Fucked up reality (a one direction fan fiction)

day 1 -14/06/2015

P.o.v. Venessa sunday

"Venessa come over here'' I heard my mom call. ''What? why all the screaming'' I called out trying to run downstairs while putting my hair in a messy bun. ''Where are you anyways '' I said when I finally made it down the stairs. ''In the kitchen!'' I heard the muffled voice of my mom. Casually walking to the kitchen, I found my mom making pancakes. ''Mhh that smells so good'' I mumbled feeling my mouth water. ''I know right'' my mom chuckled.

When I wanted to start helping with turning the pancakes, and all the stuff you have to do while making pancakes, my mother looked at me with raised eyebrows. ''You really think it's smart to help with your level of cooking skills?'' She said with a laughing tone in her voice. ''Well I might not be as bad at cooking as you thinks'' I said while putting a hand on my hip. ''Yeah well go and tell that to the firefighters from last time'' my mom said pointing to the black and malformed spatula(at least if you could still call it a spatula), which was still hanging on the wall as a memory. ''Jeez mom that was only an accident, how could I have known that I can't leave a spatula in the cooking pan" I said while rolling my eyes. My mom started laughing so I just sat down on one of the many chairs in the kitchen, knowing well enough that I couldn't interrupt my mother's laughing sessions at anytime. After what seemed like hours she finally stoped. ''Well I didn't know I could be THAT funny'' I said in a sarcastic tone. ''Yeah you actually are THAT funny, I mean everyone knows you can't leave a spatula in the pan when you've got a stove that works on gas'' she said still giggling. ''That's not true I didn't know and I'm pretty sure any mainstream toddler doesn't  know either'.' I said mocking. ''Sure pretty lady, now sit down because the last pancake will be  done in a sec.''

My mum took the plate with the pancakes and one other plate and she started sharing the pancakes between the both of us. When one half was on my plate and the other half on the other the pancakes were finally ready to be eaten. FINALLY I am damn hungry!

Before I started to eat I drowned the pancakes in syrup making sure every inch of the top pancake was covered. ''Vanessaaaa! You're ruining the delicious pancakes. Are you actually eating the pancakes because they ARE pancakes or are you eating them because you can drown them in syrup.'' Mom said looking at me with an accusing look on her face.

''Uuuh both?!'' I said looking at the woman in front of me. Thick brown hair waving across her face where you would meet her ocean blue eyes. She was the prettiest mom and woman I have ever seen. With her wonderful personality and beautiful features she could've had every man she would've wanted but after dad died in a car accident she never looked at other man anymore. Sometime when I asked her why she didn't want someone else she said: ''dad is all I ever wanted in my live and now the only things I care about are the things he left behind. And the best thing he left behind is you. You matter to me more than any person ever could, so why search for love and care wen I have it all along?'' And every time I asked she would've given that same answer.

When we were done eating my mom did the dishes while I cleaned up the kitchen. After only a few minutes I was done. Before I walked back to my room I asked if my mom needed some help but as always she rejected my help and told me that I had enough to do, like homework. Back in my room I started with the little homework I had to do and after only half an hour I was done. Mentally and physically exhausted I collapsed on my queensize bed. Long live having a huge mansion as house. Ow wait didn't I tell you about that yet? Well there is not much to tell actually. My mom and dad won this lottery, don't ask me which one I'm not the person who is into that sort of stuff, but yeah so they won and then they were suddenly able to buy a big house and a lot of luxury stuff.That was also why they moved to this shithole called Wolverhampton. I just wish we never moved and that I never lost my three best friends. They never ever contacted me again because they didn't want to have a long distance friendship, since they lived in London. And THAT is also the reason why I have no friend at all. Not that I mind though I have my mom and people in school just respect me for who I am. Besides having no friends or dad anymore, my life was what you call AWESOME. My mom is my friend I have a beautiful house and I can buy everything I want or need. And besides, what do I need more? A boyfriend; finish school; to have a modelling career? Nah I'm fine, the modelling career would be nice but that isn't going to happen with me. I mean food is live.....

Nah my life is fine .