Impractical daughter

Chapter 4

Staying home alone was fine I was used to it. I cleaned up the house a bit and neatened the shoes at the front door. Afterward I snuck my iPod out from my dads room. I started to listen to Shawn mendes whilst making pasta.

I finished my tomato pasta and then ate it at my dining room table.its normal for me to eat without my dad yet it gets awful lonely.i hate doing it.sometimes auntie Jenna comes round to eat with her children but apart from that I have no one.

My best friend also used to come round a lot of the time. We were inseparable and she was always there for me when I needed her. I knew her since we were six but we got really close when we were 11 and then one day her dad got transferred for work and she moved.

After that I had no one at school. A group of girls felt sorry for me but they wouldn't understand however everyone else saw me as if I deserved it.that made me feel much worse because their words didn't hurt but they were persuasive.

They would say stuff and my self confidence just plummeted. I started to hate myself and no one understood. I started to suffer with anxiety and I had no one to tell apart from James. I didn't even have the guts to tell murr though he found out by swing my drawings.

I would take my anger out in my sketch book. Most of my drawings are of skulls or sad people. It made me feel more relaxed but one day I made the mistake of leaving it on the couch. James found it and I had to explain that I wasn't insane just sad

I wanted to try and make him forget but when he didn't get mad and just tried to comfort me I realised that I wasn't alone. At first he wanted to tell my dad but I managed to persuade him not to.

Looking at the time it was 22:00 and I knew dad was gonna come in soon.i went into my bedroom. Hearing the front door open I knew I made the right call.peaking through the crack in my door I saw that dad was stumbling while joe held him.

I got a knock on my door. I awenserd it to joe." Come on kid you better stay at mine for tonight." Nodding I grabbed some sweats, a top and one of dads old sweaters. I put them in a duffel bag and put on some shoes.

Joe started driving to his house. "How's bessy" I asked trying to make small talk." She's good actually she misses you coming round a lot."with that I smiled.bessy was like my second mum. She's the one that taught me stuff.

I sleep on his couch that night with a conformer and pillow.i say I slept yet in reality I was up on my phone.i had texted dad a reminder to pick me up in the morning and generally browsed the interwebs whe ant around 3 I decided I need sleep.