Oh finally its Friday. I got through school with only a few outbursts, but nothing major thankfully. I quite like Fridays, as it was spends, AKA pocket money. Mike gave us our envelopes, "7 quid, obviously I'm on basic spends as well!"
Saturday was boring, it was decent day weather wise, but I was grounded, so when the other kids went to the skate park, I flicked through the TV, ah, nothing worth watching so I went to look at the information board in the hallway. It had today's staffing and then tomorrow's date with what's on. I read the date and my heart just hit the floor....like a stone. 'Sunday 26th March' sigh, double blow, not only Mother's Day, but my Mums birthday...
I ran up to my room and slammed the door throwing myself onto my bed, and that's where I stayed. I tried to make a plan to get out tomorrow, but everything I thought of just wouldn't work, Mike was watching my every move. I just stayed in my room, trying to complete my homework, not that I could make sense of what I'd written in class.
I went down for tea, Tyler was keeping his distance, Harry hugged me "missed you Ryan and so has Jeff". Hmm I smiled as I sat next to him. The noise of the other kids seem to fade as I pushed my food around the plate in my own little world. I returned to my room, enough socialising for one day. I lay on my bed, my chest tight and my body sweating...
Sunday came and I didn't get out of bed until Clinton yelled it was 11am. I hadn't been asleep, just laying on my bed, lost in my thoughts. I had one picture of Mum, taking not long before she died, I held onto the photo and more tears escaped my eyes. I longed to have my old life, Mum, Dad, me. The Dad that Mum married was a gentleman, a kind father, fun, carefree and hardworking....but all that changed when Mum died. He started drinking....That was the dad that ruined my life.....the alcoholic, violent dad that he became after my Mums death. I snapped out of these thoughts, I hid the photo in my special place and then I listened at my door, before sneaking to the bathroom to wash my tear stained face.
I went downstairs into the lounge, the majority of the kids were there, watching TV, reading, playing pool...I just sat with my headphones on. Just then, Carmen came and sat on the sofa next to me, she tapped my arm.
"What?" I sighed as I took my headphone out
"You done your science homework, don't wanna be in Warrilow's bad books again!"
I sighed..."oh flip! No I haven't, I knew there was something else, thanks Carmen." I said and went to finish my homework.
"Was that Ryan?" I heard Mike ask,
"Not sure, he was waaayy too nice to be Ryan." Tee Said,
"Tee" Mike's Tone warned,
"What?" she asked innocently.
I thought it was her coming up the stairs until a knock came on my door and Mike's head popped through. "Hey..you okay?" Mike asked,
"Yeah, Carmen reminded me about the science homework"
Mike smiled "Need any help?" he asked "
You a physicist?" I asked
"Erm....no...I'll be downstairs if you need anything." He grinned as he left.
Finally I'd finished. I sat on my bed. I'm finding today really hard, but I'm trying to act normal, cuz I don't want anyone, even Mike to know. No-one would really understand anyway. I just sat on my bed and thought about how I'd failed Mum. It's her birthday and I didn't even get her a card.
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A Storm In Mind
FanfictionA story based on the character Ryan Reeves from the Dumping Ground. Ryan has always been trouble, ever since he entered the dumping ground. What makes him so rebellious and yet so vulnerable? This story follows Ryan's own emotional journey, will he...