Between White Lines

The Highway to Hell

It's been 40 days since the death and I still haven't attended school . Mum hasn't even made attempts in getting out of bed .

They even shipped Zayn off to his dad's, because he's apparently out of hand now . His dad hasn't even been there in his 16 years of life and now he's got to go and live with this man who abandoned him , his new wife and the snobbish little brat of a daughter who annoys the hell out of me.
I mean Zayn's my older brother not her's .

Just when i supposed things were finally going back to normal , AMERICA DROPPED THE NUCLEAR BOMB ON JAPAN .
"Dads moving out and we're getting a divorce", Just like that. Like it was a normal average thing that happens every one day of the week ; like kooksters on a Sunday morning.
"I'm just moving down the road princess and you can come stay with me every weekend" he said .
So that's what happened for the next few months.

Too busy indulging in the best of both world's, I completely overlooked the countless attempts mum made in trying to murder my father , using the items in our two bedroom apartment as weapons.
So fed up of the madness , he eventually left as well.
"I guess its just you and me , my princess" she said most sorrowfully .

Two months went by and we made it , God alone knows how . Mum was unemployed and dad stopped paying maintenance.
EVICTION NOTICE slapped us hard in the face .
Losing everything in the process , mum and I packed up what little we had left and "it's off to aunty Merriam's house, just for a while my angel " , little did I know it really was going to be just a little while.
I actually loved aunty Merriam's house, they always had delicious foods , pretty little birds of all colors and I loved bonding with my cousins.
Uncle Rishaad even taught me how to eat with a knife and fork , I was so amazed , I even tried cereal with it. Sadly that didn't work out , yeah bad Idea Aliyah , lesson learnt .
Point being that things were actually going surprisingly well for the first time in forever .
Thought to soon smarty pants ,
Before i knew it we were off again.

I remember it as if it were yesterday. Mum and aunty Merriam yeld at one another in a way that sounded like 'the world war I kill zone'  , if I were there to experience it , this is what I imagined it would sound like.

Mum yanked our washing off the line and shoved it into the trunk, I watched silently from the backseat, too afraid to even question what just happened and what in bonkers name  would happen next .

"We're going on an adventure my darling" she yapped on happily as we cruised down the 'N1', listening to 'Atlantic Star'
As she'd occasionally sing along " oh you're like the sun , chasing all of the rain away , when you come around , you bring brighter days."
At this point, I really hoped for someone to bring along brighter days because on the road we were heading down , there was no sunshine my friend .

Abandoned by family members and having every door we turned to , slammed in our faces . "Lets park off at the all in one Shell garage for the night princess" .
Before I knew it , just for the night turned into 10 months on the road at multiple garages, I didn't even know existed.

I remember one tired afternoon we arrived in a small town called Nigel.
There, we turned to a Muslim shelter for a place to spend the night .
They opened their arms willingly and treated us as family . We even got our own cottage.

Fascinated by the amount of animals they had , " Mummy?, what's That pretty bird called?"  I asked eagerly.
Thats a Peacock my baby, vanity is their special talent , as they love their reflections and when they come across it , they open up their pretty feathers and indulge in their beauty.

Open land , interesting animals and good people , even though we had a roof over our heads and a good meal 3 times a day , it still didn't feel like home, but then again,  We were now gypsies , we had no home.
Just the two if us and we never left each other's side, not even to go to the bathroom.
Talk about attachment issues.

As you probably figured out already ,
Nigel just wasn't working for us ,
So we packed up and hit the road again .
Mum was a typical old school fanatic ,
Its funny how we pick up our parents habits.
A month or two down the line ,
We found ourselves at one of mum's mutual friends place. 
And don't get me started on this bunch of weirdos .
I mean , no offense , they generously took us in but just didn't sit quite right with me , talk about something fishy .

Mum soon thereafter enrolled me in the nearest school . 3 other kids from where we found ourselves bunking , for God only knows how long , attended the same school.
As my first day at a new school , after one year arrived, I was completely convinced that I simply wouldn't go .
Haha jokes on me .
She some how tricked me into that one .
" just sit in your new class my baby ,and I'll be just outside if you don't like it ".
I think she got out of that court yard faster then I could say 'Ma!'

I completely hated the school, the environment and the people.
I just wanted to back in our two bedroom apartment, 'Home' .
But mum seemed to love it ; " you going to sleep with the children tonight , mummy is just going out nah, I'll be here when you wake up for school ".
One night turned into every night
Our attachment issue down the drain .