ages [l.p. au]

[03]

'marie-lee' he thought.

'liam'  she thought.

he thought about her in-audible snort.

she thought about his name as it came gliding off his tounge.

his graceful brown eyes.

her shipwreck blue eyes.

she began walking towards the shithole of a house.

while she was walking it occured to her that the house keep getting grungier and viney by minute.

when she got into the house, she was instantly greeted by the stench of piss.

holding up her nose , she made her way to the kitchen.

her mom smiled , but when she saw her her face converted into a frown.

"why are you so late , marie?" 

"caught up by something , sarah."

"i said not to call me sarah , call me mother"

"over my fucking dead body"

she ran up to her room but didn't cry  , she stood there ; waiting...

"marie , im sorry , come down here and we will talk it over nescafe "

she stood there , nescafe gave her a incey wincey urge to run there and forgive..