Canine Crush

CHAPTER ONE: NUMBNESS

Okay. So, even though I'm 16 years old, I still feel like a baby sometimes.

I'm one of 3 children, and being the youngest means that Mister and Missus Jones treat their daughter like a baba compared to her brothers.

Wondering what I'm on about?

I'll get to that part in a sec'.

I live in a cottage in a small county in England called Clerval st. Johns.

My mother is called Macy, and my father is called Garrett. Oh, my two brothers, Mitchell and Mosey are 19 and 24. They're idiots.

So anyway, I'm being babied because I can't have a boyfriend.

I sit down on my white leather sofa, glaring at my dad who stands in front of me.

He runs his hand across his sweaty face (he works as a builder) and grinds his teeth.

"Topaz Jones, for the last time, that boy Quinn is not good enough for you. Go out with somebody, fine, but ask me first." He grumbles in a finalising tone.

"DAD! He likes me, he-"

I begin a protest but I'm cut off by my oaf of a Dad.

"You are turning my hair grey! QUINN HALE is stupid and doesn't have a life to supply for you!" He bellows.

Grrrr... I absolutely don't care. You're f****** grey as it is!

I think, huffing and puffing aloud. I know I sound like a big bad wolf... But I'm not. I hope. Mosey is 19, he always calls me names that refer to me being horrible.

We carry on with the argument...

Then the white landline telephone makes a trilling noise.

I lunge for the phone, I hope it's Quinn.

But the voice on the end of the phone sounds scratchy and emotional, like the talker has been crying and screaming.

Mosey.

"TOPAZ, IT'S MUM... SHE'S DEAD... AND SO IS MITCHELL! IT WAS A - A - CAR CRASH. MY FAULT - I-I- D-DROVE TOO FAST!"

I pass the phone to my dad. And I don't burst into floods of tears.

I'm in so much shock I feel crippling numbness, numbness that is oddly tearing me apart... gradually.

I know my dad's off the phone when the phone slams on the hook and he starts shaking and crying.

What can I do?

I whisper in my head.

"What can I do! "

I scream into my hands.

CHAPTER TWO: SENTENCED TO LIFE

It was a little while before Mosey went to court.

He got 25 years in prison for speeding, harming the other driver and his car, and killing the passengers.

It was 3 weeks until I brought myself into visiting Mosey in prison.

My father's sister came along with me, and she was the only one who wasn't hating Mosey right now except for me... and Dad... he's just got crazy... but I'll get to that in a sec'.

The prison in Bristol is dull, I got patted down a screw and once they clarified that I wasn't bringing in a grenade or heroin, I went straight to the big room that Mosey was going to see me in with my aunt Lindsey.