Chapter 18: Patience

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Lewis POV:

I wish she didn’t have to disappear back home, all I will do is hide away in my bedroom with my escape: music.

Previously, the pair of us both agreed that I will some how get out of here, I just have to be patient but I am tired of waiting.  This place is driving me crazy and quite frankly, I don’t know if I can stay in here for much longer.

Shannon POV:

“So how is he?” … “Shannon?” … “Has he settled in?”

I couldn’t concentrate and the last thing I need is my mum annoying me with rhetorical questions. All I wanted was to be with Lewis, hug him, love him, talk to him and tell him it will all be okay.

“Shannon!”

“What?” I snapped.

“Is everything okay? As your mother I need to look after you.” 

“I’m fine”

“Well… has he settled in?”

"No, he hates it, can’t he just live with us!”

”I’m sorry but I just can’t avoid it hunny”. ‘Don’t you ‘hunny’ me!’

“Benefits!”

“Eh, that’s enough!”

“You started it!”

“I’m finishing it!” yelled the bitch that was my mother.

A few deadly silent minutes past, only the engine disrupting the stillness.

“Robert was lovely; he gave me a coffee and we spoke all day. Isn’t he a lovely fellow? I wish more people were like him. So thoughtful and considerate”

I remained silent. It’s not that I don’t care about Robert because I do in the way that how he treats Lewis, but the fact that my mother almost certainly fancies him! I do not what him in my life; only Lewis and I feel sorry for him putting up with Robert.

“Oh, you need to come out of that room of yours, you know. You can’t sit around sulking forever”. ‘Can she not just shut the fuck up’.

Slouching back in the car seat, I pulled my knees into my chest with my head resting against the window. Staring out of the glass into the starry night, a world filled with disappointment and grief, soundless tears rolled down my cheeks. ‘Why can’t my own mother understand? Without him, I am nothing. Besides, she is the one who said that I need friends and now that I have finally found someone, she basically disagrees with me having someone in my life.’

Love is like a drug and it’s fair to say, I’m addicted…

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