Silence is Golden

Chapter 13

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I stayed out until the early hours of the morning stumbling round the woods in the dark fearing what could be out there watching me and dreading going back home. Eventually exhaustion won out and I stumble home to find my father waiting for me in the kitchen. I walked straight passed him ignoring his lame excuses, apologies and pleas to let him explain. There is nothing to explain, we are the most fucked up dysfunctional family there is it’s that simple. Even me the dumb mute can work that one out.

The next morning I dragged myself to school only semi-conscious as I still hadn’t slept even when I got home. I dragged my feet as I stumbled along with my eyes hardly open, I know I'm already late so I might as well take my time. Cars whizzed by and a few spots of rain fell but I paid no attention. I finally stopped in front of the school building and stared up at struggling with what’s right and what I want to do. I should really go to class and behave like the new timid me wants to but the other half just wants to skip today and go home and get in bed. The old me wouldn’t have even made it out the door this morning. But then the old me wouldn’t be tired from hiding out in the woods all night to avoid her parents’ fight she would be supporting a hangover from a night of hard partying. My internal battle didn’t last very long, screw it I'm going home I can’t deal with this place today.

I turned round and headed straight back the way I came. Hopefully I will be able to sneak in without my mum noticing, if she’s even there. I know my dad left for work this morning but I haven’t even set eyes on her today. Maybe she’s out with her friends, hopefully she is. I picked up a brisk pace just wanting to be home already.

Finally my house came into sight, my father’s car is still gone and there’s no sign of life inside. I tip toed up the path to the door and tried the door handle, it isn’t locked. She’s either here somewhere or just forgot to lock the door, again. I pushed the handle down and crept inside, everything was quiet. I shut the door behind myself and headed for the stairs on silent feet holding my breath, I didn’t let it go until I reached my room and shut the door softly behind myself. I leant against it for a few seconds unable to hold back the grin that broke out as the adrenaline pulsed through my veins like it has so many times before when I have snuck in, although windows used to be my speciality. I dropped my bag by the door and headed straight for my bed collapsing onto it and snuggling back under my duvet fully clothed. I kicked off my shoes each one making a slight thud when they hit my carpeted floor and settled into a nice peaceful sleep.

My grumbling stomach woke me up a few hours later from my deep slumber, shock radiated through me when I realised I hadn’t woke up shaking and sweating from another dream. I sat and enjoyed the peace for a few minutes before getting up and heading for the kitchen. I won’t be fooled though, this has happened before but the dreams always come back. Last time I was completely exhausted too, I just get a brief reprieve so I don’t fall apart from lack of sleep then it starts up all over again. I started rummaging through the cupboards in search of food lost in my own little world. I spotted a packet of chocolate digestives at the back of the cupboard, they used to be my favourite.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!” an all too familiar voice demanded behind me.

I turned round slowly really wishing this wasn’t about to happen.

“Well young lady?” she demanded putting her hands on her hips.

I thought she wasn’t here, looks like I was wrong. She must have still been in bed, she’s wearing a flimsy leopard print dressing gown that barely covered her butt and her hair is pulled up into a messy pony tail. Well at least yesterday’s makeup isn’t smeared halfway across her face. Hmm for my mum she looks pretty normal today. She is still waiting for an answer, how am I going to get out of this one. I held up the food and waited to see her reaction.

“Why the hell aren’t you at school!” she screamed like a crazy person, normal didn’t last too long then.

I just shrugged and tried to look anywhere but at her embarrassing fit she is throwing.

“Look at me!” she demanded stamping her foot on the floor.

I met her gaze briefly desperately wishing for a hole to open up in the middle of the kitchen floor and just swallow me.

“Why the hell couldn’t I have a normal daughter!” she screamed and then before I knew it her fist connected with my cheek making me stumble and blink back tears of shock and pain. I looked up at her as I stayed completely frozen in place. She hit me, she actually just hit me. I can’t believe she did it, I know she’s kinda crazy and off her head most of the time but serioulsy she just hit her own daughter. Not being able to stand being in the same room anymore I rushed past her the biscuits forgotten on the floor as I headed for my room. As soon as I got there I reached for my iPod and plugged it into my stereo and turned it up until I drowned everything out with the music.