It's Always My Fault

Chapter Nine

"Scott, are you trying to get us killed slow down or the cobs will catch up to us!" I told Scott while I try to hold onto the door handle. I have picked up a few things while leaving in a house with him and that is Scott does not care about anything. Scott laugh at me.

"Who gives a fuck?" Scott asked more like said. Well I do.

"Umm, me!" I said throwing my arms in the air quickly. Scott laugh once again but did not tear his eyes of the road. I hate this guy I have to live with and soon as I get money and a job the sooner I can move out and away from this dickhead.

"Relax London, we are here in anyway" I then notice we have arrive back at his house. And with a huff I picked my bag up and got out of the car while I slame his car.

Does he hate me that much as I do that he wants to get me killed? I never knew someone who wants to kill me so bad. Well there was one girl that threated to kill me over her jeaslous self but she was bluffing anyway.

"You are completly insane did you know that!?" I shout as I turn to see Scott leaning on his car with a cocky smirk on his face. I'm a bit surprise his car is not even damage a bit.

"Like who drives like that!" I shout at him my eyes going wide. I don't shout at anyone, the only time is when I'm hurt, stress, or upset about something never like this.

"Me" Scott said like it was the only thing to say.

"Ugh, you are unbeliable!" I said then turn to head inside as I see Dale has come out of the house to see what is going on. He might of heard my shouting.

"Ask your son" I answer as I walked past and inside.

I did not see Mom as I enter the house that was a sigh of relief. I start heading upstairs to my room and as I enter my room I see her standing there with her arms cross, glaring down at me and some dresses laying down on my bed.

I look up at her confuse why she has picked out my clothes which I can do for myself.

"You are wearing black tonight, you look fat and ugly when you wear it and I don't want every eye on you tonight. It will be on me" Mom said. Wow real good parenting Mother.

"Thanks for the comperment, but black is more for a funeral to me" I said sarcasticlly while I smile at my piss of mother.

"When will you grow the fuck up you ungratful brat!?" Mom spated out as I head to my bathroom to set a bath for myself as I come back out, still smiling at her.

"When you can learn to be an mature aboult like I am" I said. Instead of answering back Mom walked out screaming lightly with her hands in her hair. This made me laugh a bit loud.

She calls me a brat she is the brat that wants a sugar daddy to pay all her bills and not feel alone. Traitor to my own flesh in blood, my father that I never will know.

I got my phone out and search for Grace number after I close my door and after three rings she picked up on my facetime call. Grace has brown hair and green eyes. She was right now in her room might be studying from her course.

"Hey Gracie!" I said in a cheerful voice.

"Hey babes! Hows the weather out there?" Grace asked me. To be honest ot is warm but not that hot warm the warm as I can wear a pair of shorts and get cold and hot at the same time.

"It's warm all though I wish my best friend and boyfriend was here" I said as I walked around my room and to my wardrobe.

"Well your lucky because guess who's coming to California this weekend?" Grace asked me. My eyes grew wide and my mouth turned into a 'o' shape.

"No!" I said in disbelief.

"Yes! Your not going to be alone bestie!" Grace said. Oh thank god I think I'll go insane if I never get to see my best friend again.

"Well I'll be making a plan for you and me this weekend" I said smiling big. Thank god my best friend is coming. I miss her so much.

"Right so my mother wants me to get dress to this bussiness dinner party thing that her boyfriend has planned and she has layed a dress on the bed saying I'll look ugly in it. So can you help me pick a dress out to wear?" I asked my best friend smiling shyly at her.

Grace has gret taste in fashion she has been to most of the parties I never when too and told me all about them and when I sneek her into my house in London without my mother knowing she helps me grow my fashion style.

"Do you need to asked twise! Turn the fucking camera around right now!" We both laugh at what Grace said. I turn the camera around.

As Grace look at the dresses in my wardrobe she then gasp at this one dress. It was long deffinly for a bussiness dinner party to wear, it was silky and shine on the light. It had light straps on the shoulders and in the colour of mix golden and white. It is really pretty but my mother would never let me wear this, it even had a low back cutting.

"My mother would never let me wear this, Grace" I said with a sigh in my voice.

"Fuck your mother, and fuck everyone else be free and have fun tonight!" Grace said, she's not wrong I do need to be free and have fun.

"You know what? Your right I'll have fun and it's my turn to see the spot light not hers!" I said smiling big at my best friend who clap at me.

"Thats the spirt. Show her you are worth it!" Grace said grinning ear to ear.

After Grace and I said bye to each other I lay the dress on my bed with a pair of lace up champane heels to go with it. I slip into my shower robe and head to my bathroom to start getting ready.

Tonight all eyes will be on me and I'm not going to let my mother stop me from who I am and what I do. I am my own person and have been more mature then she has. Tonight is my night.