Falling in love with a liar

chapter 6

Chapter 6:-

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"room service" danny entered with a tray in his hand

i was still trying to adjust to the bright lights comming from the window, while he kept the tray on the bed

"good morning sweet heart" he said in the most chocolaty voice " you were just amazing last night"

i recalled all those things that happened between us and smiled back with a vacant expression

"is everything alright" danny asked worridly

"yeah, yeah its fine. just that I need to find my mother now... before she does something to ruin my life again" i replied getting out of the bed

"so, let's go then, what are we waiting for?"

"you don't get it danny... i can't face her and all my memories that i had left behind 10 years ago,"

"yes you can my lady, you very strong and i know it."

"we will see, lets leave in 40" i replied opening my wardrobe

while we were in the car driving to the avenue, i just couldn't stop but think of my father

how everything happened... how my mother did not even have a little bit of mercy, how sinful she was and while i was listing her 120th mistake we reached the avenue

"that was pretty fast i had 250 mistakes more to list" i mummered to myself

"so here we are again" danny said in a peaceful voice to calm me down, while i was figiting with my ear phones

"yeah, ummm do you mind..."

"it's ok, i'll come with you"

it was just so weird, he always understood what i wanted to say before i even mentioned it... may be that's what love is and now i should stop thinking such cheesy lines and get the hell in that house and arrest my mother! 

"so youre ready to go?" danny interrupted my evil thoughts.

"yeah, lets go now." i said opening the door.

there i was again, in front of the house, holding the door knob in my shiviry hands.

"let's do it" i told danny 

I pushed the door open a crack, but it refused to go any further. I instantly saw the cause, the back of the door was filled with heavy furniture and utensils

"danny, will you please open the door" i pleaded danny in horror

the house was in a mess, it lookes like a hurricane just blew up.

it was impossible to see the carpet, the floor was covered with piles of clothes. the wind not only carried oxygen and cabondioxide that i needed but also the unnecessary smell of rotten foods...I could hardly get in against the pile of clothes piled up on the floor,A half-eaten baloney and cheese sandwich lay on the chipped blue plate atop the desk, accompanied by two empty coke cans 

behind the door were all the broken glasses, grocery and lamps

"was there a pary that i missed" danny said kicking the pile of clothes

"what the hell happened in here?" i asked my self amused seeing the water flow from the tap continuously 

"beep, beep," the answering machine rang but we just ignored it.