Chapter =9
Carol's P.O.V.
I spent the whole day and night lying in my bed, crying and cursing 'him'.
Next morning i literally dragged myself to the bathroom and took a shower. Then i walked to the dinning table with a hood covering my face, i don't want sis to see my face, i'm sure i'll be looking like a zombie. As soon as i entered the kitchen i was greeted by two ear piercing screams.
"Mom!! There's some robber over here with his face covered with hood." Jimmy said, aiming his fork towards me.
'Yeah right kill me please.'
"Jimmy it's me." I said in a bored tone and sat down.
"Mom robber has aunt Carol's voice." Gennie said with horrified look on her face.
"Sis will you please tell them to stop this game i'm not in a mood." I said banging my head on the table.
"Children stop torturing your aunt." She said walking towards me.
"OMG!!! What happened to you?" She removed my hood and stared at me.
"What were you doing, it looks like as if you haven't slept for the whole night. Let me guess, you were fantasizing about Chris huh!?" She said wiggling her eyes.
"Yeah sure." I muttered banging my head on table again.
"Awww... you are going mad about him." She said smiling widely.
"Yeah sure." I muttered again.
"Don't you have anything else to say?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah sure." I said and sighed.
"You are such a child." She said shaking her head.
"Yeah sure." I repeated again, earning a smack on my head from her.
"Ouch! It hearts, please don't kill my brain cells, your Chris has done a great job destroying most of them!" I said burying my head in table cloth. Jimmy and Gennie were giggling like maniacs.
"At least you said something else, other then 'yeah sure'. " She said laughing lightly.
"Argh!! Why always Bob had to be out on his business when i need him the most?!" I said banging my head on table again.
"Carol would you please drop Jimmy and Gennie at school, i have an appointment." She said walking back into the kitchen.
"Yeah sure." I said, Jimmy and Gennie said along with me and then started laughing without any reason.
'Argh!! why can't i be a kid?! Why do i have to grow up?! Why me?!' I thought and banged my head one more time on the table.
"Come on let's go before i completely loose my mind." I said getting up, walking to the door. Jimmy and Gennie followed behind.
I got into the driver seat and waited for them to get in.
"I'll sit in the front." Jimmy
"No i'll." Gennie.
"It's my turn." Jimmy
"No." Gennie
"Yes"
"No."
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes."
"Guys stop it." I said and groaned inwardly, banging my head on steering wheel.
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
Talk about being a kid.
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RomanceCarol Jones, a journalist who spent most of her life chasing Christopher Redcliff, a famous football player. No she's not some crazy fan it's just that she loves to disturb his personal life by writing about his girlfriends whom he keeps on changing...
