If there wasnt a large metal fence cordoning off our neighbourhood I wouldve said our estate was quite beautiful . The way the trees danced in the wind , the way every single house is dissimilar and unlike the next. Mine and my mothers house is rendered in creme with a cobalt painted door central to the house. To say it only accomidated 2 women it was pretty large with additional unnecessary bedrooms and an extra kitchen. Everything was always a competition between the mothers on the estate . At coffee mornings they would bicker about who has the grander lounging area or a prettier orangeary. But then there was the rare one "my daughter has a boyfriend" which my mother (The self-crowned queen of the estate) loved to rub into the other mums
"Lydia Marie Martin , why the heck did you dump Jackson?" My mother spits through the hallway in outrage. Wow news spreads fast around here !
"Why the heck was Jackson snogging Angelina when hes in a relationship?" I snap back at my mother who was stood in a long , tight coral dress with matching heels and a pearl necklace
"I have had to deal with Mrs Whittemore in tears because her son has been misstreated by my daughter" she says charging at me like a bull. She clasps her hand around my arm and drags me into the perfectly set out dining area
"Tell Mrs Whittemore to go suck on Mr Whittemore's -" I'm instantly cut off when i realise Mr + Mrs Whittemore are seated at the end of the mahogony table . Mrs Whittemore slightly dabbing her eyes with a hankerchief and Mr Whittemore comforting her
"Maybe you should've taught your son some common courtesy" i hiss across the table and Mrs Whittemore gasps
"Lydia, you are going to apologise and get back together with Jackson immediately" my mother states firmly and i begin to shake my head in disbelief
"Never-" Mrs Whittemore gasps again "the Whittemore's deserve the shame that there irresponsible son has brought apon himself and his family"
I had been pretty pleased with my attempt of being polite towards the cheating slobs parents
"Mrs Martin you have raised a devil child" Mr Whittemore bitterly says pointing his insainly long fingers in my direction
"I swear Mr Whittemore this will all be resolved" my mother frantically responds . How could my own mother say such a thing ? I was starting to loose patience . So when Mrs Whittemore lets another sob loose I cant hold back anymore
"Listen here and listen good , Mrs pearl necklace + insainly long fingers. I am not a devil child .
I am not going to apologise and i am most certainly not getting back together with your cheater of a son , do you understand ?" I declare infuriatedly
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Fanfiction𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐝𝐢𝐚 [this needs to be heavily edited because it was written literally years ago and it actually makes me cringe reading it. Thank you for the constant support] Lydia , her mother and her sister Allison moved into the estate when they were y...
