Chapter Three
Its been about a month since I first met Mitchell. We have hung out quite a bit. Either at his place, watching movies, playing board games or at mine, eating, playing singstar. I like him, he has made me finally understand why people like having friends. It is fun! I am at his place now, and we are just hanging out.
"It is so weird. For years, I haven't been able to make one friend. And then I stop some girls bullying this girl and we've become best friends. Still can't get over the fact your only ten!"
"I know! It's great. I have never had a friend before you. Oh, it's nearly tea time. Mum said I have to be back before she is finished cooking dinner so I can set the table. I will catch you later?"
"For sure. Oh, Layla, go upstairs and grab the first Laurel and Hardy dvd and make sure you watch it! I have to educate you."
"You got it, Mitchell."
I ran upstairs and grabbed the first Laurel and Hardy dvd. I quickly ran downstairs, shouted bye to Mitchell and then I was out the door, running all the way to my house in order not to be late. As soon as I got in the door, I just smiled at Mum and then went to my room to put the dvd on. I was so excited to finally watch it. Mitchell had told me that apparently it was the funniest thing and I would piss myself laughing. I hope he was right. I liked to laugh.
I sat down on my bed and pressed play. What came on, freaked me out a little bit. It was a video of a naked man. It looked like he was, well, I actually don't know. Before I could turn it off, Mum burst in the door.
"Layla you need to set the...WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WATCHING?"
Oh no.
"Its..ah..dvd. Wrong dvd actu
"WHO GAVE IT TO YOU?"
Oh shit. I can't tell her. She will go absolutely bonkers if she knows. It is definitely the wrong dvd.
"Answer me, young lady."
Shit, shit, shit. She has gone into her deadly quiet voice. She is really mad."
"Mitchell." I whispered, hoping she wouldn't hear. But of course, she did.
"But he didn't really give it to me! He told me to find a Laurel and Hardy dvd and
I couldn't even continue. She had raced out the door and downstairs. I ran to follow her, nearly falling over, but before I could get far she turned around and stopped.
"You will not leave this house. If you do, I swear to God, you do not even WANT to go there. Do you understand?"
I couldn't speak, so I just nodded.
What have I done?
