A month after moving in with my aunt Ciara, I finally tell her about my secret feelings towards my friend Zach, and unlike my mum, she sat down with me and actually listened to what I had to say, she was soo supportive and okay with it, it felt like the first time I could actually relax. Despite moving to a new house and having a new part-time job at least I can still go to the same college as before.
One day after work, I opened the front door, the second the door closed, my aunt gave me a massive hug and took me to the kitchen and showed my a lot of gifts all from her, the thing is, it isn't even my birthday, so I don't really understand why there's presents on the table with my name on them.
"Umm, Ciara, what's with all these gifts, it's not my birthday for another 4 months."
Her chuckle is warm, kind and sweet, kind of reminds me of Zach's laugh, but obviously a more female way. I'm not quite sure what it is that she finds funny though, all I said is that my birthday is in four months time.
"Oh Jackson, these are welcome gifts for you, I ordered them last month and they arrived yesterday, I spent all day wrapping them up for you, after everything my sister has put you through you deserve to have nice things from people who care about you."
Before I look at the presents, I walk over to my aunt and hug her tightly. I tried to thank her but my voice was too quiet and it looked like I was mouthing the words instead. I don't know why that happened, but I think it might be because I've never seen anyone (other than Zach of course) to be nice to me.
It was now a Saturday and I had no work from college or from the place I actually work, so I just sit in my room on my new comfy bed and text Zach about how much I love being with my aunt and how relieved I am that my mum is out of my life, or so I thought she was...
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I'm not the bad guy
Teen Fiction"I'll do whatever I want to you, and if you tell anyone, you'll wish you hadn't, you understand sexy"
