I layed my head next to the window of the car. The radio was playing which echoed throughout the car and really loudly in the backseat. I didn't want to arrive at this shitty orphanage. Why Me? Why Hailey? I wanted to be home with my Nan&Grandad, I used to go there regulary but when Mum passed, they didn't want anything to do with my Dad. So therefore, I couldn't go see them because it was too far and Dad would find every excuse to not go or not giving me money to get the bus. Pathetic excuse of a Dad.
It was still raining and we were still driving.
"I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinkin' baby..." It's the Vamps. I guess they are okay. Not as good as One Direction though, I can tell you that.
The police woman moved her hand off the steering wheel and onto the volume turning it down.
"So do you like any bands Hailey?"
I ignored. I just wanted to get to the orphanage.
"Hailey, c'mon, do you have a favourite band?"
She would smile at me through the mirror. I would roll my eyes.
"Why do you need to know? Anyway are we there yet?"
I know, I know. I'm being a bit cocky here, but it's hard growing up with a shit Dad. She would shake her head and turn up the volume again.
I would close my eyes still laying my head next to the window in hope to wake up for my life being a dream with Mum and Emilie still there.
I missed them a lot.
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