push me on a lilo out to sea.

Do I bore you? am I the worst thing you've ever heard.

I slammed the door behind us and slid down on to the floor. I was shaking, hard and Darcy had noticed. 'mama, whath's wong?' I closed my eyes, I needed to blank everyone out, this can't be happening, it can't be. 'i pwommise i won't talk to strangers anymore, mama pwease don't be angwy at me' I completely broke down after she had said that. When will she eventually find out. My own daughter would hate me, I'm hiding her own father away from her. I wanted to just tell her then and there, that, that 'stranger' was her reckless, spineless, careless father and that she was his own flesh and blood. I couldn't bring myself to though, this is to help her. Hopefully, she'll realise one day and that day's coming very soon and when it does,I won't be able to do anything to help her. 

***

I softly shut the door behind me. What was that? How could someone look so frightened? She practically dragged her daughter out of the shop and started shaking madly. I didn't know how to react, something was up and I wanted to find out. I walked back to the kitchen putting everything back in it's right place. I decided to shake off the feeling that it had anything to do with me, 'i'd just come back, it can't of been.' I quietly laughed at that thought, I was simply over thinking. 'Mum, i've finished putting everything away, i'm just going for a walk okay?' there was a short silence, me being Harry took it as a yes, until I heard my mother come rushing down the stairs. 'No, you can't go.' I paused for a moment, 'What? Why, i've finished everything m-' ' I said no Harry!' she yelled back. I huffed loudly and went up to my room, locking the door. I don't understand. Why had everyone flipped out on me today? I sighed and laid back down on my bed. I'd have to think of something soon, something is not right. 

***

I was putting the last touches to my room, while I looked out of the window, that looked right out onto the street, feeling a sense of nostalgia for the quite streets of Holmes Chapel. Why had I ever left? I sighed, I was about to turn away back into the room when I saw a young girl walking, she looked shocked and was walking aimlessly, in her hand she held a small girl. This wasn't any young girl, the way she walked, the atmosphere around her, the way her hair swished and her eyes looked right through you. No this definitely wasn't any girl, that girl was Estee. 'Oh shit' I mumbled quietly 'Mum, i've finished putting everything away, i'm just going for a walk okay?' No, I thought to myself. I can't let him see her now, not yet. I'd have to protect him from her for as long as I can. This won't go on for long though. He'll find out very soon and when he does, well, may god be with us. She's out on a vengeance and she's not stopping until she gets what she wants and god knows if she doesn't, she's not the Estee we once knew.