Chapter 2
GEORGIE'S POINT OF VIEW (POV)
When I made it home, I looked around and pressed my ear to the door to make sure my parents weren't awake. After a couple minutes I decided to head in from the back door because she heard a couple of pots and pans banging and I sure as hell wasn't going to risk it. I managed to walk around the garden all the way to the back door when my little brother screamed, "Georgie is home!".
Suddenly I heard a tramped of elephants hurrying across the room to the back door. I felt the ground shaking and a couple of rocks here and there roll over. Several things were tumbling indoors as the footsteps came closer. How many people were there, 15? I was extremely terrified with all the beatings I was going to get, I tried to hide but, I was too late when the back door slammed open to reveal my dad. Suddenly all my horror vanished and confusion just popped back in my mind. Was all the noise my dad? Like I'm pretty sure he broke a couple of dishes and vases with just his marches. He must be so gosh darn upset. I'm gonna die!
My dad ran up to me and grabbed me by my ear as I was trying to make a run for it. Oh God the pain! I felt my ear start to numb as he grabbed my ear all the way down to the couch, were my mother was just comfortably sipping her morning coffee with a newspaper in her hand. She looked up to see me then saw me struggling to be set free but at the moment I dont think she really cared because of the way she raised her eyebrow then frowned. Trust me my mum was not a classy 'British' mum. She was actually Moroccan and was the least classy person I knew, but when times like these occurred she would just sit back, judge and watch as if she were God, which she clearly wasn't. I mean the only reason why I can't wait to move the fuck out is because I hate it when I see my parents having the right to do something that I clearly do have the right to do but they won't allow if because they are the 'Kings' of this house. (For example, if I run out of under wears and have been wearing swimming suits for the past week and finally the laundry load comes up and I run to get an underwear (and since I was running towards the underwear it meant I was clearly close to the underwear then the light switch which was all the way down stairs and my dad was right next to it!) my mother yell, "Georgie get the light switch". Then I respond with a "yeah just a second! I need to grab something real quick" and then we keep saying the same things five times until I finally grab the underwear. I'm about to turn off the light switch when I suddenly get tired and yell to my dad, who is downstairs, to turn of the lights because he is right next to it. And my dad has this things with always being right so he starts yelling at me for being a lazy asshole, so eventually I turn off the lights and run back to my room were I see my mum taking my phone (a Nokia), my iPad, and unplugging my computer from the wall! It would lose all it memory and all the open tabs would get deleted. Ya.... You see what I meant when I say my parents literally thought they were God. I mean they are so Gosh darn lazy! )
"Georgie, sit", my mum ordered. I quickly complied but if only I remember my dad still holding on to my ear, I sat down but my dad's grasp was still firm so I heard my ear crack and I yelped. "Jack! Let go of here ear" my mum yelled.
"Say it nicely then I might just listen" my dad said. There is a while explanation for his current actions but that is just a family secret which may or may not hurt others.
My mother sighed and said, "Jack, let go her ear before I smack the living day lights of out you". And yeah.. That's how our usual day starts. The fight went on for 15 minutes, so I thought I was excused but the second u stood up my dad grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back down on the chair. "Georgie Jack Harriet! Were were you for the past 4 hours!!" My mom screamed.
"I wa--"
"Do you know how worried we were! We almost called the police! At first we thought it was a burglar because of all the food missing from the fridge but then we saw that little things list you wanted to do so we thought you went for a run but I'm pretty sure you haven't forgotten about your panic attacks so WHERE WERE YOU?!"
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