Lying in a hospital bed dying, chapter 2
Five hours. That's how long it took for me to give birth to my baby daughter, Aurora Leigh. The pain though, was awful, like someone was ripping my insides apart.
"She's beautiful", a voice behind me said, and I instantly recognised it as my dad's.
"What do you want." I asked, emotionless.
"Do I need a reason to see my grandaughter?"
"You forfeited that right the night you kicked me out onto the street."
FLASHBACK
I Just shoved on a pair of jeans and a CHAVBUSTERS hoodie and carefully applied eyeliner and dark purple lipstick. Dad was going to have a fit when he saw what I had done to my hair. I went downstairs and prepared to face him.
"What the fuck did you do to your hair!"
"Dyed it blue, do you have a problem with that?" At that I walked past him.
"Where do you think you're going dressed like that?"
"Out."
"Out where."
"Just out, what's with the fucking 21 questions?"
"Don't talk to me like that! Now go get changed into something decent and wipe that shit of your face!"
"Fine then I'll go change into my playboy bunny suit and see how it goes", and then I walked out, ignoring my dad's shouts of "Come back here you fucking poisonous whore!"
END OF FLASHBACK
"I'm sorry, I still love you and you could come back and live with us, if you would just forgive me. When I found out about the drugs and the baby, yes I was upset, but that gave me no right to react in the way that I did." Billie Joe pleaded.
FLASHBACK
Dad found me at about four o'clock in the morning.
"What the fuck are you playing at Raven Adeline Armstrong!"
"Dunno what you mean," I slurred. I had been drinking and snorting all night and I was as high as a kite, and as incoherent as one.
"You've been drinking, haven't you?! And you're on coke I can smell it you crack whore junkie!"
"Takes one to know one."
"Right that's it," he fumed, "You can pack your bags tonight and I want you out my house by morning, understood! Don't think I don't know about the baby, I found the friggin test. So who's the father then you harlot!"
"Oh, fuck knows"
"Your fucking poison to this family, you're 14 and you're fucking knocked up, well this time you can go it alone, because sluts like you don't deserve families!"
END OF FLASBACK
"Yeah, you're right you didn't."
"She's beautiful", a voice behind me said, and I instantly recognised it as my dad's.
"What do you want." I asked, emotionless.
"Do I need a reason to see my grandaughter?"
"You forfeited that right the night you kicked me out onto the street."
FLASHBACK
I Just shoved on a pair of jeans and a CHAVBUSTERS hoodie and carefully applied eyeliner and dark purple lipstick. Dad was going to have a fit when he saw what I had done to my hair. I went downstairs and prepared to face him.
"What the fuck did you do to your hair!"
"Dyed it blue, do you have a problem with that?" At that I walked past him.
"Where do you think you're going dressed like that?"
"Out."
"Out where."
"Just out, what's with the fucking 21 questions?"
"Don't talk to me like that! Now go get changed into something decent and wipe that shit of your face!"
"Fine then I'll go change into my playboy bunny suit and see how it goes", and then I walked out, ignoring my dad's shouts of "Come back here you fucking poisonous whore!"
END OF FLASHBACK
"I'm sorry, I still love you and you could come back and live with us, if you would just forgive me. When I found out about the drugs and the baby, yes I was upset, but that gave me no right to react in the way that I did." Billie Joe pleaded.
FLASHBACK
Dad found me at about four o'clock in the morning.
"What the fuck are you playing at Raven Adeline Armstrong!"
"Dunno what you mean," I slurred. I had been drinking and snorting all night and I was as high as a kite, and as incoherent as one.
"You've been drinking, haven't you?! And you're on coke I can smell it you crack whore junkie!"
"Takes one to know one."
"Right that's it," he fumed, "You can pack your bags tonight and I want you out my house by morning, understood! Don't think I don't know about the baby, I found the friggin test. So who's the father then you harlot!"
"Oh, fuck knows"
"Your fucking poison to this family, you're 14 and you're fucking knocked up, well this time you can go it alone, because sluts like you don't deserve families!"
END OF FLASBACK
"Yeah, you're right you didn't."
