Powerless || Ashton Irwin ||

Three

I felt bad leaving Ashton behind, I felt bad that I was aloud to live at home when he was stuck behind those big metal gates like some criminal.

But at least he had Mark living in with him, it made me feel just that bit better. I began to slowly pull away as Ashton waved me off "You don't need to wave me off like you'll never see me again, Ashton. I'll see you tomorrow" I said leaning out of the window "I know that. Fine just go then stop dragging this out it's freezing out here" He said shivering "Goodbye Ashton" I said one last time before I drove away.

I arrived home and my mothers car wasn't there I sighed and picked the key out front under the welcome matt and let myself in. I kicked off my shoes and sat on the couch pulling my laptop into my lap and scanning through. My mum had been the last one on it and she'd left a page open 'Prison visiting orders' I read in my mind I slammed the laptop shut and threw it beside me. I couldn't believe she'd gone to visit him after everything that had happened.

I waited for her to get home, I pretended to watch tv as she walked in "Clara? I was going to get a take away I can't be bothered cooking now. Chinese or Indian?" Her voice echoed around the house before I heard her footsteps getting closer she walked in "Did you not hear me calling you?" She asked her hands on her hips I shook my head "I think we need to get your ears tested" She smiled at me and I prevented myself from saying anything rude to her "Where were you then? You've been gone a while" I asked without taking my eyes off of the TV "Oh I just had some work to catch up on" "Bullshit" I said standing up "Wh..What did you say?" She asked "What you said. It's Bullshit" I replied my voice strangely even not showing my anger "It's not Clara" She said defensively "Don't bother trying to lie to me because I know exactly where you were. You left the tab open on my laptop" I told her, Her shoulders fell and she'd given in knowing there was no way to talk herself out of this "Clara listen.." "No mum I will not listen to you. You went to him after everything that has happened, Everything he did to me. Your own daughter" I shouted cutting her off "I think you should calm down" She said slowly stepping towards me "Calm down?" I scoffed and shook my head "He's you're father Clara" She said tears threatening to leak from her eyes "No he isn't. He's nothing to me. You went to him behind my back! Dressed like a whore, God only knows how long it's been going on. That's why you where so eager for them to throw me back into that hellhole" I shouted getting more angry by the minute "Clara" She stepped forward again reaching for my hand "Don't" I said whipping my hand up and before I could stop it I felt my hand connect with her cheek.

I stepped away from her and ran out of the front door. I didn't know where I was going I just knew that I needed to go. I continued to run until I came to the edge of the river and I stopped myself before I fell in. I sat down on the bank and let the scared tears fall that was the last straw. If my mother told Ms. Dronfield about tonight she would take great pleasure in making me a permanent resident in St. Peters.

After an hour I slowly stood up brushing myself down and began the walk home it was freezing cold by this time. It must have been at least 9pm by now and I was only wearing my school blouse and skirt. Thankfully no one would guess what school I was from by my attire so I wouldn't get any calls from the local teenagers calling me their usual nicknames for the kids in St. Peters that where not very flattering.

I arrived home and my mothers car was still parked in the driveway where it had been when I left. No other cars where there except for my own. I took a breath of relief as the only light I could see in the house was the one coming from my mothers bedroom. The front door was unlocked so I walked in locking it behind me and slowly walking up to my bedroom. I fell asleep praying that this wouldn't be the last time I was to sleep in this bed.