Feminine Wreck

Chapter 7 - Coincidences

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            So apparently people have wanted me to update this for months. I don't know why, but whatever. Problem is, I haven't written this in ages and my whole train of thought has gone walkies and I have no idea where I was meant to be going with this story - ah! So you'll have to just make-do with this filler chapter whilst I get my ideas sorted out, apologies guys ~Pyro.-.

I wake up for the second time today, now much later than before.

I must have passed out on the bathroom floor, because when I awake I am greeted to the foul stench of two hours old sick and what appeared to be a busted lip. Huh?

There was a few splatters of blood on the floor beneath me, and my lip stung like a bitch. "Fuck" I groan aloud, my head still felt as if it was going to explode.

I haul myself back into my room and chat the clock which read 2.48pm. There was a moment of panic inside of me before I remember that it was Saturday - Woo!

Another day that I get to be alone battling my thoughts. Another day of being ignored by my parents. Another night of drinking...

But then I remembered Jamie. I guess at least I didn't have school to remind me that I don't even have my best friend anymore. Did I have any friends? Esme and her crew seemed kind, but were they just using me? Everyone else did.

After going to the bathroom and cleaning myself up, I set to work on my room. It stank of putrid vomit and looked a mess. As much as it pained me to do it, I realised that it was better doing this than leaving it because at least now I could be preoccupied from my thoughts.

Once everything was immaculate, I decided that my room needed a change. A makeover, if you like.

I had old fashioned red and white wallpaper and a murky carpet. The laminate flooring was old and chipping, and the furniture had either been worn out or very outdated.

Hmm, now how to do this without having my parents notice..?

As if on queue, my dad bursts into my room, a huge grin on his face. It faltered slightly when he made a comment about the smell that still hung in the air, but reappeared when he sat me down on my bed and started talking.

"So, Alexia-Rose.." he started - he always used my full name, and wouldn't stop no matter how many times I pleaded with him, "as you may have guessed, me and your mother haven't been.. getting on so well recently.." no shit sherlock "so... We've decided to go on a vacation for a week."

Wow. So much for planning to redecorate my room. "When do we leave?" I ask, uninterested.

His eyes widen, and his face turns to guilt, "well, actually.. We've decided that it would be best to just be the two of us.."

A grin suddenly sprung from my poker face, and he looks at me warily. It would be so much easier that way. "You have fun then!" I grin.

"Um, thanks? You're okay with this then?" I give him a duh look before he continues, "Auntie Kay will be over to look after you shortly after we've left" he concludes, slowly walking out of my room and giving me a small wink before gently closing my door behind him.

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