The fourth night in a row. This was becoming an incredibly common occurrence. Oh how I wish it would stop!
The shatter of glass, smashing of plates. Why do they keep going on like this?!
A slight tapping noise was made on my bedroom door.
I went over and twisted the doorknob.
"Come in," I said gentley, closing the door behind Brad as he sat on the end of my bed."You okay?" He asked, turning round to face me as I engulfed myself back underneath the duvet.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied bluntly.
"I know your not," he said pulling me into a hug. At that point the tears started flowing, and they wouldnt stop.
"I just wish they would stop," I explained as I cried into his shoulder.
Brad didn't say anything else, he just stayed put, rubbing my back slowly.
Brad's POV:
I feel the exact same way as Alexis does. Our parents don't have a clue on how much this is affecting us, well mum doesn't. Alexis has to work 8am-7pm shifts at a starbucks in Maidenhead just so she can save up for her own flat, as mum and dad aren't exactly in the correct frame of mind to be splashing cash left, right and centre. All of mum's goes to drugs. That's right. It's all she ever cares about nowadays. Worse thing is she uses our dads income he gets from working most hours of the day, leaving us with barely enough money for a food shop, never mind fancy new clothes and 'family' days out. Not like we are much of a family though any more.
We have to rely on our other family members, who are very supportive of us, to send us money.
They have been doing this for the past 3 months. Around £30 a week for all 3 of us - dad, me and Alexis.
Alexis' POV:
Earlier, Dad, Brad and I were all sat downstairs eating our dinner - soup. Anne-Marie (I don't really like calling her mum, she's never been much of a mother to me, not since I can remember anyway) came through the front door. The awful stench of booze drifted throughout the house as she did so.
I left the bowl of cold, lumpy soup on the table. My chair making a loud screeching sound on the tiled floor as I backed away from the table and disappeared from the chaos that was surely about to occur.I slammed my bedroom door shut, and slowly my back dragged down the wood until my bum met the floor. My hands covering my face waiting for the dreaded screaming to start...
It's lasted for hours now. Usually, after 40 minutes they are done and they don't speak another word, mainly because my mum ends up storming out of the house. But not this time. They kept on going until it reached 1am.
Brad comforting me everytime one of their screeches or a lamp being thrown across the room made me jump.Then they stopped.
Silence took over the whole house, Brad and I look nervously at each other. We stood up and made our way over onto the landing. Our feet making no noise on the normally creaky floorboards. My 'mum's' hand was resting on the handle of the front door.
"We're over." My mum said quietly,
"Were over?! Why are you telling me that, I said we were finished weeks ago but you never could accept the fact that you wouldn't be able to inject your body with hundreds of pounds worth of drugs every day!" My dad shouted in reply.
"Im leaving." She screeched opening the door.
"Don't come back!" My dad said in response.
"Don't worry I wont!" She shouted before slamming the door shut.
We made our way downstairs and enveloped Dad in a hug.
"We'll be better off without her now won't we." My dad said rhetorically as he wiped the tears that were spilling out of my eyes, off my cheek. He kissed the top of my head followed by hugging Brad.
"We'll be alright son," He explained to Brad in a loud whisper.
Brad nodded in reply before we went back upstairs to our rooms. That night, I cried myself to sleep. Although it was only making matters worse by my mum being with us, I can't come to terms with the fact that I will never see her again. My own mother.
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Take My Hand...|Rye Beaumont
FanficStory of how Rye Beaumont and Alexis Simpson meet and carry on their journey of love. What will happen? What good times and bad will they face together? Read on to find out... Also, check out my first fan-fiction - Time Is Everything. Where Maddy's...