Struggles (L.H)

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*at home*

     I wake up to today......my birthday.

I know what you're thinking "omggg he gonna have a big partay" well no that's not happening...instead I'm in my house alone again.my mum left me home right after we got back from the airport ,and decided to go somewhere.

   I walk downstairs to see what was perfectly clean completely covered in bottles and spilt alcohol.I grab a trash bag from the cupboard and slowly pick up the damage my mother has left me to clean....how wonderful,she left me a list of things to do.

and of course it's the usual.

  1.scrub the floor

2.make the beds

3.dust.

4.sweep.

5.do ALL laundry.

6.wash every wall

7.dishes.

8.wash Windows.

9.clean the rooms

10.vacuum

11.polish the furniture.

12.make dinner.

13.clean after dinner.

14.fix the leaks in the house.

15.fix the broken window.

16.mow the lawn.

17.unpack my things (you know what to do)

18.clean out the fridge.

    DO ALL OF THIS OR YOU WILL PAY.

  

as I finish cleaning up the bottles and go to start my other chores my phone rings...WOW I didn't notice the missed calls and texts...15.

  I answer the phone and hear a rather chirpy Ashton Irwin on the line.

    "what is it ash I'm kinda busy right now..."I say annoyed..I really need to get this done or else I suffer the consequences.

   "I'm going to come over okay? I'm bringing you cookies it's your birthday ,be happy !!" he screams with happiness and excitement...yeah another year I'm alive in this hell.

  "okay I um just come whenever I just gotta get dressed and shit."

  "I knew you would say yes I'm already here"

"what the FUCK you stalker!"I end the call as I hear  giggles..

   giggles?he brought the others didn't he?

and as always I open my door to the boys and a very very beautiful Stella .

"Happy birthday!!" they scream at me .

"thanks guys and um you guys can come in sorry about...the mess I have chores to do."

  "chores on your birthday?!" Michael says surprised.

"yeah I have about like 18 things to do."

    they look at me with sad faces ...almost pitiful faces I might add.

  "well we are going to help you and we have presents for you!"

"guys you don't have to do that ,Its really just another day nothing else."I reply to them.I never really like my. birthday because I just feel like I seem needy.it's weird I know....