Chapter 4 Part 1
Carter grinned skipping into the house, swinging her bag over the banister and hanging her coat on the rack she made her way through to the living room in search of her mum. She sung the lyrics to Ed Sheeran's Give Me Love as she went, popping her head around the door of the dining room to see if she was in there.
Give a little time to me we'll burn th-" She stopped as she came to the door way of her kitchen. Her mum sat at the island in the centre of the big room, her head was in her hands and she had a glass of wine near by, an empty bottle stood not too far from that. Her mum was crying, the tears slowly dripping down her damp cheeks, rolling down her nose and landing on the granite work tops. Carter was unsure of how to react, she'd never seen her mother in such a state; this made her extremely cautious.
"Mum, mum whats wrong?" She asked stepping towards the broken woman. Her mum sniffed wiping her eyes with the back of her shirt. She looked up at her daughter, her eyes lost of all gleam they once held, her tears had slowed now but the odd one escaped her eyes. Mascara had dripped from her eyelashes down her face and she had a smear of black on her shirt. She shook her head looking at her daughter as if she hadn't a clue what to say. Carter stepped closer and leant on the worktop beside her.
"I..I.. I've lost my job Carter, we'll loose everything, everything and.. and it's all my fault." She wept more water leaking from her eyes. Carter held back a gasp, she knew how much her mum adored her job and she knew without her wage coming in each month they wouldn't be able to live like they did.
"What mum? I dont understand.. why? You're the best in the department why you?!" She cried grabbing the box of tissues that was on the table top and handing them to her mum. Her mum shrugged, Carter sighed she couldn't understand why her mum had been sacked, she was the best on the police force, she was the best officer they had and yet they made her leave.. why not someone else was the question Carter wanted answering.
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After awakening for the 8th time and counting Carter groaned in annoyance, she hadn't slept at all. She glanced at the clock beside her bed; 5:30am she huffed loudly wishing she could allow herself sleep. She was confused, tired and not even fully awake having only gotten a maximum of half an hours sleep, tossing and turning all night was the cause; she was of course worried for her mum.
She slipped out of bed pulling on her dressing gown and slippers she trotted down the carpeted stairs. She wondered how long they could live in the house, she wondered whether she would need to get a job to help out with finances, she wondered whether they could afford to have anything now, she tried to think up many possibilities that could help her mum out but none came true, none of them would help enough. None of them could feed, clothe and shelter the pair of them.
Carter made a mug of coffee and placed herself by the fire, she didn't switch on the tv like she normally would and she didn't play on her laptop she just sat and watched the flames flicker warming her legs and she thought. Carter was a worrier the majority of the time so when things like this occured she was completely distressed and all over the place, she would think about nothing but that until the problem was solved and she would do anything she could to sort it out herself but this time she knew it was way out of her league to try and fix; she was powerless. And that alone sent her mad.
At 7:00am Carters phone buzzed bringing her out of her daze, she stared at the unknown number on the screen before opening the message. A little hope shone in her eyes as she read the words in front of her, but all hope was soon lost.
'Hi Carter it's me Niall, I well I'm sorry I text so early I went for a run and couldn't put it off or else I'd chicken out.. I'm sorry if I woke you, but would you like to meet up? Maybe today? I'd like to see you again xx'
Carter smiled slightly at the message she knew he meant well but she couldn't accept she knew it was virtually impossible so be involved with him whilst in her situation, especially because he was who he was.
'Hi Niall, no you didn't wake me I've been up hours. I'd love to but I really can't I'm sorry x'
She replied setting her phone down next to her, she didn't want to let the poor lad down but she couldnt leave her mum while she went and had fun it didn't feel right to her.
To Be Continued Tomorrow.....
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Hey guys!
So basically, I was supposed to put this up yesterday (monday) but i fell asleep half way through the chapter! I've decided to put what I wrote up now and extend it and add it on for you tomorrow. So yeah sorry about that, i've been exhausted from hospital and stuff so i guess thats why.. ooops:/ Second part will be up tomorrow:)
Aimee xx
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