My mums not dead, it's bullshit. She never was dead. My vision is blurry I don't know what's real anymore. I can't hear anything and I feel so dizzy. Please just let me die, please; put an end to Mia Deyes. I can't live like this anymore.
My vision clears up, but I'm not at home, I'm in an ambulance with Joe and Charlie either side of me.
"What's happened?" I ask them, grabbing Charlie.
"We don't know." Your going to get some tests done.
"I don't need any tests I want to go home." I wail.
"I'm sorry Mia but you can't." Joe's voice says, soft.
"I DON'T CARE JUST TAKE ME HOME. I'M CLEARLY FINE." I scream, the ambulance stops, everyone turns to me.
It goes silent, Charlie just looks at me.
"Please, I want to go home." I say, tears fill my eyes.
"Mia don't cry." Charlie says, hugging me.
I can't stop crying, it's all poring out of me.
"Fine, a paramedic says." We will turn around.
I know that they aren't meant to but I pleaded and pleaded. We soon get home, I walk quickly up to my room, I don't need any tests, I'm fine.
Emily walks into my room, I didn't realise she was here.
"You alright?" She asks, not looking me in the eye.
"Well I've been better." I say, looking down.
"What's the matter?" Emily asks, moving over to the edge of me bed.
"It's just; my parents, I saw them. But I was told my mums dead, yet she turns up here with my dad, my dad wants to kill me. He abused me, that's why I'm here. But he wants to get me, he wants to take me. There's more too this, but you wouldn't understand, no one does." I turn to Emily. She says nothing, neither do I.
"I know I'm not much help, and I know that you probably find me stupid sometimes but I'm here for you. I don't know what you've been through I really don't. I haven't been told anything."
"Bullshit." I say, the words slipping out.
Emily looks at me,blankly.
"Sorry-" Emily begins to say, but I cut her off.
"Joe told you didn't he?"
"Yeah but I want to hear it from you." She says, she sounds scared.
"Well my dad abused me, my mum faked her death."
"There's more too it isn't there."
"Yes of course there is but who gives a fuck about me anymore." I say, almost in tears.
Charlie walks into my room with Joe. I get under the covers of my blanket, I know I look stupid but I can't face seeing anyone. No one says anything, I can feel Charlie sitting at the end of my bed, I think Emily and Joe are on the other side of my room.
"Mia it's okay." I hear Charlie's soft voice say.
"It's not, it's really not." I whisper.
"I need to talk to you."
"Well you are." I roll my eyes but if course he doesn't notice as I'm still under my blanket.
"But like properly." Charlie says, pulling the blanket off me.
I turn around. Hoping he doesn't say anything. I'm still wearing what I was wearing earlier, I was going to tell Emily but there's no point now, she's probably seen it already.
I know it's Christmas in a few days, but I don't feel like its almost Christmas at all.
"Mia." Charlie is staring at me.
"What?" I say, I look around, Emily and Joe aren't here.
"Are you okay?" He asks, his voice sounds concerned.
"Yeah I guess." I say, cuddling in to him.
But I'm not okay and I don't think I ever will be.
-And that was the end, the end of a journey that never began, this has been; not included.
