one person can change everything

chapter 4 Alex

Nothing more could possibly go wrong right now. Balling my eyes out isn't helping me at all and it isn't achieving anything.. avoiding all calls that came my way and I find myself here back where I grew up trying to find sanctuary and cover. Well somewhere to hide really.

"Alex" he,puffed and panted.

"Huh.... Lonan" surprised I wiped my eyes quickly

"Alright?" He asked me standing in grey joggers, t-shirt that hugged every muscle he has.

"Yeah....Yeah..... Your up early" I tried to compose myself.

"Hangover..."

"You did drink fair bit last night" I stated as by the state of his dark eyes and rugged unshaven face.

"Yeah... are you okay" his eyes were wide.

"I'm fine." I snapped at him and few minutes silence between us he said quickly

"Okay... here...." he pushed his business card next to me, I picked it up and followed him running in the distance. I held his card up and it said Mr Lanon Smith - profit director at Walsh and partners. Office 3B - Herald lane house, high street, Bedfordshire 07881208501 01767 223097

Well he certainly made something of himself, a profit director in a big company at the age of 30. With a physical appearance like that he's clearly works out more at the.gym than he has,to work clearly. No 9 to 5 job for him more like a 12 to 4pm and rest at the gym, a flashy car no doubt and big flashy house with a flashy other half to go with it this ideal life style.

Composing myself I knew I had to suck it up and go home to my parents. Sooner I do it the better. It hasn't changed at all, green door, gold knocked, white and Brown wooden cobbled steps up to the front door. Bright flowers all round bunched together.

"Knock knock ...." my palms felt all sweaty

"Hello..." mums face appeared,through the patterned glass next to the door. She looked,no different just a little older.

"Alex darling." Her arms hugged me tight.

"Mum...."

"Darling why didn't you call."

"Sorry... I had few days holiday." Mum yelled but dad never replied.

"Come in sweet heart.... Ben.... Ben ..... look Alex has come home.."

"Still annoyed with me."

"No sweetheart." She gave me caring look as always did when a kid.

Dad never appeared at all and mum didn't stop talking. Before I left I disappeared to the toilet and I caught myself in the mirror, I looked terrible and rough. I pushed the door ajar so I could double check my side. It looked as sore as it felt.. I could hear dad's voice, quickly pulled my top down and rushed out. Dad hadn't changed, grey caramel cardigan, check style shirt with his pipe in his,hand.

"Ben..."

"What..... what.." he followed mums nod

"Alex"

"Dad.." I paused after hopping of the last step.

"Wheres Richard?"

"At work. Had few days so here I am."

"Right.... cheat on him again did you... probably thrown you out."

"Ben stop it right now... Alex wait." Mum,tone was desperate and upset.