Yet another piece of advice from a withering sad man.

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My mother called me at eleven when i woke up the next day. Apparently she was worried as Dr. Greengate had called her on her mobile device and explained the situation. I continued the lie as my new found closeness to my father trumps my hatred and resent toward my mother.

She will arrive in Florida next Tuesday hopefully, she will stay in a hotel. And once she sees my safety and security and hapiness she will fly away back to England on her broomstick and rot away in her chicken enclosed solitary den like she has been for all those years without my help.

And yet again in a desperate attempt to gain my fathers love I entered the kitchen where he was wiping down old surfaces with cloths torn to almost non existence which smelt of burnt cornflakes, and i burst into tears causing confusion. Obviously.

MY EYES BURNED I HAVEN'T FELT EMOTION FOR SO LONG. joking of course, I cried yesterday because my socks got caught on my toenails.
If anything I'm overly emotional and my frustrations pile on top of each other. Dear god I am such a drama queen. Tell nobody or your life will belong to me. Dear god who am I talking to?

My father braced himself by pulling his hair looked up at the sky and said " dear god Carroll go back to hell, dear god look at what you've caused". His Floridan and Mancunian accent mashed together proves comforting, its very homely and new at the same time.

He put his arm on my shoulder and looked me deep in the eye like a horse, he took a deep breath and said " PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER YOU IDIOT OR SHELL TAKE YOU AWAY AND ILL KILL HER THE WITCH!"

It warms my corners, he showed affection towards me! He wants to keep me!

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