I talked to Harry that night, on the phone. I Told him about the argument with my parents and that I've moved out of the house. He said it'll be alright. The thing is, When he says it'll be alright, I believe him.
"I just go in and tell them that 'Penelope has sent me' and I'll have the job? Who are you, The Queen?"
"I wish. The manager owes me a favour."
"What favour?"
"Ahh..I saved his cat's life."
"You did what?!"
"Yes, Yes. I saved a cat big news."
"It actually is."
"Whatever. Just tell him that and I'm sure he'll give you the job."
"I hope so."
I do exactly as I'm told and voila! I have a job. I can't believe I'm working at Sainsbury on the checkouts. I can't believe it cos no one is my family has ever worked like this. It's a lot better than sweeping floors. I'm sure I'll find a better job but for starters, this is Alright.
I leave at 9 in the evening and I'm completely drained of energy.
My mum gave me back my car. I put my bag in the backseat and start the car.
I driving up to our apartment and park the car in the front.
As I'm about to open the door I hear giggles coming from inside. I assume Zayn is here. I don't wanna disturb them. It's enough that Nellie got me a job, she's letting me stay with her. This is the least I can do.
I walk back down to my car, start it and head to the coffee shop. The coffee shop near my gym.
I'm all alone, sitting out in cold. I think of how everything has changed in a few days. I finally moved out of my house, I have a job. Sick! I have a job! I hold my foam cup with both my hands to feel the warmth.
My phone rings.
"Hello?"
I hear my mum sobbing.
"Mum? Mum what's wrong?"
"It's Dada."
I don't need to hear anymore. The words are enough to tell me that something has happened to my grand dad.
Everything after that phone call was in slow motion. I get up, reach my car and drive up to my home.
I don't know for how long I drive. It feels like hours but I make it to my house.
"Mum? Mum! Mum?" That's all I say when I enter.
There's still her voice resonating in the ears
It's Dada
It's Dada
I'm thinking of the worst.
Is he dead?
Did he got murdered?
Was his body found in the lake?
Is he..
"Mu.."
As I enter the living room, it feels like someone has snatched the ground beneath my feet. I drop to the ground on my knees and break into sobs. My heart nearly gives out. I hold my head and try to breathe. It's like my lungs have forgotten to take in the air.
"Oh Lord!" I see my dad running towards me. He holds me from my shoulders and helps me stand up on my feet.
I look up and I see him. I see my Grand Dad standing there perfectly fine.
He runs to help me. His face, he seems so old.
They place me on the sofa.
"Gene? Gene?" He says. His voice sounds so fainted.
Then I come to my senses.
"Fuck!" I scream and shut my eyes.
"Jesus Christ Gene! You scared me to death!"
I dunno who says that cause I'm preoccupied. My chest is still is knots and twists. I can't breathe!
