"You Want Fries With That?", chapter 7
About thirty seconds later my aunt came down the stairs. She looked so different, Jean was usually a very well manured lady, with her hair combed back in a bun. But today her hair was messy, on her pale face were many cuts mostly on her cheeks.
Mike and I ran up to her and helped Jean down the last two remaining stairs. Her eyes were red and puffy, indicating that she had been crying.
"What happened?" I asked you could hear the hardness in my voice. My aunt caught her breath and finally responded.
"Your farther," this time I had no emotion on my face. I wanted to kill my dad. Why would he do that? What a bastard. I couldn't saw it out loud so I kept in all inside. I took a long sigh and then remembered my little cousin.
"Where's Lyn?" I asked, really worried.
"As soon as I saw your dad, I told her to go to the garden shed," she stumbled and Mike was soon in the backyard getting Lyn. After we were all in the livingroom together I made coffee for me, Mike and Jean and some hot chocolate for Lyn. I sat Jean in her favorite purple chair. We all started talking and I made a choice to still stay with Mike.
I left aunt Jeans house feeling extra nervous. There were so many questions. Where the hell was my dad? Where was my mom? Where was my first life?
After I got out of the car, me and Mike went in and had a really good evening of old cheesy movies, including the "Titanic". I was pretending to be sad, so Mike would hug me and kiss my forehead. I fell asleep just at the end.
In my sleep I was dreaming and it was not a fairytale dream, at all! In my dream I was walking up the basement stairs to the kitchen, all the lights were turned off, all I could see was the faint silver of the stove and fridge. All the sudden a man appeared with a gun. Who was this man? One word. Daddy.
I woke up with a cold sweat. I was shaking. Good thing I was still holding on to Mike, he was so warm. I hugged him harder. It was ten after nine, I knew no one would be getting up till about ten. I was in one of those awkward positions were no one was awake and it wasn't your house, well I guess it was kinda my home. In a sense. The tv was still on so I changed the channel till I found something I liked. But then I remembered the haunting dream. I was a great believer that your dreams meant something and just weren't blank images in your crazy mind. What did this dream mean? Why was my dad everywhere? And there it was more questions.
I had work today, which sucked. But that is what I always say until I get my paycheck. All day I thought about what my dream meant. It was bugging me, so much that on my lunch break I went over to a little bookstore down two streets from McDonald's and bought a dream book.
After work I pulled the book out when no one was around. But there was nothing in the book about your dad appearing in your kitchen with a probably loaded gun. I didn't think there would be anyway, I looked up more stuff until Mike came down. I quickly threw it under the bed. I didn't want Mike to know about the dream, I didn't really no why. I guess I felt it was kind of a private thing.
"Hey! Hard day?" he asked
"Not any more," I smiled. God I am so cheesy! We made out for what seemed like forever.
"I just realized something," Mike said.
"What?" I asked
"It's almost your birthday," He was right, my birthday on March 4 and it was March 2. I would be turning twenty!
"Your right!" I guess I had totally forgot in all the shit that has happened in the past 4 months.
**
It was my birthday. A whole twenty, I was. Then I had a flashback about my plans of moving out when I was at least twenty two. I was not ready for that and I think it kinda scared me.
Mike was gone when I woke up, which was really weird. But then I knew they were planing some weird surprise thing for me. I was brushing my hair when, Billie, Mike, Tre, Ollie, Adie and Billies siblings came running into my room and practically tackled me.
"Happy Birthday!" they all yelled.
"I am giving the birthday spanks," Tre screamed. He grabbed me and started hitting my ass. Mike yelled at him and kicked him in his one ball. I laughed so hard.
Everyone gave me their gifts. Billie got me a new hair brush ( cause my old one was broken and he was tried of my bitching about it ) Mike got me some money ( his weeks pay ) and a amazing guitar pic necklace ( even though I don't play, what a poser I am! ) Tre got me a cold Big Mac ( even thought I work at McDonald's ) Ollie got me a months free rent and lastly Adie got me cookie dough and a really cool top I had been wining about getting. I loved all my gifts I even made a exception for Tre's abnormal one.
I made my way over to my aunts and she and Lyn had got me some extra money, with new clothes. On my walk back I was thinking about how much I was going to miss Mike since he and Green Day were going on a tour for the next 3 weeks. Adie was going with Billie, but I was not going because I really wanted to stay and finish up working.
Big mistake
Mike and I ran up to her and helped Jean down the last two remaining stairs. Her eyes were red and puffy, indicating that she had been crying.
"What happened?" I asked you could hear the hardness in my voice. My aunt caught her breath and finally responded.
"Your farther," this time I had no emotion on my face. I wanted to kill my dad. Why would he do that? What a bastard. I couldn't saw it out loud so I kept in all inside. I took a long sigh and then remembered my little cousin.
"Where's Lyn?" I asked, really worried.
"As soon as I saw your dad, I told her to go to the garden shed," she stumbled and Mike was soon in the backyard getting Lyn. After we were all in the livingroom together I made coffee for me, Mike and Jean and some hot chocolate for Lyn. I sat Jean in her favorite purple chair. We all started talking and I made a choice to still stay with Mike.
I left aunt Jeans house feeling extra nervous. There were so many questions. Where the hell was my dad? Where was my mom? Where was my first life?
After I got out of the car, me and Mike went in and had a really good evening of old cheesy movies, including the "Titanic". I was pretending to be sad, so Mike would hug me and kiss my forehead. I fell asleep just at the end.
In my sleep I was dreaming and it was not a fairytale dream, at all! In my dream I was walking up the basement stairs to the kitchen, all the lights were turned off, all I could see was the faint silver of the stove and fridge. All the sudden a man appeared with a gun. Who was this man? One word. Daddy.
I woke up with a cold sweat. I was shaking. Good thing I was still holding on to Mike, he was so warm. I hugged him harder. It was ten after nine, I knew no one would be getting up till about ten. I was in one of those awkward positions were no one was awake and it wasn't your house, well I guess it was kinda my home. In a sense. The tv was still on so I changed the channel till I found something I liked. But then I remembered the haunting dream. I was a great believer that your dreams meant something and just weren't blank images in your crazy mind. What did this dream mean? Why was my dad everywhere? And there it was more questions.
I had work today, which sucked. But that is what I always say until I get my paycheck. All day I thought about what my dream meant. It was bugging me, so much that on my lunch break I went over to a little bookstore down two streets from McDonald's and bought a dream book.
After work I pulled the book out when no one was around. But there was nothing in the book about your dad appearing in your kitchen with a probably loaded gun. I didn't think there would be anyway, I looked up more stuff until Mike came down. I quickly threw it under the bed. I didn't want Mike to know about the dream, I didn't really no why. I guess I felt it was kind of a private thing.
"Hey! Hard day?" he asked
"Not any more," I smiled. God I am so cheesy! We made out for what seemed like forever.
"I just realized something," Mike said.
"What?" I asked
"It's almost your birthday," He was right, my birthday on March 4 and it was March 2. I would be turning twenty!
"Your right!" I guess I had totally forgot in all the shit that has happened in the past 4 months.
**
It was my birthday. A whole twenty, I was. Then I had a flashback about my plans of moving out when I was at least twenty two. I was not ready for that and I think it kinda scared me.
Mike was gone when I woke up, which was really weird. But then I knew they were planing some weird surprise thing for me. I was brushing my hair when, Billie, Mike, Tre, Ollie, Adie and Billies siblings came running into my room and practically tackled me.
"Happy Birthday!" they all yelled.
"I am giving the birthday spanks," Tre screamed. He grabbed me and started hitting my ass. Mike yelled at him and kicked him in his one ball. I laughed so hard.
Everyone gave me their gifts. Billie got me a new hair brush ( cause my old one was broken and he was tried of my bitching about it ) Mike got me some money ( his weeks pay ) and a amazing guitar pic necklace ( even though I don't play, what a poser I am! ) Tre got me a cold Big Mac ( even thought I work at McDonald's ) Ollie got me a months free rent and lastly Adie got me cookie dough and a really cool top I had been wining about getting. I loved all my gifts I even made a exception for Tre's abnormal one.
I made my way over to my aunts and she and Lyn had got me some extra money, with new clothes. On my walk back I was thinking about how much I was going to miss Mike since he and Green Day were going on a tour for the next 3 weeks. Adie was going with Billie, but I was not going because I really wanted to stay and finish up working.
Big mistake
