it is just after we got home from Disney land and i have run home to grab some more clothes and go back to Liam's house. my mum isn't talking to me because she is jealous that I'm getting married and she never had the chance, she is a fucking whore she is so lucky, she has a healthy alive child were as Liam's mum has one dead child and one dying my fiance's sister is dying and she is jealous of me.
i arrive at Liam's house just after one and un pack my stuff in our room and Amelia reminds me we have a dress fitting in an hour so we grab our coats and leave, Amelia loves riding in my convertible, when we arrive we are met by Loraine our dress fitter and a wheel chair and we push Amelia up the slope and we see the dresses hers is beautiful i love it and so is mine they both fit perfectly so we take lots of photos as memories
we get home and Amelia goes to bed and me and Liam chat and he says' i cant cope with this anymore my baby sister is dying so young she doesn't deserve this i cant deal with this any more' 'we will cope buba' i say ' NO THIS ISN'T YOUR FIGHT YOU CAN JUST FUCK OFF WHEN EVER YOU WANT TO !!!!' i am taken aback by his comment and i go up stairs and begin to cry i think to my self 'i love that little girl and it is killing me as much it is him' there is a soft knock at the door, i wipe my tears with the back of my hand and say softly 'come in' i am sat up straight like a bored as he said 'I'm sorry babe this is hard for all of us bub just remember i love you' sheepishly i said 'i love you too' and kissed him firmly on the lips took his hand and walked down the stairs.
as it is a saturday night we are going to 'the rose bud cafe' it is amelias favorite and we promised, armed with cameras we left for the resturant.
