CHAPTER THREE
Song- "Control"- Halsey
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"mum?" I ask the woman standing in my foyer "Yeah it's me" the woman sighs
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!! NOW" I yell "Honey please..." my mum says trying to pursued me to let her stay. "You think you can just come back and expect me to welcome you with open arms?" I question her.
She opens her mouth about to say something but then quickly shuts it.Soon she obeys my orders and walks out of the door.
I throw myself on my comfy lounge and turn on the TV.There's nothing much on so I decide to play my Ps4.Tomb raider FIFA 14 or watch dogs?.I pick FIFA.
I make my team and start playing.I am sitting there for about 15 minutes just kicking the soccer ball around when I hear thumping coming down the stairs.Oh god Bailey must have heard me and my mum arguing.
"Where there robbers here?" he asks plopping himself on the couch beside me and grabbing the other ps remote. "Ummm no that was my mum." I reply my eyes still glued to the screen "Why didn't you let her in?" he says jabbing at his controller with his tongue out "Because she doesn't care for me anymore," yes I just scored a goal!! Go Cahill!! "Why not?" he asks "Okay let me get this straight mum.dad.not.together.Is any of this ringing a bell?" I say.
"Okay,okay I get it sorry for asking" Bailey says still with his tongue out and eyes squinted.
We continue playing in silence for another hour.
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Okay Soz about short chapter just wanted to get this part out of the way!
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