Bad For You

Forgotten Memories

Skipping into my house I slammed the door behind me and ran into my kitchen hopping with excitement, FOOD! The saviour to all my misery.

I looked at the leftover cold pizza from yesterday and smiled to myself. I do not care what you say cold pizza is a blessing. As I was munching on heaven, my mum came walking through the door in the midst of a phone call interrupting my bliss.

"Yes Mary" she laughed into the phone "We'll be over tonight, will your son be there?" I looked over to her in confusion as she nodded listening to the female voice on the other line "Great, I'll see you tonight, bye darling" she hung up looking at me.

"What on earth is your hair doing?" My mum said looking petrified trying to run her hand through my hair and miserably failing.

"Yes mum it's a mess as I've been reminded about five times today" I groaned rolling my eyes. Can a girl not enjoy her pizza in peace?

"Well go fix it we're going over to Mary and Harry's house later in the evening" She piped happily saying their names with joy as if it was supposed to ring a bell.

"Who?" I asked.

"Remember when you were younger and we used to live a few roads down next to our neighbours, and they used to have a son you'd play with" My mum continued as if it was the most obvious thing. I thought about it for a few hard seconds before the memory dawned on me. Oh lord.

"The one who scribbled on my beautiful purple skirt which lead to me breaking his scooter?" I said both frowning at the memory of my poor skirt but pleased at my violent return of a favour.

I couldn't even remember this boy's name but I remember his cheeky little face, I'd only played with him for a a week when I was five because as you can tell we didn't get along very much. My favourite pink skirt was destroyed because of him.

"Yes it was adorable you two used to run around your little swimming pool naked" she said laughing at the memory.

Oh great mother, thank you cause that makes everything better.

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"CAMMY COME DOWNSTAIRS WE'RE LEAVING" My mum screamed from downstairs. Why is everyone screaming at me today?

I ran downstairs, I had managed to make myself look like quite nice and tied my hair up to look more human.

"Hey honey, come on we're late get in the car" My dad said rushing me out the door and into his Range Rover.

Honey my ass. Lovely, my father has decided to make an appearance, away from whatever he does in his office, or whoever he's doing in his office. The bitter thought makes me frown. I look at my mum scurrying around, and cant help but smile.

My mother is my hero, she has worked so hard to raise me and love me, and the fact that she lets my dad step on her is disgusting. The problem was I couldn't involve myself because whenever I'm around them, they put on the happy marriage act. Its a shame they can fool the whole world but me.

The drive was short and silent, and before I knew it we were at their large wooden door knocking. The house wasn't a house. It was a mansion. I was intimidated and I hadn't even entered yet.

The door opened to present a tall brunette woman and a tall man in a business suit with a serious expression on his face. They were both fascinating to look at, its like their features were crafted to perfection. The most capturing bit was their eyes, the woman had the brightest blue eyes and the mans contrasted as they were the darkest I'd ever seen. They both looked proud and well kept, and despite trying not to judge a book by its cover-I could understand how they afforded a house this big.