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Chapter 5

Wednesday 6th December
One day until new york
I wake up late, at around eleven AM. When I got home from college last night my mother gave me permission to take the day off, just and only just so I could finish packing my case. I packed the majority of it last night just so I could sleep in. The only thing left to do was pack my non essentials aka my toothbrush, aftershave things like that. I role out of bed feeling like I have no energy and crawl to the bathroom on my hands and knees.
"Sam, what on earth or you doing" my mother asks from behind.
"Dying" I moan and continue my crawl. She tuts at me and go's down stairs book in hand. It's amazing how fast she can get through a book. I scrub teeth until my gums begin to bleed. I still hasn't spoken to Ella since she attacked me and Josie Nd maybe that was for the best after all she clearly hates me. But I need to speak to her if only to ask her what was happening between us. We're we together, were we not, were we on a brake. My her begins hurt from all the thinking I have been doing in the past few day. I click the top off a tub of aspirin and let two small white pills fall in my hand and pop them down the hatch swallowing them without any water to lubricate my throat.
From the moment I sat down in breeds and grooming I was bombarded with question.
The first way.
"Dude, are you okay" asked by Noah Who Was probably the only person in my class that I didn't mind. The second came from linzey with a z not an s she and what perfectly clear on the first day she said.
"Can i see your hand sam" And Then
"What did you do to Ella you dick" asked by Casey which was shot down immidatly by mr clegg, I guess her not as bad as I originally thought. I sit back down on my bed and lay back letting the soft sheet over take my body the aspirin kicks in and I feel like I am floating through space, I close my eyes letting the feeling overtake me until a feeling of neausear over takes the feeling of floating.
"Sam if you have finished packing you can come shopping with me" I hear my mother shout from down stairs, woman are you crazy I have been awake for all of twenty minutes, I sit up and rub my eyes.
"Not yet but I'll get ready and we can go" I shout back down to her.
I can not remember the last time me and Janet went shopping most of the time I was either in college or to busy with other things. I put on a pair of running bottoms and an old shirt that my brother had handed down to me last year. not bothering to change my underwear, When I get home I will take a shower and change them after that. What was the point in wasting a perfectly good pair of underwear. Another twenty minutes later and we are getting into Janet four wheel drive.
"So what's the plan boss" I ask her sounding a little bit too excited to be going shopping with her.
"Well I was thinking we could go to the book shop grab myself a few book maybe get you one for the plane ride becuase there is no chance I am paying the airport prices, twelve fillers for a book is just ridiculous  Then get some grossareys and go to the diner for a snack, how that sound"
I see what she is doing, I give a smile and tell her that it sound like a good plan. The book shop wasn't far from our house, only a ten minute walk, five in the car. My mother must have know exactly what she wanted, five minutes after arriving before I have even finished looking at one shelf to come up to me holding a basket with at least seven books inside.
You, me and Simon and killing for Catalonia are the only title that I can read but there covers didn't look the best, not very attractive.
"Any luck" she asks me looking up and down the bookshelves. I used to love reading I was just like my mother at one point and over the year I just stopped reading I don't know the exact reason I stopped, and then it hits me Ella. When me and Ella got together I stopped reading. She hated reading and I stopped just to please her even after that she still complained about me still having a pile of book in my room. One by one they all ended up in a stack on the floor as she slowly but surely overtook my bookcase with pictures and jewellery box's.
"Honestly mom I haven't read in so long that I don't even know what looks good, how about you choose and I will decide then" her face lightens up instantly but she also instantly goes for a book with an old fashioned cover.
"No mom, remember I'm eighteen" I say raising my eye brows she looks amused as if she had just been reminded about something that she forgot, I try not to be affended.
She runs her for finger across the sound of the book stopping on a dark spine and pulls the book out of its slot in the shelf.
She hands me the book and I read the total out loud.
"Paper towns by John green" I pause for a moment while I admire the cover a small town that looks like it has been made out of paper. I had her the book back and nod my head.
"Don't you want to read the back" she ask. I shake my head.
"Nope I trust you" I say. We walk to the till in a comfortable silence and I watch her as she pays for the books and the man behind the counter puts them into a big with a picture of a tree on it. By the time we leave the shopping centre it is two pm and the sun is Hugh in the sky casting a warm glow on the centre. It was funny really becuase if I had sense of touch and if I didn't get cold I would almost think it was summer. My mother made sure not to buy any frozen food so that we could go straight for food, She Lets me decide where we go and after five minutes of discussion I settle on something simple. MCDONALD'S I order a cheese burger and frise Janet goes for the box of chicken nuggets and frise. we finish out meal with a chocolate mcflurry.
I get hit with a wave of fear eating my mcflurry it's the first trip I am taking without my mother and the first time going to American full stop. My mother makes me promise to go to jipotlay and report my opinion back to her. It doesn't really seem like something I will like but for her I will do anything.
"Mom what times my flight tomorrow" I ask her as a eatt another mouth full of ice cream.
"Six o'clock on the dot, AM not PM" she replies. She doesn't need to say it I already know what she is thinking becuase i am thinking the same thing, what would you do without me. Honestly i rely on my mother for everything and nine times out of ten she will do it without question. She does more for me then I give her credit for and for that I am honestly grateful.
The fourty five minute car journey back to our our house Consisted of awkward silences and long glances out of the window, the sun was being to fade in the sky gradually falling behind the rows of houses in the distance. I hated how early it got dark in the winter and how cold it got. From the time we arrive home I begging gathering my things on the bed, a pile of underwear to my right and a pile of socks to my left, four weeks in new York, I bearly own enough close clothing to last me two week never mind four. I finish packing and strip down to my underwear tossing my jogging bottoms in to a basket that my mother had left in my room for my discarded cloths. I turn on the shower and remove my underwear before stepping under the warm follow, feeling the high powered water droplets bounce against my muscular shoulders. One more sleep I tell myself, one more sleep until I jump on a plane and get far far away from my life that has become complicated over the past week.
I settle in to bed earlier then usual around seven o'clock I tuck myself in and flick through the tv channels. Pointless Show after a pointless show I finally leave the on a show about Greek mythology. My eyes begin to droop and grow heavy and I fall away into a pit of darkness only to be met by what u first think is a nightmear.