Hidden Pain...

The Maniac Drug

Tuesday 7th April.

3am.

I couldn't stop thinking about the text I had received last night, it had spooked me. I wrote it all down, in my little note-pad, as I can be quite forgetful at times. I wrote down the name of the 'drug' I'd seen. The maniac drug. Sounded like something I didn't want to try in a hurry.

4am.

I had just drifted back off to sleep when my phone made an abrupt beeping noise! I looked at my phone, I had a text from my dad! This had been the first I had heard from him in weeks.

Hey there, I take it you're okay. The 'witch' said you'd left. Took a leaf out of my book did yah, probably for the best. We're always good at running away, runs in the family. Drop me a text back so I know you're safe, missing you lots :( I really need to meet you, I'm just so glad you're old enough to take care of yourself. I also hope you or the money I left in her purse. I thought you would need some so I left alot in there as she never has money in her purse it's locked up! Haha! That's rightfully mine! What a cheek, love you lots and lots like jelly tots.

Your old pal,

Dad x x x x x

I didn't quite know how to react to this. He was so casual as if I only saw him the other day. He referred to my stepmum as the witch, if he thought that why did he marry her that's what I wanna know!

Anyway.. Why was dad up at 4:11am...

10am.

I went back to sleep again, slept a bit too much as I was meant to be meeting mark at 10:30. I told him I was going to be late. I urgently needed a shower!

10:30am

I was waiting impatently for Mark, I'd missed him. It'd been too long since I'd seen him and I had way too much to tell him!

I texted him.

Where exactly are you? been waiting for a while, thought you'd be here by now! :( xx

I waited for another few minuets and he hadn't replyed I was starting to worry. I phoned him at least twice and it had rung off or gone to voicemail, I left him a couple of messages. Why would he do this? He knows how he felt when I didn't turn up.

11am.

Mark still hasn't arrived so I decided to turn around and leave, there was nothing else I could do, I phoned him again, and as before, no answer. His phone was on so maybe he was just ignoring me..Maybe he'd met someone else in the short space of time I hadn't seen him in. He's a good lookin' guy.

11:30am.

On the way walking back to the B&B I spotted the old women who had given me the bus fare home yesterday. I had money on me so I decided to do the right thing and give her back the money she'd given me.

"hello there, you're the woman I met yesterday aren't you?" I asked, trying to sound as polite as possible.

"Who are you, I met no sort of person yesterday! LEAVE ME ALONE!" She replied almost shouting. I stood away, taken a back with that reply.

"wasn't it you who kindly lent me some money yesterday for the bus..? I posted some letters for you aswell! I've got the money to paa---" I was cut off by the woman who said "ah yes, the little innocent girl who stole my letters! Hah! Thought I would never notice ey?"

"No! I never! I posted them! I swear!" I said stunned.

"That's what they all say! SO WHERE ARE THEY!?"

Before I had time to reply my phone started ringing.

"Sorry if you thought I stole your letters but honestly, I didn't! I've got to take this call, here's the money, thankyou and goodbye!" I said hastily handing the money to her.

I looked down at my phone it was Mark, Thank goodness!

"Hey Mark!"

"Hey, where are you, I left my phone in the boot of the car on silent and we got stuck in traffic, because you said you were going to be late I didn't think to stop the car and get it out, I'm so so so sorry!"

"Mark, Mark" I said laughing "It's fine!"

"Good, anyway..Where are you?"

"Just walking to the station now."

1pm.

I had walked down to meet Mark and we got into his car and drove to his house. I met his mum for the first time, I was guessing Mark had told her everything because she seemed very understanding and sympathetic, almost patronzing.

"Hello, Mark's told me all about you! Would you like a drink?" She said in a soft voice.

"Yes please." I replied.

Marks mum was completley different to how I imagined. She was very 'mumsy.' She was wearing a pretty floral dress with a little piny. It was like something women would of worn in world war 2!

"You can call me Gina if you want! Also I'm sure my husband has told you to call him John, we wont deal with all that silly 'mr and mrs' rubbish here! Haha!

"Haha" I replied a little nervously!"

I walked around, Marks house was rather big, wooden furniture and beautiful orniments placed in the perfect place. I liked it.

7pm.

I had had a lovely time at Marks and It's made me want to move there even more! I'm packing my things and payed my bill, I was ready to leave!

11pm.

Dreams, They're amazing untill they turn into nightmares..

The Maniac Drug is still haunting me, what if the people I saw in that place were monkeys..That's what my dream was, the peoples faces staring at me. Their poor, helpless faces...