Chapter 4: Peace Offerings and Community Parks
I woke up to the heat of the sun on my face. The windows of my bedroom were open.
My phone was vibrating under my table... Mom was calling meI didn't want to pick it up. I was still angry at her, but I also wanted answers.
"My sweetheart, I miss you very much," she said in a chirpy voice. I let out an unlady-like snort and sadly (note the sarcasm) she heard it. "Sweetie, dont be like that..." She sounded sad,but I'm not going to fall for it.
"Don't be like what, ma?" I asked angrily. "I mustn't be human. I must hide my emotions and pretend that everything is Rainbows and Unicorns?"
She let out a sigh, and I knew it was going to be followed by a long speech. "Honey, I am your mother and I am always right. You listen to me," Laugh. "Don't mock me, you will be staying and bonding with your aunt the whole year while I take a break from raising your spoilt ass" she said quietly.
I heard it all...
I dropped the phone and lied in my bed. I didn't have any more tears in my system anymore.
I jogged down the steps, skipping two whilst I am at it and made my way to the kitchen. The porridge was on the stove as Aunty promised.
"You say I'm crazy
Cause You Dont Think I Know What You've Done
But, When You Call Me Baby
I Know I'm Not The Only One"The volume of the TV was so loud, I'm sure the aliens from Pluto could hear it. I was still in my pyjamas watching Trace Urban, a channel I found on the TV Guide.
I heard a knock on the door just as I was about to go and take a shower. "Ughh," I groaned liked the beast I am.
Johnathon's mother came to view as I opened the door. "Hello, can I come in?"
I opened the door wider signaling for her to enter. She sat down and placed a box of 'Debonairs pizza' on the table."This is the best pizza," she said softly. "I drove all the way to the Riverside Mall to buy it." she laughed softly. I raised my eyebrow at her.
"Ok, this is weird, you can't just come here and tell me about this being the best pizza," Something was wrong and I know my mother had something to do with it
"You know Cindy, its hard raising a child, well you dont know," she chuckled. "Someday you will, your mother lov-"
"I knew it, I knew that she was the one that sent you here," I looked at her straight in the eyes. "Do you know what she said to me?" I asked while sobbing lightly. She patted my hair awkwardly and persuaded me to carry on.
"You don't know half of the nasty words she said, the things she called me," I whispered. "Aunt...?"
"Its Heather, my name is Heather" she said
"Thank You, I think you know your wait out" I said, leaving the dining room. She switched off the TV before leaving the house.I entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. I let the hot water come in contact with my skin. I felt the goosebumps rising, caused by the extremely hot water on my skin
Just when I was to get started on my shower, I realised that they was no soap. I muttered some curse words under my breath and I walked to the kitchen.
I checked all the cupboards there, but
there was no soap.I walked inside my aunt's room. I'll just borrow her soap for the moment.
I tried to open the cupboard above the mirror, but it was locked.
I took the used soap next to the bathtub and made a run to the shower.
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Random♡[Highest Ranking #2- newsouthafrica]♡ Cindy Whiteman is not your normal mixed race teenage girl. Born and raised in New York, at age 16 she was dragged to South Africa by her father so she can learn about her "African Roots". Instead of meeting...