That night was probably the first night that I haven't had a nightmare since god knows how long. At least 6 months.
I was used to them, never knowing what the dream was but always waking up, sweaty, shaking, and literally terrified.
But not then, I woke up happy as a ray of sunshine, ready to start a new day.
Until I picked my phone up to see a text from my mum.
-to my baby,
Sorry I didn't come home last night sweety, I bumped into a friend who I havn't seen for years!
You should be grateful I was having so much fun at his house because it gave you longer to sort the house out, which by the way I expect to be perfect when I get home.
And by the way Robby (my friend) is going to have tea with us later and maybe stay the night.
See you at half 11 sweetheart.
House, spotless remember!
xx
-mum
I dropped my phone and groaned when I was the clock, it was almost 11 now!
Jumping up, and waking Harry in the process I looked around the room.
Popcorn, drinks, blankets, pillows, films, were everywhere. Not to mention the mucky volleyball was inside and on my mums cream carpet as well.
This had to be clean in half an hour!
Shit!
"Babe, whats up?" Harrys sleepy voice called out, when he noticed the worried look on my face.
"Mum home, in about half an hour...and she wants a clean house!" I was already hurrying around trying to organize stuff.
"Shit, Ellie wake up! Mission clean the fuck up now!" Harry called shaking my best friend. He swore as much out loud as I did in my head...
Ellie huffed and puffed signalling to me that she was awake.
I explained to Ellie the problem, as she stretched and yawned.
"I'll grab the hoover and some bin bags!" Ellie jogged out to where the cleaning products were stored.
Harry was helping me gather all the popcorn, sweet wrappers and drink cans together, ready to put in a big bag.
After about 15 minuets all of the rubbish was gone, and the blankets and pillows were placed neatly in appropriate places.
Ellie then started hoovering, Harry was finishing tidying and I was scrubbing at the mud stain.
Eventually the carpet returned to its origional colour and the room looked okay.
After putting away all of the cleaning products we plopped onto the chair, knackered from all the effort we put in.
"Thanks guys, can't belive we cleaned so fast!" I laughed kissing Ellie on the cheek and giving Harry a peck on the lips (which El smirked at me for).
Ellie turned to face me, "To be fair it was mainly me who made the mess anyway. Wy does your mum want it so super clean then?" She said wiggling her eyebrows.
"As much as I hate to admit it the look your giving me is right. She wants me to meet her...'friend' tonight. He's coming for tea and staying the night. I don't really want the joys of hearing my mum having sex again but I don't think I have a choice," I wrinkled my nose in disgust at the thought and rolled my eyes.
My mum does this alot. The ammount of men she has brought home and thought that they were 'the one'. It always works out the same, they come over, live with us for a few days, I hear them going at it every night, then they leave. My mum is so nieve and cought up on wanting to find her prince charming she'll have a go with anyone.
At first it annoyed me, meeting strange new men all the time and having to put up with it. But by now I'm used to it. I figured that I can just stay out of there way because I know at the end of the day my mum always puts my first and she deserves a nice man.
It was just then the the door opened and my mum entered the room, holding hands with a tall, muscled man.
Hang on, I recognised this guy!
I tried so hard to remember where I had seen him before but I just couldn't put my finger on it.
He looked at me and grinned.
"Hiya Amanda, I know you won't remember me but you used to play with my son when you were very little. At art club every week? You've grown since you were 5!" Well duh was all I could think.
But so that was how he looked familiar!
I sighed and stood up, "Mum we'll just go out. I'll be back for 7?"
"Sure hunny," she kissed my forhead as I walked past her, Ellie and Harry followed me.
When I went to close the door though I turned around and saw Robby looking at my bum.
He got eye contact and winked at me, ew!
Fucking creep, well I'm glad he'll probably be gone in a few days.
"Amanda... That guy was weird!" Harry looked unsure as he wrapped a protective arm around me as we set off to the little Tesco near my house.
So obviously he saw it to.
Great.
"Will he actually just be living with you now though? Are all your mums boyfriends a bit creepy?" Harry questioned me.
"Nah, I've had worse. Don't worry non of them have ever tried anything with me. I wouldnt let them!" I confessed.
FIngers crossed my mum would think he was creepy as well, the sooner she thought that the sooner he's be out.
