Lost in Leo

Nine; Do Fairytales exsist?

I also apologise if this chapter doesn't make any sense because I've wrote it about 3 times but they deleted which really started to frustrate me. So I decided to upload it straight away and edit it later so warning they will be mistakes.

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It's seven o'clock now. Exactly five hours since the whole incident happened. Sitting down on my bed whilst listening to some music got me thinking. How in the cheesy crackers did I manage to run for an hour? That has to be like a new record for me and I won't be surprised if I'd be breaking loads more.

The adrenaline from being was already wearing down which left me dazed and incredibly tired. Just as I was about to close my eyes and give into my sleep, my mum barged into my room like she bloody owns the place.

That's cause she does dimwit.

"Oh good your still up and energetic. You've also had a shower, thank goodness, you reeked worst than death." she said all in one rush.

I groaned and proceeded to cover the rest of my body under the duvet. Whatever she wanted, I was in no mood of doing anything or even standing up. You'd think that maybe she'd leave me alone and let me sleep as it was obvious how tired I was but noo she just had to keep bugging me to get up.

After five minutes of her failed attempt to get me to stand up. I heard the door to my room slam shut. Thank God she's left I can finally sleep.

My victory was cut short when I felt freezing cold water pouring onto my head.

"You gave me no choice" she said in a stern voice "I give you 20min to dry yourself up and look presentable as your helping me out with a client. And maybe if you're good, I might buy you ice cream."

She left my room without shutting the door leaving me soaked on my bed and dumbfounded.

I swear she'll be the death of me.

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You know that smug look that parents give when they finally have you right where they want. Well my mum doesn't do that. Instead she goes right up to your face and says 'whose the boss?'

And she doesn't just stop there, she answers her own question and guess what she says?

'I am!'

I sometimes wonder if I was given the wrong mum at the hospital. Especially now, as I am sitting in the car, watching her trying to rap to Nicki Minaj Super Bass. Hoping we don't get in an accident cause when my mum is in the zone she commits to it and hardly pays attention to anything going on around her.

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Finally after five more songs terribly sung by my mum, we pulled up into an expensive looking neighbourhood, with houses fifty times bigger than mine.

I felt kind of under dressed in my black office fitted trousers, a white top with a black cardigan and my really old greyish pumps. I really couldn't be bothered to wear something more presentable but now I wished I did.

My mum hasn't complained about my outfit so I must not look that bad.

"Are you going to get out or stare at your shoes all day." my mum shouted from outside the car as she gave me an irritated look.

I was feeling so self conscious about what I was wearing that I didn't see us pull up into a massive front yard with a beautiful water fountain bang on in the middle of it. By far this has to be the biggest mansion I've ever seen in my life.

As I stepped out of the car and quickened my pace to catch up with my mum who was already a few steps from the front door. I couldn't help but admire my surrounding, I felt like I've just stepped into a fairytale.

When I finally reached the front door my mum was already knocking on it, standing professionally as she waited for someone to upon the door. It felt like forever until the door was opened by an old man in a crisp suit that looked like it was from the Victorian times.

"Good evening, we have been expecting you." he said politely as he gave a little bow "follow me this way."

The man which am guessing is a butler, stepped aside from the door to let me and my mother through. I was completely stunned by the inside of the mansion, it looked like a place designed for royals.

Sadly, I wasn't able to take my time admiring my surroundings as the butler was already making his way down a corridor with my mother in tow.

After endlessly walking through corridor after corridor, we finally entered a grand room that reminded me of the ball that Cinderella attended. It was absolutely magnificent with a massive chandelier that hung from the ceiling and two spiral staircases that joined together at the top.

In the middle of the room three gorgeous looking woman who looked like they were in their mid twenties sat together laughing whilst drinking wine.

"Good evening, Miss Banks and her daughter have arrived." the butler said.

"Oh thank you Davis." one of the three women said. I didn't know which because I was looking at my shoes as I was to shy to look up.

Davis bowed his head in reply and left the room without a defined glance. Am glad I know his name now, calling him the butler seemed kind of rude.

"Honey are you not going to sit?" my mum asked causing the three women to look at me expectantly.

How in the world did my mum get over there so quickly, I swear she was standing next to me a minute ago. I quickly made me my way to the comfy looking seats carefully, trying my best not to make a fool out of myself.

By the time I made my self comfortable on chair next to my mum the discussion was already on a fool swing. I couldn't help but stare at the three women who I found out their names was Claire, Eva and Samantha by listening to the conversation. I couldn't help but think they looked so familiar but I'm positive I've never met them before today.

Realising that I have not been paying attention to anything they've been talking about, I knew that I had to start listening as my mum will surely be asking for my opinion on the things she should cook. Better to pay attention than risk looking like and idiot and embarrassing my mum.

After thirty minutes of actually listening to the discussion I found out that they wanted my mum to cook for an event that they had every year. Don't ask me why cause I don't know why.

This is about to come out really random but I really need to pee. I've needed to go for the last fifteen minutes now but I didn't want to disrupt their conversation.

Just as I was about to ask if I could use their toilet loud voices interrupted me. They sounded like they were arguing about something but I couldn't quite pin point what it was. As the voices sounded like they were coming closer to where we were, I realised straight away who they were without even having to look up from my lap.

Oh God what have I ever done to deserve this kind of punishment. I didn't only have to encounter them once but twice all in one day

What are they even doing here anyway.

Maybe if I keep my head lowered they wouldn't recognise me. Yup that sounds like a good plan.

Today just isn't my day and I still need to pee.

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