crap, luke | l.h.

6

ziggy

and the world stops, and my head spins, and im falling, falling hard

after that nerve wracking encounter i rushed home, my head darting around me as i looked cautiously for any rock that my two left feet could catch on, or any rude, terrifying hooded men.

but there was no one in sight, no one at all. i checked my phone when i reached the door of my house, i noticed a large number of missed calls from my mother, probably about the whereabouts of brad, my father. i dont call him dad, the only favour he has ever done me was have sex with my mum, so i, the unexpected, unwanted ziggy was brought to the world.

my dad is a cheater, he has been having an affair and only a few months ago did i discover this horrible truth, the horrible truth that every 'i love you' said to my mum was fake, he's a fraud.

and it makes me wonder..
was any of it ever real?
but i ignore it, because constantly my brain betrays me, like today, when i heard cassie say something she didnt say, or when i saw the boy pass the window, that wasnt real.

i turned off my phone and entered the house.

"ziggy, wheres your dad??"
a voice chimed from the kitchen.

"brad is at work, i think." i muttered. a lie. i know i shouldnt lie to mum but its only to keep her from pain.

"you shouldnt be so nasty to your father, he loves you very much, dear" mum says, poking her smiling face through the kitchen doorway, her eyes shining, with love, she loves brad deeply.

"ofcourse he does, mum" i say quietly but venomously, going up the stairs to my cave.

i go to my room and my heart skips a beat, my bag dropping to the floor.

what the hell?!

-a/n

oooooh what is it
um i put what cassie looks like in chapter one your welcome bye