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A few months had passed since my brother and I ran away. At first I didn't understand. Why were we sleeping on the park benches? Why did my brother always have to lie about my age to get me into the bars? It was always a new adventure with him and pretty soon I just stopped questioning it all. We struggled for awhile. Money becoming tight for us but my brother never stopped putting my needs first. He made sure I always ate and never went hungry. He kept me safe and I was happy.
Later on he started in this band called London. The music was loud and sometimes the group would get into fights. Though my brother seemed to enjoy it at times. He started to make some income by the band and even got us an apartment. I was very proud when his face was posted on the bands cover. "You look so cool, Fran- I mean Nikki!" I laughed. Forgetting to call him by his new name he gave himself. I was mad at first when he wouldn't let me change mine. He just told me I'd eventually grow up to hate the name. So I guess Starlight isn't a very good rockstar name. "Hey Nikki?" I asked watching the milk of his cereal drip down his chin. "Do you think I'll ever be a rockstar like you?" He dropped his spoon in the bowl and continued to crew. Leaning back in his chair and making me wait for his answer. "Well?" I pressed on seeing that he wouldn't answer me. "Well what?" He laughed. "Will I ever get to be a rockstar like you?" I asked again. Nikki just gave me a smirk and leaned over the table to ruffle my hair before getting up. "Hey!" I shouted, stumbling out of the chair to chase after him. "Nikki, just answer the question will you!" I giggled and slapped at his butt once I got to him. He turned himself and grabbed my assaulting hand. Looking rather unimpressed as he did so. "Ally, enough." He frowned, dropping my hand. "Well answer me then." My smile dropped as I crossed my arms over my chest. Nikki let out a sigh and pulled me in for a hug. "No, I'm sorry but I won't ever let you be a rockstar. You can be anything else but that." I looked up at him and pushed myself away. "Why?" I questioned. "You are but I can't?" It was stupid and so unfair. "Ally, listen. I'm not a rockstar. London probably won't even fucking make it out this city. Just be anything but that. Okay? Drop it and move on." I didn't want to hear that. I didn't want to hear any of that. I just wanted him to tell me I was gonna be a star just like him one day. Wouldn't he want me to be just like him? He was my role model and best friend. "Your mean, Nikki!" I yelled. Stomping my foot and heading to my room. I slammed the door and jumped into bed closing my eyes and for the first time in my life I was going to bed angry at Nikki.