Writes note: Hey, I'm Sam and this is my first time publishing a LGBT book, so I figured it was about time. I will try to keep it as updated as possible but it might be a bit hard with my schedule. Be welcome to comment any suggestions or thoughts, as I will make sure to read them.
WARNING: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN SLURS, STRONG LANGUAGE AND TRIGGERING MESSAGES
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY BRANDS/COMPANIES MENTIONED IN THIS BOOK
~to my dear olivia rosetta ikonen, thank you for being my redd~
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I wake up to the buzzing sound of my alarm at the bright and early time of 7AM. I bash it roughly. From my bed I can see through the cracks in my blinds the unclouded and bright sky outside. The clouds above look like the ones in movies do, all rounded and fluffy like cotton.I slide across my oak hardwood floors in just my underwear headed towards the bathroom. I gaze back at myself in the rounded mirror I keep in my bathroom. I look tired, with dark and heavy bags around my eyes. It's not that Eva stayed particularly late last night it's just that I could not sleep again. I turned and twisted on my hard mattress until some ungodly hour. It felt as a five year old the day before Christmas.
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Bump. Thud. Ouch. "Abam" I hear a shout. I wake up to see Oscar clinging to my shirt and jumping on my chest. "Woah woah buddy, calm down I'm up." I say picking him up off my chest. He grins widely showing his tiny teeth and snuggles into my side. I pick up my phone to check the time. "Six-thirty! I thought you'd at least wait until seven." I announce loudly. I tickle his stomach and he squeals loudly.
"You hungry then?" I ask. He nods and I take his hand.We creep past mums room making sure not to wake her. Oscar trips on a matchbox car in the hall and falls. "Shh shh" I say hushing him while he cries. But when no one screams I realise mum must be out. I show Oscar my finger on my lips and peek me head back through mums bedroom door. The smell is awful and there's cigarettes on the floor but that's better than her being there. I see a shadow and for a second I'm scared but then I look up to see it's only Shelly. Her dark hair hangs down just below her shoulders and looks pretty good. I feel a slight sense of pride knowing I cut it for her. "No 14 year old has hair like this" she had said but soon after seeing it she was loving it.
"Mum went out last night" She says.
"Thank god" I respond, picking up Oscar.
He flops in my arms lightly as I bounce down the stairs. I feel his nappy is slightly loose and I feel sick. That's our last one in the house. I've been limiting him to just wearing them at night in order to stretch the last ones out but I'm not sure what we'll do now."Cornflakes sound good?" I ask hopefully, raking around in the back of the cupboard. "Yes" Oscar says. I pour him a bowl and place it in front of him.
"Milk?" He asks.
"No. Not today." I respond. He doesn't complain after that and starts eating."Did you not go to the food bank yesterday?" Shelly asks me.
"No. Didn't get time." I say. Which she knows is true. She nods.
"I'm going this morning with Oz. You can go and see friends, just be home for 2." I tell her. Her face lights up.
"Really? You're not running today?" She asks again.
"No. I've been every day this week and I've been working loads too. I owe you something for looking after Oscar." I say to her. She cuddles me tightly and I kiss her head. Maybe I've been working a lot lately but there sure as hell isn't money coming into the house. All the money I earn goes straight to mums bank account. (AKA her booze fund)When Oscar is done eating I take him up to our room to get him dressed. We both share a tall oak cupboard but have not much clothing. When my dad was still around 3 years ago we had really nice clothes so I've still got some from then but not much. Last time dad was around Oscar wasn't born so he's only got things from the clothing banks or things he's accidentally taken home from others at school.
I slip him into a polo shirt and rake for some trousers.
"We might need to see if they've got some joggers for you bud" I tell him.
"For now stay in those." I say pointing to his pyjama bottoms."Alright, home for two Shelly Sol" I order her before planting a kiss on her cheek and waving her goodbye. "I will be Adam Wilde" She shouts back at me.
Oscar takes my hand and I look down at him.
"We've got this Oscar." I say to him and he looks back at me confused.We walk into the bank and see a covered lady which I can now see it Mrs. Singh.
"Ah Adam. Here's your bag. How are you?" She asks happily. I take the bag and tell her I'm well. "Do you have any uhm, clothes left over that Oscar would fit into ?" I ask her. She nods and says "I will check the back for you." We walk into the pantry room and see all the shelves.
"Milk" Oz says pointing. "Good, that's exactly what we need." I encourage him and pull out a carton, placing it carefully in the bag. I pick up some bread too and head to the tins. "Beans?" I ask him pointing at the stack. He smiles and I grab a few."I only found these." Mrs. Singh says walking back in, holding up a two pack of purple leggings. "Thanks Mrs. Singh" I say taking the pack. "You need diaper or wipes too? We have more?" She suggests like the miracle worker she is. "Yes. Please." I respond quickly. She gives me a bulk of nappies and a packet of wipes, smiles at Oscar and we leave with a heavy bag.
Oscar follows me into the kitchen and hands me things as I put them in our cupboards. As he hands me a jar he drops it, smashing loudly. We both go silently before hearing a scream.
"You think you can leave me and come back smashing up the house do you?!" I hear mum screaming.
I pick Oscar up quickly, opening the back door. I put him down on the grass outside. "You know the drill. Stay quiet, stay low and I will be back soon baby." I order him as I see a single bead of water drips from his eye.
I lock the back door and hear mum shouting some more, but getting closer.
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