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You can't tutor me on love

My life so far

I stormed home, who the fuck does Jaime think he is? my fucking father?! no. I forgot because my father's dead and Jaime's just another jerk that will enter my life and piss off when he's had enough of bugging me. That tunnel has meant everything to me ever since me and my father found it all those years ago. I remember when I first went there......


''Daddy, what's this?'' I looked up at my father with a smile spread across my face. ''This darling, is a tunnel. When I was just a boy I'd play here.'' He lifted me up on his shoulders. ''Daddy what are you doing?'' I peered into the bag my father was holding. ''This here is spray paint. Do you want to do some drawings princess?'' I nodded. ''Yessss pweeessss'' he chuckled before grabbing a can of pray paint. He began drawing, it was amazing. My dad always was a great drawer. ''Daddy what does it say?'' I asked turning my head to one side. He finished off the last letter, ''this princess says 'daddy's little girl' because that's what you are, daddy's little girl'' My 6 year old mind was amazed. ''Can I try please?'' He put me on the ground and passed me a can. ''Be careful'' I nodded before drawing something. Now, I have no idea what it was but I'm sure it was some kind of flower, I wasn't the best drawer at 6 okay?! But my dad went along with it, ''wow darling this is amazing'' To this day, those drawings remain on those walls, on that tunnel on that street.
I wiped away the tear that had fallen.I miss my dad, I miss him so much. My mother clearly doesn't care.My dad died 10 years ago...and I'm starting to think a little bit of me did too. You see my dad died when I was only 8 years old, it broke me it really did. I didn't eat for days, I wouldn't even talk to anyone. I basically shut everyone out. My mom, heather, everyone. Heather finally got me to eat something, my mom on the other hand gave up. She started going out and getting drunk, that resulted in her becoming an alcoholic. She spends all of her time drinking, all day every day. I'm not even legal to drink and she makes me go out and buy it for her. My mom would be so drunk she couldn't do anything so I took on everything my mom had done for years. Bills, cooking, chores, everything. She does nothing any more, well except lift the bottle to her mouth. Lately things have been getting the better of me, my grades have been lowering, slightly, but still lowering than id like them to. My mom has been to the doctors and they've given her at tops 2 years left to live. And now I have to be tutored by some dick, just my fucking life! Heather and I have been friends for years, since before my dad died she has been there for me and me for her. We fit together perfectly. Heather hasn't had the easiest life either, her mom died 3 years after my dad. When I saw her the same way as I was with my dad it broke my heart, she wouldn't eat she would talk for me.....except it lasted longer for her. She didn't eat for almost 2 weeks when I finally got her to eat she would eat then through up. A year later she was diagnosed with anorexia. It broke my heart when she had to go into hospital but when she got out she was better than ever before. It was like she was...she was completely fixed. Which she was, ever since the day she walked out of that hospital she hasn't looked back, she's been fighting ever since. She's now recovered from anorexia and she's a fiery girl. Its safe to say her dad dealt with her mom dying better than my mom did when my dad died. Her dad, Alan, is a lovely man and he always has been. I'm not saying that the passing of his wife wasn't hard for him because it was, but he's always supported Heather in everything she's done. Even when she was really ill. Were as my mom hasn't, well like I said ever since my dad died she's become distant from me and its like she doesn't care for me any more. But I still care for her, even when she's hit me when she was drunk I still loves her. After all she is my mom. And I know my dad is watching over me and telling me not to give up on her, so I wont. I'll support her until her dying day. Jaime asked why I was at the tunnel, well I was there because tonight was one of the those nights when my mom hit me, she hit me and it really hurt. But....I still helped her because I know she's not the one doing it, its the alcohol. I'm kinda fed up with people telling me how to live my life; people in my school, my mom, teachers, doctors....Jaime. Jaime thinks he's so amazing just because he's better than me English. I bet he's told his friends all about how dumb he thinks I am. You know what I know he's done that, and they all laughed about it. Well fuck them! I collapsed on my bed and shut my eyes, why did I have to invite Jaime over? he's now going to see the drunken mess that is, my mother....great!

Notes

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-Hold.On.Till.May

Comments

@TheDeviousPoppy
Aye lmao, I'm here x

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5/12/16

@anklebiterz
UR HEREEE HELOLO THANK YOUU

TheDeviousPoppy TheDeviousPoppy
5/11/16

@anklebiterz
Thank you, it means a lot ;)

This's pretty good aww

bad.acid bad.acid
5/10/16

@Fallen_Angel__
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Haha :)