Paparazzi

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My dads an alcoholic and my mother is a workaholic and both of them cant stand each other. I don't know what stared their fight but one day in the fourth grade I came back from school to see my dad and mum yelling at each other, they didn't even notice me standing there feeling terrified. Then it got worse with each passing day and the next thing I know my mother was throwing clothes in a bag and leaving telling me I'm sorry and I had to deal with my alcoholic father. She stayed with my grandmother for a while not even thinking about what was happening with me, how am I, is my father taking care of me, nothing. I knew my father loved me but he loved alcohol more. He loved spending more time with his friends than with his own daughter. I acted like nothing was happening. I pretended that I had parents to come home to , not a cold house, I pretended to have my mother to tuck me in at night and a father who came to my soccer games to cheer. I pretended I was happy and everyone bought it. Few weeks later my mother came back home and filed for a divorce and won custody over me. I later found out she didn't come back on her own accord but because my grandmother had forced her to. It broke my heart to know my mother didn't care enough for me. She was never home and I had already learnt to fend for myself when she had left us weeks ago. The day I turned sixteen she bought me a car, gave my the house keeps, a credit car that always paid the bill and left. I saw her once in a while when she dropped by check if I was alive but other than that, she was never around. The only person who I couldn't pretend to everything was fine was with Chelsea. I never spoke to her about my parents but I think she figured it out on her own and took me in as her family. So with chelse leaving I don't know how I was going to live with such an empty apartment which she had made her home since the first time I had got her here.

'' I cant believe you tried and seduced him'' chelse said chewing on a pepperoni pizza I had ordered when we got back from the mall and explained to her about what happened in the club yesterday without leaving any details. She first laughed her ass off like there was no tomorrow then she became shocked since I had rejected THE ZAYN MALIK. Then she became angry since I didn't introduce her and now she was amazed that I had the courage to try and seduce him.

''It was the alcohol speaking'' I told her watching the movie playing which she was ignoring.

And all of a sudden she stared laughing like a hyena.

''what ?" I asked her curious on what is giving her such a laughing fit.

'' you tried to seduce some one'' she choked out between breaths. ''I wish someone had video taped it'' she said and continues laughing

'' hey I can seduce okay'' I tell her getting irritated at her lack of confidence in me.

''oh please you cant walk across a flat surface without tripping so I wonder how you didn't end up with a concussion or drowning in your glass of water'' chelse said seriously and then starts laughing again.

''shut up'' I mumble and steal her last slice of pizza.

''so what are you going to do now?'' she asks sobering up.

I just shrug and say '' I'm probably not going to see or talk him again so..... nothing'' I hope I don't see him again but the thought of not seeing those hazel brown eyes made a small ache start in my chest. Huh.

''actually you just might end up chatting with him'' she says in a mischievous voice.

I immediately spring of the couch we were lounging on and look at her with narrowed eyes and place my hands on my hips. ''what did you do chelse?'' I ask her in a no nonsense tone.

''I probably would have by mistake let your twitter name slip out'' she says in a sheepish voice.

''you WHAT !'' I scream out. ''its not like I already didn't humiliate myself in front of them to last a life time!!''

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