Dream or reality?: chapter seven

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"I'm going now! Dinner better be on the the table when I get back!" John yelled very much like a jerk.

"Ok! Have a nice day at work!" My Mom said smiling whilst flipping pancakes.

I peered around the corner and came walking to kitchen where the stools were. The first thing my Mom did when she saw me, she checked if John left or not. Fortunately, he left and my Mom sighed in relief.

"Good Morning Jane" she said smiling.

"Morning Mom, can I have some pancakes please?" I asked.

"Yeah, of course! In Fact, I put chocolate chips in the pancakes this time, because when you were little... that was your absolute favourite!" She said smiling.

'Hold on a sec, is my Mom back to normal again?!' I thought to myself.

"Thanks Mommy!" I said so happily.

She then took the cooked pancakes off the hot pan and served them to me. She glared up to me and smiled.

After I was full of pancakes she then asked

"Jane? Can I talk to you?".

"Of course! What about?" I asked but kind of knew the answer to that question.

Then she pulled something out of her jean pocket, unwrapped it and I knew exactly what that was! It was the song I wrote! I must've left it in John's recording studio!

"I'm guessing this is yours, isn't it?" She asked.

I nodded quite scared, as if I was in trouble.

"I didn't know that's how you felt about your life! I'm sorry, I'll admit it, John doesn't like you very much. But I will do what ever I can to protect you. I can't get a divorce with him because it'll be way too hard on the kids". She said with a 'I'm so sorry' tone.

'Is this the time to tell her about John and his girlfriend Maria? Maybe tonight, she's in such a good mood right now!' I thought to myself.

"And I'm also really sorry about being so rude to you, John was there and I guess he's protective of his own children? I don't know" she said then looked down and sighed.

"That's okay Mom, I forgive you" I said then smiled.

Stella then came down stairs crying.

"Hey Stel! What's wrong?" My mom asked with concern.

"It's so lonely playing Barbies alone! Mommy? Can you play with me?" She asked rudely.

"Sorry Stel, I have to make breakfast, but Jane can!" She said, then looked at me, smiled then winked.

Warmth filled my stomach as I smiled back.

"Okay!" Stella said excitedly.

Stella and I played Barbies in her room for about an hour. After we played Barbies, Stella went running down stairs whilst I followed her but just not as fast.

"Mommy!? Jane is the best barbie player of ALL TIME! Unlike you, she makes it interesting!" Stella yelled to the top of her lungs.

Then my Mom laughed so hard then said "well, I didn't think I was 'that' bad!".

'Although my half sister Stella is rather spoiled, I could live with her for sure!' I thought to myself.

After that conversation, my tummy was filled with warmth for the rest of the day.

Pretty much for the rest of the day, we just watched these cheesy nineties movies that my Mom loved as a teenager, Lola was asleep for the majority of the movies and Jack lost interest and played with his toy cars, but Stella just sat by me for all the movies wanting to hold my hand, it was cute, she's cute.

At around eight o'clock, John came back... Jack and Stella were really hungry because we had to wait for him to come home. Once he came back, we all sat at the dinner table in silence.

Until John broke the silence...

"I'd rather this Jane girl to eat with dogs" he said extremely rudely.

"And I'd rather you to shut up!" My Mom raised her voice to John.

"Linda! We talked about this, you can't raise your voice to the man in the house!" He said slowly but intimidatingly.

Hotness ran up my veins, I was furious! If I could, I would shoot him.

"Don't talk to my Mom like tha!---" before I could finish my sentence, he interrupted me.

"Anyways, Linda? You could've done better on the spaghetti sauce". He said rudely.

"Thank you for your advice" she said trying really hard to tame her temper.

I had enough of this nonsense...

"Kids? Guess what daddy did last night? He has another girlfriend and was kissing her, and guess where he was today! He didn't have work, he was hanging out with his Spanish looking girlfriend!".

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