Out of my league

Mother dearest

                  

I had been so fixed on the idea and planning of the party I completely forgot about my birthday. It was coming up in only 8 days then the party was 12 days away. Yet again, my birthday was on a school day it's almost like a curse. When I was 8 it was my first birthday I remember being on a school day. I got gum stuck in my hair and had to cut a huge chunk of my hair, then it started raining and we had pen outside and worst of all I didn't get a cake.

This was round about the time my mum and dad were having 'complications' so I didn't say anything about the cake. My mother left me inside the house by myself whilst she went out with friends and told me to lock the doors and she'll be back soon. Being the young child I was I baked a cocoa cake and ate it all myself. I guess it didn't taste very nice as I had food poisoning for the next week. What did I expect; I was 8 and didn't know how to even turn an oven on. No one recognized and no one cared, I guess everyone was too caught up in the fact my mum died. She died that night and on her way to meet her friend she got in a car crash or that's what they told me, I never wanted to ask the real reason and I don't want to find out either.

Every time my birthday is on a school day I just keep thinking about that night and every year on my birthday it never gets celebrated, more like a memorial for my mother.

"What would you like this year darling?" My dad said whilst holding a can of beer in one hand and his head in the other.

"Do you really want to know?" I've been so disappointed in my dad since the day of my eighth birthday. He hasn't got over the relentless pain and seemed to dig himself a pity whole and getting worse and worse he might even be made redundant. I don't blame his boss to fire him as he always turns up with stains on his clothes and turns up either drunk or with a hangover. I've tried to fix my dad many times but he's useless, a lost soul.

"Oi! I'm your dad; don't be talking to me with that attitude unless it's in your own house." He yelled back.

"You're drunk and the only reason why I've got an attitude is because you're drunk." He sneered at me with this nasty face I could tell he was furious and tense.

"You're grounded; get out of my sight you nasty-"I cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

"You nasty what? Say something I haven't heard before." Right now, it was very clear in his eyes. I didn't know how to help him and nor did I want to. I didn't owe him anything and because the pain he caused me hurt me so much he was pushing himself out of my life and not even realising it. I lost hope in him, and there was no changing now.

Stomping up the stairs with rage I wasn't turning back now. I pushed my wardrobe in front of my door so he couldn't get into my room even if he did try. Grabbing and putting my necessaries in my bag I had to stop every now and then and rest my hand on my forehead. My forehead was burning up and my heart was pumping a million paces but I continued. Nocks from my dad appeared on the door and echoed through my head.

"Open the door, we need to speak."

"I don't want to talk right now, just. Leave me alone please." My panic became stronger and I could hardly find any words to say now. I threw my bag over my shoulder and climbed out my window rushing so my dad doesn't catch me. As I jumped down from the last branch step my dad saw me. He burst through the front door and attempted to run after me.

"Get back here!" He shouted but I didn't stop not even to look back. My legs began to pick up the pace and even though I've never been in such a rush or intense moment recently, I've never felt freer. The wind blew through my hair and the cold air on my boiling exposed skin felt right. Keeping the momentum I ran into the woods. Usually I go into the woods for comfort and I knew where to go but I got stopped by a pair of arms.

I came crashing onto someone and nearly tripped but they held me up by my shoulders.

"Are you alright?" he spoke. Never have I been so shocked to see him in my life.