Chapter Eight

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Katie

Arriving home that evening I found it hard for the first time in years to hide how I really felt from my family. It was Games night in our family and even though I had long ago forgone any responsiblitly from attending these evenings, I felt like I needed to tonight. I needed to be with people who loved me and remembered. It was a selfish reason to participate espically as it had been a selfish reason why I'd stopped attending them in the first place.

As I walking into the kitchen I could see Alice and Jack setting up the Monoploy board, Mum was by the sinking getting drinks and Dad had his head in the cupboard looking for some crips to put into bowls. Somethings really do never change.

"Dad the crisp havn't been in the cupboard for years." I called getting them from the right cupboard.

"Sweetie you scared me," He replied taking the crisp and the bowl from me.

I looked around at them all, they all had their parts to play in the evening I wasn't sure if I would fit in, I just sort of stood there watching them all.

"You going to play too?" Alice asked holding the Top Hat peice in her hand and waving it at me.

"If that's OK," I smilied.

I could tell she was excited by the way she started bouncing up and down.

"It will be great to see you darling," Mum told me sitting down.

After Mum checked that Jack had given everyone the correct amount of money the game began.

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Much later that evening when the game had finished; Mum won, I came third after Alice. Dad came last, he was always too daring and over spent early on, I finally climbed into bed. Spending time with Alice, Jack and mum and dad had really helped me forget how messed up my life was at the moment. I felt constantly drained of energy and I was always stressed trying to keep my emotions with Chris in check. I'd wanted to touch him, flirt and kiss him like I used to but I wasnt sure thats what he needed. Normally it was easy to hide that I was competly in love with him with other people but I guess I underestimated how hard it would be to keep it from him.

I wondered as I feel asleep if it would get easier the more time I spent with him or more sole destroying that he didnt remember me. 

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