Rebecca's miracle

Eight (July 3rd 1992)

Rebecca Pov

It was my birthday, I had been out of London for about 6 months at this point, and it had been the best 6 months of my life, wether or not I admitted that much to myself is an entirely different kettle of fish, (11/12 year old me was not really in tune with her emotions yet, ok, fucking sue me Susan).

Anyway, I was getting ready for school, (my birthday was unfortunately on a Friday), but that did mean that I got to spend time with my friends on my birthday and that was pretty cool, so after getting ready for school, as one does, I went downstairs and as soon as I hit the bottom of the stairs, there was a knock at the front door.

"Leo!, do you want me to grab the door?!"
"Yeah tell 'em I'll be there in a minute!"
"Ok!"

So I opened the front door, but only to tell whoever the fuck was there that Leo would be there in a minute, (I was not the most social person ever, ok, sue me), but instead I was looking at my Mother, so naturally everything went to shit.

"The fuck you doing here?"
"That's no way to talk to your Mother-"
"Now you acknowledge that fact"
"You need to come home-"
"I am home, how the hell did you find me anyway?"
"That doesn't matter Rebecca-"
"You're right, it doesn't, I'm still not going back with you"
"You have no choice-"
"Child protection services might have something to say about that-"
"I haven't told them-"
"No I know that, but we did, in case you pulled a stunt like this, which you just did"
"You've proven your point-"
"Is that what you think this is?!, news flash!, you kicked me out!, in case you forgot about that!"
"Well I now unkick you out!"
"Nah that's not how relationships work Rita!, I'm not coming back just because you can't live with yourself!, don't let the door hit ya!"

I slammed that door harder than I meant to, and then I locked it before she could attempt to open it again, the worry and panic was trying to claw its way up and out of my throat and so I ran to the kitchen before it could, (no, it wasn't my best move, but it also wasn't my worst move, so I'm taking it).

"Are you alright?"
"No, Mum's at the door"
"How did find she find you here?"
"I don't know- I didn't tell her-"
"I know that Sweetheart, oi Donte!, I need you to call Grandbob!"
"What do I tell him?!"
"That's it's a code red!"
"Ok Dad!"

The next thing that I knew, I was being pulled into Leo's arms as I had started to sob, (like full on ugly sobbing here), the clawing at my throat from panic was starting to feel more like an attack rather than an accident, and I didn't know how much longer I could keep it under control.

"Shh, it's going to be okay, I got you Sweetheart, I got you"

I don't know how long it was until Patsy actually turned up through the back door, it felt like forever but now knowing Patsy better than I did back then, it was probably less than 5 minutes, (as I swear that man walks faster than most people run), I had calmed down a little bit.

"Is she still at the front door?"
"I haven't looked Dad, been a bit preoccupied here"
"Of course, right I'll sort her out if she's still there"
"Please don't do anything drastic-"
"I'm not promising shit like that boyo, you know me"

Yeah Patsy wasn't one for beating around the bush, (though I really appreciate that about him), he got to the front door, (I could only tell because of his footsteps), but I didn't hear any talking, just Patsy coming back.

"She's not there"
"(Sighs), Thank God, pretty shit birthday present huh"

Both of them looked like I killed a puppy or something else that sinister, though looking back on it properly, it was probably the attempt at joking that shocked them a bit, but none of them actually said anything about it at the time so it's a total guess on my behalf, Pasty actually just changed the subject.

"There is a boy with coke bottle glasses-"
"That'll be Levi, can you tell him that I'll be 5 minutes?"
"Sure Darling"
"Thank you"
"It's not a problem"

So naturally I had breakfast, which obviously was dry toast, (yeah, I'm unoriginal as fuck, why are we surprised), I probably still looked like I was upset as fuck, as I could still feel the dry tears on my face and it felt disgusting but it didn't go away unless you leave it alone.