I walked along the road out of the pub with zizzi at my feet. I texted Craig. I'm outside.
I then waited outside his house. He opened the door and I walked inside.
"Hey" he said as he shut the door behind me.
"Hiya" I said.
"What do you need my help with?" He said as he walked towards the kitchen, "do you want a cuppa?" He said as he switched the kettle on.
"Tea please. I need your help with some artwork"
"Ok, like what?"
"I want to do some graffiti on the wall of the ginnel as a memorial for my mum and my sisters, like the one for maddie"
"Ok, I can help with that, what sort of design do you have in mind?" He said putting the two cups of tea on the table and sitting down, "have a seat" he said and I sat down ad pulled a scrap piece of paper out of my pocket.
"My drawing is terrible, but I want something like this." I said as I showed him a scrunched piece of paper with a tree in the middle, at the bottom it was written Carla and Paul, then all around the leave of the tree were four names, Isla, Elsa, Bella, Harry, Jessica. Craig was sat still staring at the paper. He wiped his eye slightly.
"Are you alright?" I said,
"Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry, it's just so sad."
"Tell me about it"
"I'm sorry your problems don't even compare to mine"
"Why what's up?"
"You don't need me going on"
"Go on, tell me"
"I just found out, I can't be a police officer because my dads in prison"
"I'm sorry" I said.
"At leads mine is alive, not like yours." He paused, "sorry that sounded wrong"
"Don't worry about it people have said worse"
"Really?"
"Yeah, someone once asked me to get my dad to pay for something at school and I said he was dead and they said oh well, it still needs paying for"
"That's so bad,"
"I know" I said and the room went silent for a while.
"So do you reckon you could do this?" I asked pointing to the scrap of paper with my drawing on.
"Yeah sure, when do you want me to do it?"
"Would by Friday be alright? It's just that's when the anniversary is?"
"Yeah sure" he said
"Thank you, it means a lot" I said as he smiled.
"Right I better be off" I said as I grabbed zizzi's lead and got up.
"Yeah I'll see you later" he said as he picked the two mugs up. I walked towards the door opened it and went outside.I walked slowly back along the path. I crossed over and walked towards the bench. I sat down and Zizzi climbed on beside me. I heard the doors of the pub swing and heels crossing the road. I knew it was Michelle.
"Hey monkey, what you doing out here? It's cold" she said sitting down and holding onto her arms.
"Thinking"
"About what?"
"About Friday"
"Don't worry about it, you know what we are going to do and you are being so brave, just keep doing that ok?"
"Yeah" I said and we sat for a while. I was watching into the distance.
"We used to call this the bench of bad luck," Michelle said as she put her arm around me.
"Did mum tell you that?" I asked.
"Yeah why?"
"That's what we used to call it as well"
"You know we can change things you know, we can make this a good bench, how about I start that?"
"Yeah with what?" I said, she had nothing good to tell me, I knew it.
"Well I've been talking to Johnny, and he thinks it will be a good idea that you move into your old flat"
"What? When?" I asked with excitement.
"Maybe around your birthday?"
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah" she said, "come here" she said as she pulled me into a hug, "you have no idea how proud your mum would have been of you, you know that right"
"Yeah I know" I said as we both pulled away.
"How about we go inside and I'll make you some dinner, and we can talk about what we are going to do on Friday?"
"Yeah" I said as we both got up and I pulled zizzi's lead and we all went inside."Thanks" I said as Michelle handed me a plate with a hotspot and potatoes on. She sat down at the table beside me and switched the tv off with the remote.
"I was watching that" I said after swallowing a mouthful of food.
"Yeah and we need to talk. I know you don't want to, I know you're just like your mum and you are pretending that it's not happening, do you know why?" I nodded my head and rolled my eyes.
"Because you," she pointed to my head and poked my forehead, "you are just like your mum and you need let yourself talk to me about it, ok?"
"Yeah" I said as I rolled my eyes again.
"Now on Friday, we are going to have a normal day, you are gonna go to school and when you come home we are going to have a drink here and then have some dinner at the bistro"
"Does that mean nick is gonna be there?"
"Yes, but Robert isn't, him and Tracy have gone on holiday"
"Alright" I said before taking another mouthful of food.
"Kate thought it would be a good idea to let balloons off, before dinner, and we can tie notes to them if you like?"
"Yeah, that would nice, Bella would have liked that" I said.
"Alright, good girl, you can go back to your programme now, I'll be at the bar if you need me" she said as she stood up, handed me the remote and scrunched my hair.
"Love you Chelley" I said as she opened the door.
"Love you too angel" she said as she walked out into the pub.
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FanfictionIsla Connor, is the daughter of Carla and the late Paul Connor. But see what happens when her life is turned upside down by all the men in her Mum's life!!