Perfect Strangers (Nicholas McDonald)

Chapter 4

Emma's pov

The next morning I woke up early as I couldn't really sleep, I saw mum was still asleep, so I stood up from the sofa carefully not waking mum and then went upstairs to get changed. I looked through my wardrobe and found my shorts and ibiza vest and then my red and black adidas high tops with a bow them, I quickly hopped into the shower and then got changed.

I decided today I could "cook" mum breakfast. I went downstairs and quietly opened the front door so I wouldn't disturb mum. I ran round the corner to the McDonalds, luckily with it being quite early there was nobody in there.

"Can I have 4 pancakes with syrup, 2 hash browns and 2 sausage and egg mcmuffins please?"

"Yeah sure, would that be to go?" She asked I nodded and they began to prepare the food, I just hoped mum hadn't woken up yet. We had to be out in 2 hours for bootcamp. They gave me the food and I thanked them before taking it back home

When I was home I took all the stuff out the bags and laid them on the table, it smelt so good.

"Oh shoot" I said as I burnt my finger on one of the hash browns. When it was all finished

mum came through.

"Wow, Emma did you do all this" mum asked me

"Well, yes, obviously. I cooked everything" I lied.

"It's wonderful hunni" mum smiles and hugs me .

Nicole's pov

I woke up with no Emma beside me so I went to check her room and she wasn't their, I was starting to get a bit worried about her, I had no clue where she was, I soon checked down stairs and found her in the kitchen,

"Wow Emma did you do all this" I asked her

"Well, yes, obviously. I cooked everything" she said

"It's wonderful hunni" I tell her back and then pull her into a hug.

Emma's pov

We sat down and ate. It made me happy to know mum was happy, after the past 2 months, she's been really down and depressed because she split up with Dad (Lewis Hamilton).

"Mum, will you ever get back with dad?" I asked when we'd finished

"I don't know, at this point in life, no, but who knows maybe in the future" she replied.

"Anyway, you do know he isn't your real dad right?"

"Yeah I know" I sighed.

I have always wanted to know who my real dad was but never asked mum , I decided now would be an okay time to ask

"Mum who is my real dad" I ask, I hoped she would tell me but I wasn't getting my hopes up

"He... Um... Nobody you know" she stuttered "anyway I think it's time we get going" she said changing the subject, I was going to say something but she'd rushed off upstairs to get ready

I sighed again , I really wanted to know but I know I shouldn't have got my hopes up. But it must have been someone horrible otherwise she wouldn't have acted that way.

When mum came down after getting changed we went to her car ,

" mum why won't you tell me who my dad is" I ask desperately wanting to know why.

"because sweetie, its complicated..." she said sounding upset, what if he abused her? or forced her. wow I feel bad now

"how do you mean.... complicated?"