Little White Lies

Chapter one

Lie: I have a loving family

I live in Paris. I've lived there my whole eleven years of life.

It's the city of love apparently.

Not true.

There is no love whatsoever in this city.

Just false hope to love.

My mum and dad both got fooled by Paris.

They met on an online dating website.

Soon enough mum was on her way to the city of love aka Paris to meet this man of her dreams.

Then they got married and had my big brother Stephan. Then they had me, Sierra.

My fondest memories of my mum was when she used to plait my long brown hair.

She would brush it carefully and braid it with her nimble fingers.

She would sing while doing it.

Mum had a nice voice one I couldn't ever imagine having.

I don't remember dad much.

I'm not even sure I should call him dad anymore.

When I was three years old and Stephan was eight dad moved away.

He left me and mum suddenly with no money or food.

He took Stephan and just left.

Dad was mean. Mum always told me that.

But I don't remember him being mean.

The only memory I have I him left is a picture of me when I was a baby.

I was resting in his arms while he sat on a chair rocking me to sleep.

He's smiling up at the camera.

It's the only photo I saved.

Mum burnt all the photos of him except this one.

My mum was so kind a year after dad left.

She understood me and I understood her.

We were so close you couldn't imagine it.

And then everything changed.

We couldn't pay the bills and we were broke.

Mum cried in her bed at night softly to herself, she though I was asleep but I wasn't.

Three years ago we had to move.

And then we moved again, and again and then to where we are now.

But apartments in Paris aren't cheep.

Mum said I have to get a job. But no one would let an eleven year old work in a shop or anything.

I'm not old enough.

Jus a year ago mum started taking some pills for depression.

Dad being gone had hit her hard in the chest.

It never occurred to me that those pills might be drugs.

And I never knew that at night she would sneak out to the pub down the road and drink until she was so drunk she couldn't walk without collapsing to her knees.

I hear mum on the phone whispering late at night to dad.

Well I think it is.

All mum does is say I'm sorry! We need you help us Sierra is falling apart.

Me? falling apart? I don't think so!

Who's the one that has comforted you every night and helped you when you were drunk?

Mum has lots of cuts and deep blue and purple bruises on her wrists.

Mum says they're from trimming the windowsill hedge.

But I'm not that stupid.

I hid the razors when I found out.

And now here I am today.

Mum got fired today so we have no source of money and mum has so many bills to pay.

My life at school is different to at home.

I shouldn't have to worry about mum getting drunk or cutting herself or using drugs.

But I do and let's fave the facts nothing is going to stop her.

I can try, but it won't work forever.

My teachers have't met my mum yet. It's a new school since we move so often and I hate starting schools again.

My teachers want to meet my mum because they're concerned about my grades.

Not my fault I don't have time to study!

"Miss Green".

"Yes Mr Hunter"?

"Your grades are dropping every test we have! Isn't your mother concerned about your grades".

"She's not worried as long as I'm trying my best sir".

"That's that's thing Sierra. I don't think you are trying your best, are you even studying"?

I don't have time to come up with an incredible believable lie before there's a knock on the door.

On the other side the police are waiting patiently.

Police!

"Hello deputy is there a problem"?

"There's been an accident"...

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