After we ate, we were on the road for about another 4 and half hours.
I ended up talking to Maura till we got into London.
She was a nice lady, as we were making conversation her phone ringing cut us off.
"Hello? Yeah she's with me.. ni what are you on about? Are you drunk? We just got in London. Are you still up? Okay see you soon, love you too." She said into her phone after hanging up.
She turned down a few streets, fifteen minutes went past till we were outside a dark black gate.
I didn't want to do this anymore.
I don't want to meet him.
I can't do this.
I'm not staying here.
I can't stay here.
"I don't want to stay with him" I say
"Why not?" She asks confused
"I'm not safe here" I confess
"Don't be silly."
I just ignore her and the gates soon open and she's quick to drive in.
Someone came out to grab my bags
I was freaking out i didn't want to do this.
I hate my mom for doing this to me.
