In The Wrong World

Chapter 5 -Stop Letting It Go

When I woke up this morning I was feeling a lot better to be honest. I got out of my bed early ( like 8' clock. Which is early for me), brushed my teeth then went in the shower. I felt better since being with Andrew yesterday and him helping me through everything. I really did need him then and I'm so glad he was there for me. I needed him more than I though I would.

Even just getting out of my bed today was easier since yesterday and I'm so happy. I feel a lot better than I've done in a little while.

I get out of the shower and put on some comfortable clothes (the kind that you would feel embarrassed to go out in public in. Like sweatpants) to go downstairs to see my dad and sister at the dinner table having breakfast. The both look up at me and seem kind of shocked. I guess if I saw me up so early id be shocked as well. 8 happens to be early for me when there's no school. Normally I get up about 11:30.

I let go of their shocked looks and sit down at my seat that I normally sit in. Looking round the room it shows a very normal looking kitchen. It has a cooker, a countertop, a microwave, a radio for tunes, an oven and a square white table with four white chairs. Only three people now sit in those chairs, the other one is never used.

I use the plate that is already set at the table and take some bacon. I am starving. 'Slow down kiddo, you're gonna hurt yourself eating so fast." My dad tries to warn me as I stuff two bits of bacon down my throat pretty much as soon as it went on my plate.

If only he knew that I could get hurt a million times from bacon but that wouldn't stop me from eating it. You don't ditch your food family.

I notice my sister looking happily at me, she must be happy that I'm out of my bed. I give a big smile to her and blow her a small kiss, she then does what she normally does when we do this by reaching out and grabbing it, bringing it to her heart. She's too cute sometimes.

'So dad, how's work?" I ask him as I've not really asked in a long time.

"Boring. It's work so not that great. I'd rather be here with you both instead.

"That sucks, just leave your job, it'll be easy. I'll help with the money. I'm sure the street corners can do with someone new. New is always nice." I jokingly tell him.

"Lou-Lou, what are you gonna do at the street corner? Is you giving ice cream?" Lizzie asks me. I just give her a wide-eyed-smile and nod. My dad looks at me and shakes his head, I don't think he wants Lizzie to want to grow up on the street corner aspiring to sell ice cream.

Yeah probably not. "No Lizzie, Louise will not be selling ice cream at all. Even if she really wants to because that would be awesome don't you think?" She nods towards me.

"And no she is not going to work on the corner for anything. I would rather work all day and night for the rest of my life for that never to happen. I'm not going to let her be a silly goose. Just like you're not a silly goose. Aye buddy?"

"Yes daddy," she tells him with her bit buggy eyes. I swear that girl could make butter melt with just one look.

My dad and Lizzie start to have a small conversation and I zone out of the real world. The guy from yesterday, Tony, has not stopped texting me and it's kinda got me in a good mood. We've been talking non-stop and it's nice to have someone to talk to like that again. Even if it has only been a day.

He phoned me last night and we were talking together for hours, I don't even know what we were talking about mostly. One part we talked about how  he had seen me at the range a lot of the times with my dad but didn't want to speak to me in front of my dad. I know my dad can look intimidating with him looking younger than he is. He's got muscles and a few tattoos but he's just a normal dad. Andrew who was there with me is like 10x more intimidating than my dad.