Charlie Rose

four

I was actually curious about who would write me a letter, I mean, I'm not exactly a very popular person so it couldn't be very many people. It wasn't the biggest thing on my mind though, the biggest thing was Brandie. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I think I may have a little crush on her.

The bell rang. I looked at my timetable, I had a study period. I immediately went to the computer room. I alway do. During 95% of my study periods, I go to the computer room, mainly to do homework or assignments but sometimes I play games or listen to music too.

I get there and I see Brandie. My face just lights up. When I see her, it's like nobody else is in the room.

"Um is this seat taken."

"Hey Blue, nah, it isn't, take a seat."

"Thanks." It's not my seat but it's next to her.

We don't talk. I want to, but she seems busy. English assignment by the looks of it. Once I log in, I see that I have 2 emails. I open them because I have nothing better to do. One of them are just from Twitter and the other one, from the acting position. I instantly widen my eyes. I had forgotten about it all day.

Hi, Charlie
We would like to inform you that your application for the acting position has been approved. Please join us at the Grem Entertainment Centre on the 24th of February for an interview. Hope to see you there! For any inquiries or questions, please email me at haroldgasnash@gmail.com
-Harold

I scream a little. Just enough for Brandie to hear me. Shit.
"What's wrong?"

"I just got an interview for an acting position in New York."

"Oh, is that the on for New York?" She hesitates. I nod.

"Um, well, are, same here."

What the fuck? She didn't mention anything about it before. I turn a little jealous. That position is mine.

"Congratulations." I say very politely.

"Thanks, you too"

"Thanks."

Brandie was the least of my problems. It was on the 24th of February. That was the day I was supposed to meet my admirer. This was more important though. I need answers from Gracie.

*****

"Mum, I'm home."
I didn't hear a reply. Maybe she is asleep. I look around to try and find her. She was in her room, folding clothes and blasting old people music."

"How was your first day honey?"

"It was really bad, then really good, then weird. I meet a new girlfriend." Oh shit, did I just say that?

"I meant friend who is a girl. Female gender. Gotta go bye."
Nice one Charlie. Mum gives me a questionable look. She often gives me those looks.

"Ahem, before you go Charlie, Harmony dropped by with a letter from your father."

I hadn't heard from my father in ages. Why would he come in contact now? My father was a prick. He cheated on mum with a whore when I was just 6 years old and she didn't find out until 18 months later when she came home early from a holiday with a few friends. After they separated, mum found out she was pregnant to Dad. She was so upset, she had an abortion

They got a divorce when I was 8. It killed my mum, that he did that. He slept with a slut named Christy. They are now engaged and she tells me to call her 'step mum'. Step mum my ass, she is no mother to me. In one of her previous relationship, she had a kid named Harmony. She's a year younger then me and she is really annoying and goes my school too.

"What does it say?"

"I don't know, it is strictly for you, I didn't open it."

I take the letter and go to my room. I close my door and plonk myself onto my double sized be with baby blue bedding. My room is fairly big. I have my desk and book case to the left as you walk in, my bed directly in front of me and a walk in robe as well as ensuit to the right. Our house has two master bedrooms, on for me and mum across the corridor.
I open the envelopes and it is some sort of invitation.

Dear (insert name)

Yeah nice one fuck wit, didn't put my name in it.

You have been invited to join Greg Thomas Rose and Chisty Robin Close get wed.
Meet us 65 Hermit Ave on the 24th of February to celebrate this wonderful occasion.

Fuck him I have more important things to do on that day. I have a job interview and I have to meet my admirer. I hear a knock at my bedroom door. It's mum.

"What did it say?"

"Dads getting married to that slut. I can't believe him. He ditched you for a one night stand and now he is going to marry her?! That is not right mum." She has a sad face. I don't think she likes how I talk about them.

"Are you going?" She has her hand on her hip.

"No, I'm busy on that day. I have an interview"

"For a job, that is amazing. What's the job?"

"Acting position in New York."

"Excuse me but no daughter of mine will be moving out of the country to act. You will stay in school and get a proper job."

"I need to go mum. I need to see Gracie."

"Why is Gracie there?" She looks confused. I didn't tell her about Gracie moving and I forgot."

"Look, it doesn't matter, I'm still going to the interview." Mum looks mad.

"No, no you are not. You are a 16 year old, and still in my care. You are staying here!" Mum is yelling now.

"NO, I AM GOING!" I scream, tears in my eyes. Mum backs up afraid probably.

I run. I gather my things and run out the door to escape my witch of a mother. She has a point but I won't listen. I need to see Gracie.

*****

I didn't make it too far until I went home. I did a great job, a whole hour of running away. I realised that mum was right, but I was still going, but I wasn't telling mum. I walk home. It gives me time to think about life and things like that.

"Mum I'm home." I don't hear a reply. "Mum?" Still no reply. I examine the place and find knocked over objects and glass smashed everywhere.

I find blood. I find mum next to it. The blood belongs to her.