August 14th 1970
Eden's POV
What a crazy 2 months it has been, since meeting John. We vaguely mentioned that we were pretty much an item but there was no real asking or anything. I usually invited him over mine during the summer but this week I've been packing everything up in boxes in order for me to move in 4 days. I avoided going to his because I knew him and the band were together a lot, and although I didn't know Freddie and Brian too well, I dreaded the worst of what roger could have told them.
The problem was, my dad still had no idea I was moving, and the truth was; I was terrified of telling him. My mum would have been an easier bullet to dodge, but she would have told my dad. So I knew I had to tell them both at the same time so there wasn't any confusion. And today had to be the day. I was careful not to pack my biscuit tin away or the jar of tea bags as it would be rude of me not to offer them a tea. I also made sure the sofa was still in tact and had enough pillows but I made sure the cardboard boxes were apparent so there would be less explaining.
At around 12pm I heard a knock at my door and looked through the peephole to see my parents (Dana and Michael) impatiently waiting for me to invite them in. As soon as the door was even slightly ajar, there were pushing against it to get inside.
My mother gave me a "warming" hug while my dad looked around the opening hall as if he was disgusted by what I had done with the place. "Hello, Eden" my dad said quietly with a pause before continuing, " what's all this?" He said with his finger pointing up and circling the room. "Um, that's why I wanted you to come over, to talk about this". The expression of confusion grew on both my mother and fathers ageing faces, which I assumed would happen.
"I'm, um. Well, I am, um" I said
"Spit it out" my mum said fairly calmly,
"I'm moving". My parents looked at me as if I should have been continuing my sentence so I attempted to but the correct words weren't used. When I saw my mums surprised face, I saw a lot of me in her.
People often said that me and my mother had an uncanny resemblance with regards to hair and eye colouring which to me I couldn't see. Her persona was something I was far from ever becoming as I lacked in resilience to want to be rewarded money, but I suppose that was because I was constantly financially assured. I scarily saw a lot of my facial features from my dad such as my mouth and eyes etc. But like my mum, me and him were not even on the same scale of similarity. He was headstrong, yet I believed a bit of uncertainty was okay. He believed that love comes after your settled, and I believed that love comes naturally. He often said it when I had a relationship with Roger, to which he was not the most supportive of but accepted it.
I was sure my dad would disown me if I told him I was leaving their own accommodation that he owned and was paying for me to leave for art school, but instead he said, "One child of ours has already failed to pursue what they need to be successful to release music. Now another, to paint and draw all day. It's only fair we give you the same ground rules. We don't contribute to any of the university dept. You pay for whatever the school needs from you. We give you a sum of money each week purely just to live on. Understood?"
"Thank you, thank you so much" I said relieved.
To the average person, that might seem like a fairly shit situation to be in, but to me it was liveable. Not ideal but liveable. But they should know about one more thing. John.
"Mum dad before you leave" I said as the stood up to take their mugs of tea to the kitchen, " um there's someone I've, been uh. Seeing, I guess" my dad raised an eyebrow sternly, "his name's John"
"Great, so you're getting into a relationship right before going to university, now? I'm not even going to bother explaining again how damaging that is" my mother said walking out of the room, pulling my father up while doing so. I heard the mugs clink as they hit the bottom of the sink, and the clicking of my mums shoes hitting the floor. And finally the slamming of the door. What was I doing to myself. What were they doing to me.
I'm not going to lie, my eyes teared up slightly. But I wasn't sure why, because I was used to disappointing my parents and them reacting like this. I guess that was how much John and this whole situation meant to me. They had only been round for about 45 minutes, yet there aura remained. I could still feel the disappoint surrounding me, my stomach turned at the thought of what else would happen to make my day worse. But instead I went to the park, the same one me and John went to on our first date. And cried and cried and cried.
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Soooo sorry how long it's been taking to update, thank you for the votes and reads!! Next chapter is gonna be emotional (for Eden at least 😄)
Margo x
