"You guys can go ahead. I can drive back home." I suggested waving off my family as I sulked in my seat.
"Juilie, stop with all this foolishness and get out of the car." My mum said glancing at my dad who unfortunately couldn't convince my mum to let me stay at home with dumbfudge. Pshk like I was actually gonna kill the idiot.
'You were going to.'
So what he'd be happy to be murdered by a goddess like me.
'Sure whatever helps you keep your last thread of sanity. If you even have any.' Rolling my eyes at my subconscious I glanced pleadingly at my mum.
"No." She said walking away and up to the house. Releasing a sigh, I stepped out grabbing my backpack and glanced at the neighbourhood. Hmm, I wonder if these killers have any new neighbours since five years ago. Hopefully a cute guy is here.
"Aye daddio, how long we staying here?" I asked as we both walked up the walkway.
"Just a week."
"Come again say what??" I stopped staring at my dad shocked. "Whaaatt??? Whhyy??"
"You'll be okay." Dad replied shaking his head with an eye-roll.
"I thought you people love me??" I questioned devastated about spending a whole week. That's seven days! One hundred and sixty-eight hours!! Oh fudge I'mma die!! Sniffling I willed my secret stash of chocolate to Sec. He was such an awesome bestfriend!!
'Will you put a fudge in it!?' My subconscious screamed at me.
'Oh hush, we're the same person dumbo.'
'I wish we weren't every night.' My subconscious mumbled.
'Yeah right.' I scoffed rolling my eyes. I'm insane. Releasing a sigh I looked back up at the house mentally preparing myself. Maybe they have changed? They can't be that bad right?
"Juilie Amanda Smith get your ass inside this instant!!" Cringing at my mum's loud voice I moved inside before she came and dragged my ass inside.
"Jui-!"
"I'm here, I'm here, I'm here." I mumbled cutting off another scolding from mother dearest. Following the scent of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies I let my heart and nose lead me. Luckily I didn't need to go far to be blessed with what could be considered heart attack on dishes. Now I may not fancy my grandparents but I gotta admit grandmum's cooking is heaven.
"Have I ever told you how much I miss you grams?" I asked batting my lashes sweetly. Well attempted.
Frowning grams looked at me then glanced at my mum. "Where did you get this one?" Narrowing my eyes at her question I ignored her & snatched the bowl of cookies.
"Well I'll be heading to my room now. It was nice seeing you grams!" I shouted behind me as I walked down the hall where the bedrooms were.
Pushing the door open with my butt I glanced around the room covered in dust. "Could've at least cleaned it." I muttered swiping my finger against the night stand.
Releasing a sigh, I cringed at the fact that I'd have to actually clean the ENTIRE room. I knew these people were tryna kill me. Munching on a cookie I looked around wondering where to start. Closet.
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Scrunching my face in disgust I cringed holding the lil critter by the tail. RIP Ratatouille, you served well. Sniffling I wiped the fake tear & throwing him in the trash.
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Akward-ON HOLD
HumorWelcome to the wild and rather odd adventures of Juilie. ON HOLD...this story started in 2017 and frankly has yet to develop properly over the years. Fast forward it's 2022 and well. Writer's block suck. I'll be back, eventually.