A Little More Than Just Friends

Chapter 3: um... What?

Chapter 3: um... What?

I got through the door laughing at something that Mackenzie had said. Then I stopped when I saw an empty bottle of vodka next to a near empty bottle of anti depressants

Crap

"Mum!?" I called frantically searching through the house until I found her. She was watching the real housewives of New Jersey. I let out a sigh of relief and she turned and acknowledged me for the first time in a few weeks. She took one look at me and snickered. Here it comes

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked. Rather rudely if I might add. She continued to glare at me

"I live here remember. I'm your daughter. Your only child" I laughed as I tried to jog her memory. She just became even more ruffled. My smile faded as I noticed a few more bottles of wine and pills at her feet.

"Your not my child" she scoffed and I zoned out. I heard nothing but her words ringing in my ears "if you were then I would actually love and care about you"

"M-mum? are you ok?" I asked, a little terrified for her answer

"Don't call me that!" she shrieked "I hate you. Your a waste of air. Now get away from me before I kill you" but I couldn't. I didn't have the strength to move. Her words pierced me like water on fire.

"Did you not just hear me?" she asked as she stood up and stalked over to me

"Go. Away" she bullied. But I couldn't. I stood there trembling trying to remember how to breath. I saw her hand clenching into fists. As Mackenzie walked in to see what was happening, it happened

Her clenched fist came in like a wrecking ball as I crashed down to the ground and I had a flash back as my head hit the wood

"Daddy where are you going?" The 3 year old me asked as he furiously packed his bags

"Daddy's going away for a while hunny. But don't worry, I'll be back for you. I would never leave you" he replied. He paused briefly to kiss me on the forehead but then returned to throwing his things into the bags he'd brought out.

"Okay daddy. But don't forget me" I told him as I followed him down the hallway

"Daddy will never forget you my princess" he smiled and picked me up and rested me on his hip.

"I have some things for you too" he told me as we walked out to his car. He'd reached in and pulled out a plastic bag that was filled to the brink with things for me. He placed a sparkly tiara on my head and gave me a matching wand. Some ballet shoes to try and keep me into the dancing love if formed. There was so many things he gave me.

"This is just till I come back for you sweetie" and finally he pulled out a pink monkey with arms longer than my whole body and button eyes.

"Never. Let this go. Not till I get back" he told me. I instantly fell in love with it and hugged it tightly.

"Never ever daddy" I giggled

"That's my girl" he smiled and patted me on the head before giving me a kiss. He got in his car an drive away. I stood on the porch smiling and waving unaware of how many nightmares that would bring me in the future. I dragged my plastic bag of goodness in one hand and my free hand wrapped around my monkey with his arms trailing behind me. I went into my room and played with the toys for hours on end.

Each day I would ask my mum when dad was coming to get me. As time progressed I had stopped playing with the toys and instead sat on my bed cuddling my monkey and staring out the window hoping that one day. My daddy. My knight in shining armour would return for me. He never did of course. That only happens in fairy tales. And this was the real world.

I wasn't unconscious. I hadn't fainted I was still perfectly awake as Mackenzie carried me up the stairs. I was glad that my face was buried into his chest because I didn't feel like saying anything or looking at anything. I wanted to die. Then and there. I hated that Mackenzie saw that

"Hey Dee-Dee?" he said quietly. His voice was husky... and sexy

"Yeah?" I asked even quieter than him. I cursed at myself for answering.

"Are you ok?" I wanted to tell him everything. But I knew I couldn't. He put me down on my bed and sat cross legged at my feet. I didn't know what to do. I heard some smashing coming from somewhere downstairs and I could hear mum swearing. I looked down at the ground.

"Dee-Dee" he said again.

"I need. You to go" I choked out. I don't want him too. But I needed to him too. I knew what came next and it wasn't pretty

"Not without you" he told me. It wasn't even really anything besides a demand. I never thought about going to him while my mum was like this

"I-I" stammered. He let out a single laugh and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards my door then...

"GET OUT HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!" my mother screamed. There was a loud bang on my door and then little tinkles on the ground. I dropped to the ground and put my head between my knees. I heard the little click signalling that my door was locked then Mackenzie was next to me trying to comfort me. His hand rubbed up and down my back and lifted my head. He put our foreheads together

"Don't worry" he whispered "there's always the other way. He winked at me as he pulled me off the ground. What the hell was this boy thinking? then he opened the window.

Um no way am I jumping out of a two story building. He sat on the window sill then just pushed off. I ran to the window but he was like a cat. Always lands on his feet.

"Come on ill catch you" he called out to me. The last time I trusted him to catch me was in year 7 adventure camp. I ended up in the mud

"B-but" I called back

"Don't worry. I've got you. Trust me" he called back. He winked at me and I didn't even order my feet to move forward. They just did. And before I knew it I was in his arms.

"What did I tell you?" he said smugly. He put me down and we got into his car and drove to his house.

"Oh hello Delilah" Mackenzie's mum smiled "I wasn't expecting you today" uh oh

"We have a history assignment that's due tomorrow so she's staying the night" Mackenzie swooped in and saved me. I smiled at him

"Well you really should have done it when it was received kids" she said, suddenly angry. She cleared her throat

"Anyway how's your mum Delilah?" he asked me and I nearly died

"She's... uh... good" I stumbled. I looked at Mackenzie and he was already looking at me.

"That's good" Lauren said "there's some apple pieces in the fridge if you get nibbles" Mackenzie told her we weren't kids anymore but he went and grabbed them before we went into his room.

"Sorry" I told him. He looked at me then poked me on the forehead

"Why didn't you tell me things were that bad?" he asked me sadly. I shrugged. He hadn't been to my house in a while. I always made excuses like one time I told him me and mum were going shopping. Hah! what a lie that was. He looked at what I was wearing and sighed. I don't see what was wrong with it. It was my Rolling Stones top and black and white vertical stripe jeans. And the rainbow studded belt he had given me for my birthday two years ago.

"What the hell Dee-Dee" he sighed. I laughed because he knew where I got it from. Him. In sophomore year he'd gone through a punk phase and I just liked the look of it. It was getting dark and he walked into his closet and came back and threw a pair of black shorts that if left here the last time I stayed and one of his tops.

"Put them on dope" he laughed as he left the room. What the hell was I doing. I didn't even know any more

But I did know one thing. He was like my Edward Cullen. Always there when I needed him. Too bad I wasn't his Bella