The Unknown

Chapter 1

Emily

"HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY, MY BITCH!!!" Soph yells with all of her voice running down the whole alley.

When she finally manages to reach me she doesn't even try to catch up her breath, she basically jumps, hugging me so tight that I can't breath. "I LOove you so so so fucking muchhh, fello!"

"Yeah, love u too ... but I can't breath." I try to say but everything comes out as a whisper.

"Op, yeah i'm sorry" she chuckles and looses the hug little bit.

"Soo when are we gonna go shopping for ur b-day party?" She asks, her eyes full of excitement.

"Well my mum said John is gonna take her any minute and after that we're gonna prepair this place for tonight." I answer her quietly.

"Okay...Wait!" she freezes as the realization hits her "Did u just said Brittany is here?" She asks confused.

"Yup I'm here, Sophie. Unfortunately me and John are going to California, so it was nice seing you." My mother mumbles sarcasticaly, entering in the living room.

She doesn't exactly like her cuz one day she overheard us talking for her bitchy lover at that time. She doesn't even know her and yet has hatred towards her. And yes, Soph is my best friend since I can remember myself but she was never around me to get to know my friends. Honestly I don't care if she likes my friends or not , she doesn't have any right to tell me with who I can or cannot be friends with.

"Hey. I need to leave, now. John had already paid for my plane ticket. California isn't that far away, you can visit us." My mother says to me while tapping on the suitcase with her luggage, standing at the front door.

Of course... It was pretty obvious she won't stay even a week here. She always does this. Every time she gets into a fight with one of her loved ones she comes back but never stays more than 5 days. It's that way since I can remember myself. She's never here when I need her. But I guess that's ok. I've been used to it and I pray she's happy with whoever she is, even though she's with different person every second month.

I push those thoughts away to make up a better answer to not make any sort of argument "It's alright, don't worry." I fake a small smile and try to seem excited for her. She smiles tight and looks away from my eyes.

Like she would notice that it's fake! She doesn't know me or Dylan anymore. Maybe when I was four, dad was still alive and my mother wasn't a true bitch, she knew me. But 13 years later she and I both know she doesn't.

Me and my brother practically grew up alone. At the beginning, around a year after dad passed away, she made grandma take care of us. But as we grew up we were left alone. Although, now I'm on my own cause Dylan left for college in Boston last year in the Boston university. Not that I'm complaining for it though.. I honestly have no idea how he got in and even managed to get a scholarship there cuz I know it's really high-end university. Yeah.. he is smart but I didn't think that he is that smart.

And about my mother.. once in let's say 3/4 months, I have a 2 to 5 days visit from her. The rest of the time I live my life without bothering about her. She sends us money and she's the one who pays the bills for the house, education and basically everything so I can't say that she has left us completely on our own. At least her fucking freelance brokerage business is actually succsessful and on top of that she likes men with money so.. the money is not a problem for our family.

"I'm really sorry, honey. I know that I promised this time I won't leave you but I don't have a choice, I love him. I'm sorry."

Ugh she 'loves' him... It's so not true! She doesn't know what love means. It doesn't mean cheating, laying and mostly it doesn't mean finding new man every month!