You Push Me, I Push Back

XII

We continued to go on rides for the rest of the day, at some point I won a huge wolf teddy and only spent two dollars to get it, it was a bonus. I had turned my phone off so I didn't get distracted or reminded of the reason I'm actually. All day I have been feeling myself, something that hasn't happened in a while, I enjoy being surrounded by these people, Angel, Dean and Jack. I've gotten to know Dean better and I got to learn that Jack hates peanut butter. I think I've accomplished something.

No doubt my mum is probably worrying where I am, but at the same time coming up with a reason to have an argument with me. The pep talk, where she probably says I need help, maybe a therapist, or where she ask me why I don't like my own brother. I'll probably ignore it. Like I always do.

So, here we are, sitting on a bench somewhere around this theme park, eating fish and chips like the clichè people we are. Jack was still recovering from the numerous rides we have been entertained by. There wasn't one time where he didn't scream, not even on the baby rides. I swear he has never actually had fun or knows what the word really means.

"I love salt. And I love vinegar. They taste amazing on fries and chips. But not on crisp." Angel states randomly taking another bite of her food. The three of us stop eating, confused of the words that just came out of her mouth, hopefully I'm not the one who is confused about this.

"Okay." I drag the word on and carry on eating, deciding to ignore the weird comment made and just carry on. When we were all done, we decided to find a bin and carry on going around the theme park. It was still light because in the summer the sun takes longer to go down, so we were fine. More people had started to show up. There were literally kids going on the rides that Jack screamed on and only coming back off with a smile.

"How come there are kids that go on rides - that are younger then us - and come off wearing smiles, but when you come off like you just saw the devil?" I ask Jack as we walk together with my big wolf teddy in my hands. It was insane to not love roller coasters, unless you have a very traumatic event that happened to you because of them.

Jack sighs. "My dad has never been the one to have fun. Growing up he was always being disciplined by his parents. I guess he learnt to do the same with me and even my baby sister. But, when our mum died, I guess that was kind of the last straw and I guess he was a changed man." He explains and shrugs at the end. There are so many things I didn't know in that sentence.

"I didn't know you had a younger sister." I say and he shakes his head. I don't think anyone knew he had a sister or any siblings at all, no ones ever seen him with anyone younger then his age. It's weird, knowing something that maybe no one else knows but I'm use to it by now. It's a feeling I've always had.

"Yeah, no one really knows. She lives with my grandparents in Canada. When my mum died three years ago, I don't think any of us really wanted to remember this place. But, my father started putting the blame on her, the day we lost our mother was the day she was picking my sister up from a friend's house. A truck hit them and my sister survived but not our mum." Jack tells me and his eyes glace with tears. I don't think I've ever seen him show so much emotion (except for when he's on a roller coaster) and in this moment I feel like I'm seeing the real Jack, maybe Jack isn't a trouble maker. Maybe he's just a troubled boy.

"What is your sister's name?" I ask cautiously, hoping it won't alert a nerve. The way Jack talked about his sister and mother made it seem like they were the most important people in the world. They gave him so many emotions and showed his true self.

"Cassidy." He answer and his lip tugs up a bit for a second. "She is defiantly something. Much like you actually. Always wanting adventure. Smart. Pretty. Doesn't give a crap about what people think. I wouldn't be surprised if she was the next James Dean." He chuckles and you can defiantly see he is thinking about her. "My mum was the same. Her name was Nina. Sometimes I wonder how her and dad got together, what he actually saw in him." Jack shrugs. "But I guess she was just looking for an adventure and someone to change."