna fix this. I’d hate to be the girl who ruined the best sibling relationship in the history of ever.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll be back to normal in no time.” I promised, even though I wasn’t sure if they would forgive me.


“I love you, Freesia.” I blurted out before I could stop myself. She looked stunned, if this were a cartoon her jaw would be on the floor.

“You, love me?”



“I love you too!” She exclaimed excitedly before jumping into my arms to kiss me.

“Good,” I said after she pulled away from this kiss. “I thought I was about to make things really awkward.”

“Well you got pretty lucky, let’s hope that luck continues.”

“Yea. Night babe.” I said, before giving her one last kiss and heading out the door.


I left her house feeling a lot better than I had all day. The fight I had with Stone and Skye was still in the front of my mind, but now I felt like I actually had a chance to fix things. Thanks to Freesia, I felt like there was hope I hadn’t screwed this all up yet.



It didn’t take me long to walk home. When I got there, all the lights were off downstairs, just like last time. I hoped my siblings would still be awake, I really wanted to speak to them that night. But when I went into the bedroom Stone and I share, he was already sound asleep.

It was a little disappointing, I was all pumped from talking to Freesia and I wasn’t sure if that feeling would last until morning. I hoped at least Skye was still awake.


“Hey.” I said quietly as I entered my sister’s room. All the lights were still on and she was sitting at her drawing board. She didn’t say anything, just like how she’d been ignoring me this morning. “Please talk to me, I’m sorry.”


“Sorry?” She swung around in her chair and glared at me. “You picked your loser druggie band-mates over me, you came home high and you screamed at me and Stone. Sorry isn’t going to cut it.”

“Skye, I-I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say.” I looked down at the ground, avoiding her eyes. This was a lot harder than I thought it would be.

“Where were you today?”


“Where did you go?” She narrowed her eyes at me.

“Freesia’s house.” I whispered, knowing that would piss her off.

“So you choose them over us, again?” She laughed, reminding me of a villain from a movie.

“You guys wouldn’t speak to me! I needed someone to talk to, what else was I supposed to do?”

“Um, I don’t know, maybe actually try to apologize?” She glared again. “You know what? If you’re just gonna keep choosing her over us, then maybe we shouldn’t talk anymore.”


“What?” I asked as I felt my chest tighten. She didn’t want to talk to me anymore?

“Let’s just keep our distance. I’ll make my own friends and you can have the stoners. We can be civil for now and after graduation we never have to see each other again.”

“B-but that’s not what I want, you mean the world to me Skye.”

“Obviously I don’t, you’ve proved that plenty of times.”

“After everything I’ve done for you? I’ve been there for you throughout almost every single one of your anxiety attacks. I’m the only one who can properly calm you down. And you want to throw that all away because I got high once?”

“Maybe you were the reason I had anxiety.” She scoffed coldly. I was shocked, I couldn’t believe she’d actually said that to me.

“Well fine, if that’s really what you want, we don’t have to speak anymore.” As I said it I felt my heart break. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine Skye and I not talking. I always imagined us living across the street from each other with our families, our kids would be best friends and so would our spouses. We’d all grow old together and live in the same retirement home. I never thought this would happen.


I couldn’t stay in there anymore, I didn’t even give her a chance to respond before I rushed out of the room and collapsed against the wall of the hallway. I felt like my entire world was crashing down. Skye had been my best friend since she was born. My entire life I always felt like I needed to protect her from harm, but now I knew that I was the most harmful thing in her life.

But the worst part to me was the fact that Skye didn’t even seem to care that we weren’t best friends anymore. She decided to drop me without even letting me try and fight for her, maybe she didn’t even wanna be my friend in the first place.


It was like she didn’t even care about me at all.