Butterfly

chapter 2

When we were 12 we discovered the film Step brothers. It was one of our favourite films in the whole world! I don't think we watched another one for a least 3 months. I remember one Saturday at Isaac's house we just finished watching it and then decided it was a good idea to finish our school project about the solar system, this again was another thing we all loved, space, stars and planets. It was mind blowing to us. After we had finished we were looking through Isaacs dad's old viynls. He had so many great ones. We sat and played record after record. Things such as; Bob Dylan, The Cure, David Bowie, The Who, Jimmy Hendrix. There were a few modern ones too, like; The Black Keys, Jake Bugg and Ben Howard. I will always remember that day.

Although all 3 of us were very close Isaac and I had a different friendship. I can't explain it we just seemed to understand and connect with each other more. When we were 9, my mum was picking us up from school and Issacs little brother Joe too. We got into a car accident, my mum had a stroke at the wheel and the car swevered of a bridge. She was killed instantly and so was Joe as he was in the front. All three of us had serious injuries but Jude suffered most, he was in a comma for two weeks. That was a very traumatic time.

I was so young, I struggled to comprehend the loss of my mum. I didn't know a world without her. I was so close with my mum even at a young age. I cannot explain the pain I felt, When I realised she was dead. For a while it didn't seem real. I'd always wait at the bottom of the stairs for her to finish work. Even though I knew she never would. At the start my dad struggled, even though tried for me, I knew he was finding it hard. He would offer to plat my hair. It was never as good as mums. This lasted about a week. I would always find my most prized possession and tell my dad he could have it if helped me find away to see her, even for a minute. I knew it was out of his hands and it probably hurt him knowing he couldn't do the one thing we both wanted most in the world. I feel guilty about doing this to him now, it was mean, no in-fact cruel. I cannot begin to imagine how that made him feel. He was the one person who wanted her back as much as me, possibly even more. 

Every year we go to the bench on the bridge, we read a different Dr Sues story for Joe and update my mum on all the soaps Christmas specials. After that my dad started on the drink again. I spent less and less time at home and more at Issas; his mum became a mother figure to me.

I was still only young,  but I felt older. Many people said I looked older. I learnt how to do washing, use a iron and cook dinner. I didn't want to burden my friends with my issues at first especially considering the loss of Joe. Before school I would bring my dad a glass of water, and roll him a cigarette. I would make an extra sandwich for him, when I made my lunch. As soon as I came home, I would clean the house. My dad would be half asleep on the sofa. Beer bottles outlining the space he hadn't moved from all day. There were burn marks in the sofa, and beer stains on the carpet. I just accepted this was my life now. Eventually Issac and Jude found out. Although my dad wasn't the best, I begged for them not to tell. I didn't want to loose him too. 

When I was 14, id spent almost two months solid at Isaacs house. My dad was the worst he had ever been. Isaacs mum Clair agreed it was best if I stayed there. It was fun though me and Isaac got to share a room. Isaac had a massive king size bed. His room had an ensuite. He had yellow walls and he too had many plants in his room. His parents were doctors so they were very well off. He had a projector so We got to watch films on a big screen. We would also play skate party 3, When it was too cold outside. We became even closer after that. We were together 24\7 and we never argued. Well except once over a slice of cheese. We watched all Will Ferall films, watched all James Acasters stand up shows and read all Harry Potter books over and over. Jude would come over a lot too.

Our favourite place to go was this little cafe, they sold books and had a viynl player where you could choose records to play. We always got milkshakes. Me chocolate, Isaac strawberry and Jude banana. One day on the way home We found this little off track near this massive lake. It had a rope swing, and a small pavement bit so we could sit down. It was safe to swim in so the whole of summer we would pack a picnic and spend all our days there. We called it our spot, so if we needed, we could meet in secret.