The next morning, Luke is waking me up, already dressed and showered. I don't want to get up today. I almost cry. I had the tears ready but I wasn't going to let them go just yet.
"Zack is staying with you today. So you've got someone when you go out with Mum later that aren't 5 year olds." Luke smiles at me. I nod to say okay and he leaves. I guess this is my cue to get showered and dressed.
I do that, taking my time. I can only be greatful for Zack staying with me today. I would break down in front of Helena and she'd have to be the one to comfort me. I couldn't have that. I couldn't deal with it.
All the other boys have left for work/college/school by the time I get downstairs. Helena yet again offers food but I decline it non verbally. Nathan and Ethan were being extra loud today. Loud and annoying but I guess that's how kids are.
Zack was sat at the table on his phone so I joined him. I finally dared to turn my phone on. It sprung to life with a mass amounts of texts and missed calls from Phoebe and a few of the others. Zack gives me a confused look but then goes back to his phone.
We finally get going that morning. Helena gets us into the car, Zack in front with her then Nathan, Ethan and me in the back.
I stare out the window in the car until we get to town which wasn't that crowded to my joy. Most of the teenagers should be at school and adults at work. I don't have to face many people. But doesn't that mean that Dad can spot me easier?
I need to stop thinking. He's free- yes. But he doesn't know where I am, does he? The police would never give out where I went to. They would probably say that I went to a care home but nothing else. I wonder how Mum is as well. She shouldn't be in jail. It was never her fault.
"Nathan, Ethan, I need you both to behave today, okay? And if you do behave, I'll get you some sweeties each, deal?" Helena bargined with them.
"Yes, Helena." They said together. That was creepy.
Helena stops the car in the car park and we all get out. I stay walking behind Zack while everyone else walked in front. We enter a local shop full of different school uniforms. There were primary school ones, secondary school ones and college sport kits.
"Do you want to pick out your size in uniform, Eve? I've got to get the twins some new school shoes anyway so we'll be a while." Helena offered. I nodded and off went three of them, Zack staying behind with me.
"When she means she'll be a while, she really will. They don't choose things easily." Zack informed me. I don't know what to get or how much to get. Zack realises this.
"Get two blazers, one the right size and one a few sizes bigger so it's comfy and cosy. 5 white shirts, whatever sleeve length is up to you. Black trousers or skirt, again, up to you what you have. Then shoes, yet again black, up to you on what style. I don't really pay attention to what the girls wear. They all mainly look like sluts to be honest." Oh. I don't want to look like a slut. "And your tie. The school is a dick for having a tie. You don't have one, you don't get a lunch time."
My school was like that as well. They were strict on everything. Even our hair had to be a certain way- in a pony tail. It was annoying but I got use to it quickly. We had to ask to take our blazers off in the summer. We had to wear skirts that weren't higher than your knees. Shirt always tucked in. Shoes polished.
I start picking out my school clothes, finishing an hour before Helena comes back. In that hour, Zack tries to get me to talk again. But I know I can't.
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The Boys
Teen FictionAfter her parents were deemed to be unfit to care for her, Eve Ellison is sent to a foster home hundreds of miles away in Yorkshire for safety. The Andrews are now her primary caregivers alongside their 9 sons.