“GET DOWN HERE AND EAT!”
Ah, my step dad, Rob. Isn’t he just lovely?
When my mum decided to marry him I was jumping for joy. Actually, believe it or not I was like that at first, maybe not the jumping part though. At a glance he seemed quite professional and well put together. Then you actually got to talk to him a bit, he seemed really nice and had a sense of humour. This was the part of him that mum loved. “All I want is a man that can make me laugh, and I have that”. She would say whilst cuddling even closer to dad, yes, my real dad.
He died when I was only six.
That was the absolute worst time of my life. You think it would be too, especially when your hero died. Kids at school would always talk about how much fun they have been having with their fathers, “I’m going to the pool with my dad on the weekend!” Normally the only thing that seemed really terrible in your eyes at that age was if you lost your teddy bear or your tooth that you were going to give to the tooth fairy just fell down the drain.
I guess I had to grow up really quickly after that. Mum didn’t handle that very well. But when she met Rob it was like dad was just an old thing of the past. At first I was really upset with her, but then I realised that it had been four years since dad had gone, I knew I should be happy for her. She seemed like she had been smoking fairy dust every day after meeting rob, that was until they became wed and we both uncovered his true colours. It was like putting that ring on gave him superpowers to be the most arrogant, stupid, cruel, unkind and ignorant person in the world. Imagine how many world records he holds.
Mum eventually got to the point where she couldn’t take it anymore; in fact she was just about to break the news to Rob that she wanted a divorce until she was put into hospital. She’s been in there for a while but I have no idea what’s wrong with her. I’ve only been to visit a few times, I would go more often of course, it’s just that Rob hates me going and I don’t want to get in his, well, really bad side. I know its not really much of an excuse but I’m not a saint okay? Every time I’ve been there she’s either sleeping or upright in her bed, wide awake. Whenever I try to bring up the subject of her “illness” she always seems to (not so subtly) change the subject. But I guess if she doesn’t want me to know then I should respect her decision.
I practically ran down the stairs, almost falling and face planting at the end. That earned me a telling off from Rob “Who do you think you are running around my house like your some sort of athlete?”
I sat down at our old, rickety, wooden table and examined the dish of food in front of me; A big serving of cottage pie with an even bigger helping of peas. God how I despise them, If I ever become the queen somehow my first order would be to ban them. I didn’t even feel like eating that much anymore after looking at those evil green peas. I swear I had about seven times as much peas as rob.
I wonder how he managed to make all this. Rob you see wasn’t the greatest cook, he was terribe infact. I decided just to eat the potato off the top of the pie to be safe and asked Rob to be excused; he was the boss around here. He didn’t hear me anyway; his eyes were glued to the TV.
I quickly hopped back up into my room and logged onto Skype. Louis was online. I clicked call and he immediately answered.
“LEXIE!” he yelled and I quickly adjusted my laptops volume with stealth like a ninja.
“Lou shut up! You know what happens if I get caught don’t you?” Rob didn’t like me talking to Louis; in fact a few months ago he tried to convince me of dumping him as a friend. Which obviously I didn’t do, but Rob doesn’t know that. I don’t know why he doesn’t like Lou. It puzzles me, I think he just has some sort of mental problem, there are those superpowers kicking back in again.
“Sorry. Could you ever forgive me?” he said, pouting for effect.
“Aww. Of course I can” I said, putting on a big grin.
“So why did you call me miss Alexis?”
“I am so bored I think I might just go nuts and build a flying car and eat it for brunch.”
“That’s pretty God damn bored.”
“I know Lou, I know”
I heard someone creeping up the stairs and down the hallway towards my bedroom.
“Shit Lou, got to go. Someone’s coming.” And with that I shut my laptop and jumped onto my bed. As soon as I landed Rob entered the room.
“What were you doing?” he asked, suspiciously
“Just laying here, why?”
And with that he just walked out of the room making sure to lock the door. Why does he lock the door? I have no idea. I looked over to the clock, 9:17. I wasn’t feeling particularly tired so I whipped out my laptop to see if Louis was still online. Nope. Realising that I have no other friends and nothing else to do with my laptop I shut it and put it back on my desk. Rob turns the internet off at 9:30 anyway. I snuggled into my extremely comfortable blankets and drifted off into a deep sleep.
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Authors note :)
mkay. i just had to take a few things out and add a few things in this chapter. You should probably re-read it otherwise you'll be reading later on and be like whaaaaaaaaaat?
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EDIT
I CHANGED HER NAME BECAUSE LAYLA REMINDS ME OF SAGGY BOOBS. DONT ASK
