Reckless

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"and where do you think you have been?!" Dad greeted me as I walked in the door.

"Uhm, I was in town and I guess I lost track of time" I looked at the floor I know how mad dad would be if he knew the truth

"No that's not it, who were you with?"

I frowned and looked at him "dad I'm 15 now! I should be allowed to go into town for a few hours"

"Well you didn't have any money because your purse is still on the bench" he said pointing to where my pink purse lay on the kitchen bench.

"I didn't buy anything, obviously, I just window shopped and... stuff"

"Have you been drinking?" Dad shocks me with saying

"What?! Dad are you kidding?" I hate how he overreacts over every little thing, when mum got home late after a conference once, he accused her of going of with another man. He jumps to conclusion all the time and it frustrates the hell out of me.

"You didn't deny it!" He shouts after me as I run up the stairs.

I flopped down onto my bed and lay staring at the ceiling. I turned over and looked at a picture of me mum and dad, dad has me on his shoulders and mum is leaning into him. This photo must have been at least 8 years ago, I miss my mother so much, everything was so much better when she were here. If something went on between Harry and me, she would convince dad to see the positives of it. She was so good for dad, but now without her here he gets so miserable.

"What do you want for dinner?" Dad's voice interrupts my thoughts

"Um, I don't know" I said as he walked into my room.

dad looked around my room before focusing on me..

"Look, I'm sorry for jumping to conclusion before, I know you wouldn't drink especially on a day like this it's just been a tough couple of days, you know? Leaving the house and..."

His voice trails off as he looks at the photo of me with him and mum, "I think I might whip us up some pasta" he said before leaving my room.

I closed my door and skyped Amy again, telling her about my afternoon with Harry and what dad said to me.

After I ended the call, dad called up the stairs to tell me dinner was ready, but I really didn't want to go downstairs right now and have me accusing me of all sorts, so I pulled the quilt over me and took a nap.