My incomplete story
Chapter 2
Louis Tomlinson has light brown hair, is the eldest member (21) and is currently taken. Zayn Malik has raven black hair and darker skin that olive he also is 20 years old and is in a relationship. Niall Horan is Irish, has brown hair which is dyed blonde. He is in a relationship, Niall is also currently 19. Liam Payne has gorgeous chocolate brown hair and is 19 as well. He isn’t in a relationship. Finally Harry Styles has wonderful brown hair and is 19. He isn’t in any relationships.
I hope these facts are correct, please comment if you beg to differ.
Present written in the past,
Ellie sat there, concentration plastered on her face. She was sitting on her dark cocoa colored cushion with her notebook placed firmly on her lap. She scribbled away writing her new story while taking sneaky glances at the sexy officer on her flat screen. Ellie looked up and placed the laptop on the silky carpet. She jogged up the stairs and opened her bedroom door. Ellie’s sister-Lillie-had previously called her name and Ellie has chosen to deal with it now. Her sexy pink walls with a mixture of white where the first thing she saw. Then she saw her paper white bunk bed which Lillie was sitting on top of. Toy’s scattered the floor and Ellie walked to the ladder and started climbing up it.
“I want my drink!” Lillie ordered. She still spoke like a baby although she was six. Ellie passed the drink to her sister and waited impatiently while Lillie slurped away.
“Finished yet?” Ellie asked as her sister took a breath. Lillie nodded, pleased with her sisters frustration. “I swear to god you will be the death of me.” Ellie muttered under her breath. She took the empty glass and threw it on her bed. She’d deal with that later. After that Ellie just sat and watched some TV, as usual it was her mums boring soaps. Eastenders was what she was currently watching.
The next thing Ellie knew, it was morning. She was lying on her bed, her duvet scrunched up under thigh; her pillow was covering her face; the mattress cover lay breathless on the floor. Ellie sat up, startled by the sound of a car flying by. She rubbed her eyes furiously and shook her head. “Urgh, what time is it?” she asked herself, looking at her stereo. 6:58, great. Ellie lay back on her bed and closed her eyes. Her body began to sweat and get sticky; it was too hot for sleeping. Automatically, Ellie stood up and walked to the toilet. When she’d finished she jogged down the steps and walking into the kitchen. She crept over to the counter and grabbed the three boxes of pills. Joshua had ADHD and he needed tablets to control his actions.
A couple days later…
Ellie woke up at 8:05 to hearing her sister and brother screaming. Shit, she thought, Joshua hasn’t had his tablets! Her stomach hurt so she sat up, allowing it to rumble. Ellie was looking forward to eating some cereal, mmmm. She darted down the stairs and into the kitchen. Picking out pills from the three bottles. She poured water into a glass cup and walked into the living room. “Morning, here take these,” she said calmly hoping for a polite reply.
“Thanks, I made Lillie her breakfast!”
“Ta,” she whispered before standing up to make breakfast. She slowly walked up to the washing up bowl. Buzz, buzz and buzz. Something was flying around. Ellie looked in the direction of the noise and there was a wasp. Not only was it a wasp but it was the biggest one she’d ever seen. It had bright yellow and dark black colors covering it. She placed her hand over her mouth to stop the scream from startling it. Ellie took slow and steady steps to her downstairs loo. She breathed through her nose. Ellie was petrified of wasps. Last year she had to face that fear when she had a nest in her room.
*flash back*
Hundreds of wasps lay on the floor. Squirming around half dead, sticking their stings in the air. “MUM!” I’d shrieked, “MUM!” My mum had burst through the door, looking horrified as she spotted the amount of wasps. She also has a fear of them.
“Right, get some tissue pick ‘em up and put them down the toilet. They’re half dead so no problem.” Mum announced her solution.
“Aren’t you gonna help me?” I replied and she just shook her head and left me there.
*end of flash back*
Ellie thanks her ma for that. She grabs a colossal amount of tissue paper and sprints to where the wasp is. She squashes it and picks it up. Chucking it in the bin, she lets out a sigh of relief. Lillie storms down the stairs commanding food. Well, she gets it from me; Ellie thought and opened the cupboard. “Mummy said I can have a cereal bar!” Lillie announces to the neighborhood.
“Pick a bar, any bar.” Ellie replies in a mystic voice and Lillie points most healthy one. “You certainly don’t get that from mwa!” Lillie opened the wrapper and shoved the whole thing in her mouth. Then she attempted to say something which sounded like:
“Harry Styles is hot,” Ellie begs to differ.
“Right, you go sit down and watch something and I will clean up.” Lillie had no problem with jumping on the chocolate brown leather sofa and settling down. Ellie had to: carry three duvets and place them neatly on the beds; pick up every bit of manky rubbish; wash the rotten dishes and put them away. On top of that she had to watch her sister like a hawk.
When she had finally accomplished her chores she carried her electronic upstairs to get changed with. She gripped the snow white lid with an almighty yet gentle strength so that there was no way it could fall. She put the charger into the plug and slid the net book under her bed. Ellie’s mum walked through the door to pick out their clothes. Ellie and Lillie share a bedroom before you ask. Lillie was already wearing her vibrant yellow dress with multi-colored butterflies and flowers.
“How ‘bout you wear you leopard print jump suit?” mum asked Ellie who was too busy dancing. Ever since she’d danced in front of 300 people in her school talent show her confidence has grown immensely, “ELLIE!”
“Yeah, huh, what?” Ellie regained reality and answered her ma. “Yeah, whatever.” She paused her music and stripped off her dinosaur PJ’s. She placed her gray, white and hot pink bra on and then her leopard print jump suit on. She wasn’t too keen on it. Once dressed Ellie brushed her teeth and put on a small amount of mascara on. Ellie sat down on her bed and started to read, Faster please (Marcel smut fic)
(Dedication to Sweetestgum)
When she’d finally finished it she closed her net book and began dancing again. To the song: Mansion by Calvin Harris. Ellie loves all the music people like: Daft punk, Calvin Harris, Chase & Status and DJ fresh. She switched off the music and ran down stairs where she just watched the television. Then her hair dresser, Stacey, and her daughter, Georgia knocked on the door.
“I’ll get it!” Lillie hollered and she unlocked the door. Georgia liked to be called George for she is a bit of a tomboy. She was wearing a deep purple puma jumper and black skinny jeans. She had black converses on and a grey cap too. George needed glasses and so she chose to wear those massive ones. George pulled out her phone that had a purple case and started texting. Ellie couldn’t help but feel awkward as she felt George’s eyes burn through her. Desperate for a distraction, Ellie got up and walked to where her phone was lying breathlessly. She switched it on and was angered to know she had no new messages.
When her hair dresser Stacey had finally finished, Ellie went on YouTube to search up this band that George had told her about.
“You should search up: You me at six. They are awesome!” she had exclaimed. In actually fact Ellie loves them.
“Don’t you feel bad? Don’t you feel bad?” the only song she had listened to was lover boy. Ellie finished eating her pepperoni pizza and biscuits (a bad combination) and began watching the bill. The thunder rumbled low and roughly but no lightening flashed.
~Joshua’s Pov~
I wish Ellie would shut up with her music blaring. Worse than that she is using my Calvin Harris CD which I didn’t give her permission to use. Knowing Ellie she probably asked mum and knowing mum she probably gave into that angelic voice. She can’t sing but Ellie has a way with words. Any way I can’t hear Jordan, my mate, over that music. “Huh? Jordan, say that again!”
“God sake what is that music?”
“My bloody sister,” I replied with an annoying edge in my voice.
“Okay she must love music, anyway back to the game.” Jordan ordered and we continued to play Black ops.
Eventually Ellie turned off her music and I could talk to Jordan in peace. After about half an hour my mum called me for my dinner and I told her I’d be down in a minute. I sprinted down the stairs and grabbed my plate. On my black china plate was a slice of tuna quiche and a handful of baked beans. Not my cup of tea really. I quickly gulped it down and carried on playing Black ops.
After about five hours of playing I heard my mum scuttle up the stairs. “Josh! Josh! Joshua!” she hollered. “Our TV is broken so good luck in the morning!”
“Are you fucking kidding me? No not you Jordan, hold on. Mum are you being serious?” she smirked and nodded her head. I sighed and slammed the door shut. “Jordan, I’m back.” I announced and we carried on playing.
“So how old is your sister?” Liam questioned, butting in with the conversation.
“Eleven, why?”
“No reason I was just curious meet you at the shed in five.” That confused me a little but I carried on.
~Ellie’s pov~
Dear diary,
Urgh! Why can’t I just get some alone time?
I mean I ask my mother for permission to have my music blaring and she says yes, and about five minutes after my sister starts crying ‘because it’s too loud! I mean if she doesn’t like it then she can go somewhere else, so I have to turn it off and I’m stuck playing stupid plastic babies with Lillie.
“Waa, waa, oh looks like baby is crying, I’ll go feed her with a bottle!” she cry’s with the stupidest voice ever.
~few hours later~
Lillie has finally let me put on my music and do a bit of dancing. I still have five minutes though. So I pretend to drop my baby, coincidentally if was down a cliff to.
“Oopsies Lillie, I killed my baby, looks like I can dance now.” She frowned and nodded as I turned on my stereo. I put on track 3 which was Florence + the machine- Spectrum. So I’ll talk to you later. Bye
~half an hour later~
I am absolutely shattered.
Dancing with such strength can almost kill you. Oh well, so my mum told me it was time for dinner and I texted my order to her.
I’ll have a chicken and ketchup sandwich with a cheese string and a packet of rolo’s.
In your dreams bitch! Never the less, she still made me what I ordered. I know that a chicken and tomato ketchup sandwich sounds ‘yucky’ but it’s well nice! When I finished eating I put Lillie to bed and went to watch TV in my mum’s room. Firstly we watched Home and away and now we are currently watching Eastenders. I actually find mum’s late night soaps quite fascinating, burn on Bianca. I was daydreaming when I remembered the past weekend.
“Yay I can’t wait to go Wicksteed, uhuh oh yeah! Lol!” Nina was off her head with excitement. On the other hand, Ellie was biting her bottom lip for she had a huge fear of roller coasters. She’d have nightmare and all sorts they just didn’t appeal to her.
“I’m glad you’re excited Nina, you too Amelia and Lucy. Whereas me, I’m going to die today.” Ellie started to panick and before she knew it, she was hyperventilating.
“We’re here girlies!” Amelia’s mum-Caroline-exclaimed as Ellie took deep breaths.
“Yay!” she whispered as she placed her coat on and stepped out the car.
After about 10 minutes they were allowed to go on their first ride. “’bout the umbrellas?” Lucy suggested.
“Yeah, seems safe, don’t it Ellie?” teased Nina.
“No! We will sit on it and die!” Amelia said sarcastically.
“Shut up Amelia, she wasn’t even talking to you. Come on.” Ellie sighed and began walking to the log flume. She’d always hated these but she had to prove her friends wrong. They queued up for about ten minutes and then it was their turn. The boat rocked under the gentle waves as they reached their way to the told. Seconds before sliding down Ellie wrapped her hands around Nina and ducked her head down.
“Jekk jogħġbok let me ħajjin, jekk jogħġbok let me ħajjin, jekk jogħġbok.” She whispered. In the end, Ellie enjoyed it. The next ride she went on was the pirate ship. She love’s these; ever since she went to Twinlakes about a year ago or two they have become her favorite ride.
When they eventually got back to Amelia’s house they changed into their swimming costumes for they were using the swimming pool and water slide.
The next morning Ellie woke up to Lucy’s hand on her face. She laughed and carefully, slowly, removed it.
At about 9:30 Amelia’s mum came in and offered them breakfast. Ellie sighed and wanted to get out of the awkwardness. She wished to go home.
Everything was fine with mum then, but now, some thing’s gone wrong. Mum had just come back from getting me a new TV. Great! But it’s not how we wanted it and it’s a pain to set up. My mum began to get impatient and soon started chucking things at me, first a scart lead and them some toys. She started yelling abuse to me: “You’re fucking useless Ellie! You never help; when I say you can go out with your friends you promise me every time that this wouldn’t happen! Say something you bitch!” then she whacked me around my face. I got chocked up, and tears threatened to spill. Why should I hide them? Shouldn’t this abusive woman see what she’d done to me? I let them fall down my face. Something licked in me then and my blood began to boil.
“You always blame it on me, don’t you?! I mean it’s never Lillie you whack, or yell a fuck load of abuse! No! It’s always my blame. It’s Lillie’s fault, if she gets hurt or anything you blame us! Have you ever thought about someone else except you or her? It’s highly doubtable ain’t it? You always call me just like my father, well I actually think that his evil ways have rubbed off on you. take I don’t wanna hear you’re crap load of excuses just fuck off.” My anger had drained and I closed my eyes. My finger pointed to the door as my exploded again, obviously not finished with her tantrum.
“I do everything for you! I’m canceling that fucking sleep over, you can fuck this TV and fuck your friends too!” and with that, she walked out the door with Lillie following her, a smirk on her face.
I lay on my bed, sobbing my broken heart out, for half an hour. I think, maybe more. My mum continuously yelled words at me but I wasn’t thinking straight. As I sat up and wiped my eyes, blew my nose and opened up my electrical devise. I typed my password in a rush and clicked onto YouTube. In a blur, I pressed the keys that spelled out: Don’t let me go Harry Styles, and pressed enter. She ordered me down stairs ten minutes after that, forcing me to eat. Eventually I gave up and had half a slice of toast. All this crying and pain made me lose my appetite. I shoved it down my throat and went for a drink of water. I gulped that down and ran upstairs. My legs getting tired after the first few. I collapsed at the top of the landing and began to sob. Suddenly, I felt someone’s big warm biceps around me and I immediately opened my eyes. I turned ‘round and there he was. My imaginary friend Emmett. I knew that he wasn’t real for I had made him up in my mind. Well technically Stephanie Meyer had but who cares? He stood up and held out his huge hand. I took it, forgetting the facts and hugged him. This is impossible, I made him up but I could smell his blossom scent; I could feel those abs and he felt like a father to me.
I sat on my bed for ages, talking to Emmett and telling him everything. But, sadly, eventually he faded away and I no longer needed him.
“Wait Emmett,” I shouted desperately, “before you go…” I finished my sentence by kissing Emmett but he was gone by time I pulled back.
I changed into my pajamas but while I slipped out of my trousers I felt like someone was watching me. The clothes that I just took off somehow made their way back on my body and I gripped my PJ’s tightly as I walked into the bathroom.
When I came back into my room from changing, everywhere was wrecked. Tears trickled down my face as I desperately attempted to tidy up. But everything went straight through my hands. I lay on my back and finally, the room becomes dark.
* * *
When I wake up again I let out a loud groan. I’m in my bed with my teddy bear tucked besides me. It’s drenched in salty tears which are still stained to my face. I don’t remember much, only moving to the bathroom for some reason. I check my watch and it ten to six at night. I close my eyes, demanding sleep but it doesn’t come. I sigh and lay helpless on the bed, getting hot and feeling nothing.
I hope these facts are correct, please comment if you beg to differ.
Present written in the past,
Ellie sat there, concentration plastered on her face. She was sitting on her dark cocoa colored cushion with her notebook placed firmly on her lap. She scribbled away writing her new story while taking sneaky glances at the sexy officer on her flat screen. Ellie looked up and placed the laptop on the silky carpet. She jogged up the stairs and opened her bedroom door. Ellie’s sister-Lillie-had previously called her name and Ellie has chosen to deal with it now. Her sexy pink walls with a mixture of white where the first thing she saw. Then she saw her paper white bunk bed which Lillie was sitting on top of. Toy’s scattered the floor and Ellie walked to the ladder and started climbing up it.
“I want my drink!” Lillie ordered. She still spoke like a baby although she was six. Ellie passed the drink to her sister and waited impatiently while Lillie slurped away.
“Finished yet?” Ellie asked as her sister took a breath. Lillie nodded, pleased with her sisters frustration. “I swear to god you will be the death of me.” Ellie muttered under her breath. She took the empty glass and threw it on her bed. She’d deal with that later. After that Ellie just sat and watched some TV, as usual it was her mums boring soaps. Eastenders was what she was currently watching.
The next thing Ellie knew, it was morning. She was lying on her bed, her duvet scrunched up under thigh; her pillow was covering her face; the mattress cover lay breathless on the floor. Ellie sat up, startled by the sound of a car flying by. She rubbed her eyes furiously and shook her head. “Urgh, what time is it?” she asked herself, looking at her stereo. 6:58, great. Ellie lay back on her bed and closed her eyes. Her body began to sweat and get sticky; it was too hot for sleeping. Automatically, Ellie stood up and walked to the toilet. When she’d finished she jogged down the steps and walking into the kitchen. She crept over to the counter and grabbed the three boxes of pills. Joshua had ADHD and he needed tablets to control his actions.
A couple days later…
Ellie woke up at 8:05 to hearing her sister and brother screaming. Shit, she thought, Joshua hasn’t had his tablets! Her stomach hurt so she sat up, allowing it to rumble. Ellie was looking forward to eating some cereal, mmmm. She darted down the stairs and into the kitchen. Picking out pills from the three bottles. She poured water into a glass cup and walked into the living room. “Morning, here take these,” she said calmly hoping for a polite reply.
“Thanks, I made Lillie her breakfast!”
“Ta,” she whispered before standing up to make breakfast. She slowly walked up to the washing up bowl. Buzz, buzz and buzz. Something was flying around. Ellie looked in the direction of the noise and there was a wasp. Not only was it a wasp but it was the biggest one she’d ever seen. It had bright yellow and dark black colors covering it. She placed her hand over her mouth to stop the scream from startling it. Ellie took slow and steady steps to her downstairs loo. She breathed through her nose. Ellie was petrified of wasps. Last year she had to face that fear when she had a nest in her room.
*flash back*
Hundreds of wasps lay on the floor. Squirming around half dead, sticking their stings in the air. “MUM!” I’d shrieked, “MUM!” My mum had burst through the door, looking horrified as she spotted the amount of wasps. She also has a fear of them.
“Right, get some tissue pick ‘em up and put them down the toilet. They’re half dead so no problem.” Mum announced her solution.
“Aren’t you gonna help me?” I replied and she just shook her head and left me there.
*end of flash back*
Ellie thanks her ma for that. She grabs a colossal amount of tissue paper and sprints to where the wasp is. She squashes it and picks it up. Chucking it in the bin, she lets out a sigh of relief. Lillie storms down the stairs commanding food. Well, she gets it from me; Ellie thought and opened the cupboard. “Mummy said I can have a cereal bar!” Lillie announces to the neighborhood.
“Pick a bar, any bar.” Ellie replies in a mystic voice and Lillie points most healthy one. “You certainly don’t get that from mwa!” Lillie opened the wrapper and shoved the whole thing in her mouth. Then she attempted to say something which sounded like:
“Harry Styles is hot,” Ellie begs to differ.
“Right, you go sit down and watch something and I will clean up.” Lillie had no problem with jumping on the chocolate brown leather sofa and settling down. Ellie had to: carry three duvets and place them neatly on the beds; pick up every bit of manky rubbish; wash the rotten dishes and put them away. On top of that she had to watch her sister like a hawk.
When she had finally accomplished her chores she carried her electronic upstairs to get changed with. She gripped the snow white lid with an almighty yet gentle strength so that there was no way it could fall. She put the charger into the plug and slid the net book under her bed. Ellie’s mum walked through the door to pick out their clothes. Ellie and Lillie share a bedroom before you ask. Lillie was already wearing her vibrant yellow dress with multi-colored butterflies and flowers.
“How ‘bout you wear you leopard print jump suit?” mum asked Ellie who was too busy dancing. Ever since she’d danced in front of 300 people in her school talent show her confidence has grown immensely, “ELLIE!”
“Yeah, huh, what?” Ellie regained reality and answered her ma. “Yeah, whatever.” She paused her music and stripped off her dinosaur PJ’s. She placed her gray, white and hot pink bra on and then her leopard print jump suit on. She wasn’t too keen on it. Once dressed Ellie brushed her teeth and put on a small amount of mascara on. Ellie sat down on her bed and started to read, Faster please (Marcel smut fic)
(Dedication to Sweetestgum)
When she’d finally finished it she closed her net book and began dancing again. To the song: Mansion by Calvin Harris. Ellie loves all the music people like: Daft punk, Calvin Harris, Chase & Status and DJ fresh. She switched off the music and ran down stairs where she just watched the television. Then her hair dresser, Stacey, and her daughter, Georgia knocked on the door.
“I’ll get it!” Lillie hollered and she unlocked the door. Georgia liked to be called George for she is a bit of a tomboy. She was wearing a deep purple puma jumper and black skinny jeans. She had black converses on and a grey cap too. George needed glasses and so she chose to wear those massive ones. George pulled out her phone that had a purple case and started texting. Ellie couldn’t help but feel awkward as she felt George’s eyes burn through her. Desperate for a distraction, Ellie got up and walked to where her phone was lying breathlessly. She switched it on and was angered to know she had no new messages.
When her hair dresser Stacey had finally finished, Ellie went on YouTube to search up this band that George had told her about.
“You should search up: You me at six. They are awesome!” she had exclaimed. In actually fact Ellie loves them.
“Don’t you feel bad? Don’t you feel bad?” the only song she had listened to was lover boy. Ellie finished eating her pepperoni pizza and biscuits (a bad combination) and began watching the bill. The thunder rumbled low and roughly but no lightening flashed.
~Joshua’s Pov~
I wish Ellie would shut up with her music blaring. Worse than that she is using my Calvin Harris CD which I didn’t give her permission to use. Knowing Ellie she probably asked mum and knowing mum she probably gave into that angelic voice. She can’t sing but Ellie has a way with words. Any way I can’t hear Jordan, my mate, over that music. “Huh? Jordan, say that again!”
“God sake what is that music?”
“My bloody sister,” I replied with an annoying edge in my voice.
“Okay she must love music, anyway back to the game.” Jordan ordered and we continued to play Black ops.
Eventually Ellie turned off her music and I could talk to Jordan in peace. After about half an hour my mum called me for my dinner and I told her I’d be down in a minute. I sprinted down the stairs and grabbed my plate. On my black china plate was a slice of tuna quiche and a handful of baked beans. Not my cup of tea really. I quickly gulped it down and carried on playing Black ops.
After about five hours of playing I heard my mum scuttle up the stairs. “Josh! Josh! Joshua!” she hollered. “Our TV is broken so good luck in the morning!”
“Are you fucking kidding me? No not you Jordan, hold on. Mum are you being serious?” she smirked and nodded her head. I sighed and slammed the door shut. “Jordan, I’m back.” I announced and we carried on playing.
“So how old is your sister?” Liam questioned, butting in with the conversation.
“Eleven, why?”
“No reason I was just curious meet you at the shed in five.” That confused me a little but I carried on.
~Ellie’s pov~
Dear diary,
Urgh! Why can’t I just get some alone time?
I mean I ask my mother for permission to have my music blaring and she says yes, and about five minutes after my sister starts crying ‘because it’s too loud! I mean if she doesn’t like it then she can go somewhere else, so I have to turn it off and I’m stuck playing stupid plastic babies with Lillie.
“Waa, waa, oh looks like baby is crying, I’ll go feed her with a bottle!” she cry’s with the stupidest voice ever.
~few hours later~
Lillie has finally let me put on my music and do a bit of dancing. I still have five minutes though. So I pretend to drop my baby, coincidentally if was down a cliff to.
“Oopsies Lillie, I killed my baby, looks like I can dance now.” She frowned and nodded as I turned on my stereo. I put on track 3 which was Florence + the machine- Spectrum. So I’ll talk to you later. Bye
~half an hour later~
I am absolutely shattered.
Dancing with such strength can almost kill you. Oh well, so my mum told me it was time for dinner and I texted my order to her.
I’ll have a chicken and ketchup sandwich with a cheese string and a packet of rolo’s.
In your dreams bitch! Never the less, she still made me what I ordered. I know that a chicken and tomato ketchup sandwich sounds ‘yucky’ but it’s well nice! When I finished eating I put Lillie to bed and went to watch TV in my mum’s room. Firstly we watched Home and away and now we are currently watching Eastenders. I actually find mum’s late night soaps quite fascinating, burn on Bianca. I was daydreaming when I remembered the past weekend.
“Yay I can’t wait to go Wicksteed, uhuh oh yeah! Lol!” Nina was off her head with excitement. On the other hand, Ellie was biting her bottom lip for she had a huge fear of roller coasters. She’d have nightmare and all sorts they just didn’t appeal to her.
“I’m glad you’re excited Nina, you too Amelia and Lucy. Whereas me, I’m going to die today.” Ellie started to panick and before she knew it, she was hyperventilating.
“We’re here girlies!” Amelia’s mum-Caroline-exclaimed as Ellie took deep breaths.
“Yay!” she whispered as she placed her coat on and stepped out the car.
After about 10 minutes they were allowed to go on their first ride. “’bout the umbrellas?” Lucy suggested.
“Yeah, seems safe, don’t it Ellie?” teased Nina.
“No! We will sit on it and die!” Amelia said sarcastically.
“Shut up Amelia, she wasn’t even talking to you. Come on.” Ellie sighed and began walking to the log flume. She’d always hated these but she had to prove her friends wrong. They queued up for about ten minutes and then it was their turn. The boat rocked under the gentle waves as they reached their way to the told. Seconds before sliding down Ellie wrapped her hands around Nina and ducked her head down.
“Jekk jogħġbok let me ħajjin, jekk jogħġbok let me ħajjin, jekk jogħġbok.” She whispered. In the end, Ellie enjoyed it. The next ride she went on was the pirate ship. She love’s these; ever since she went to Twinlakes about a year ago or two they have become her favorite ride.
When they eventually got back to Amelia’s house they changed into their swimming costumes for they were using the swimming pool and water slide.
The next morning Ellie woke up to Lucy’s hand on her face. She laughed and carefully, slowly, removed it.
At about 9:30 Amelia’s mum came in and offered them breakfast. Ellie sighed and wanted to get out of the awkwardness. She wished to go home.
Everything was fine with mum then, but now, some thing’s gone wrong. Mum had just come back from getting me a new TV. Great! But it’s not how we wanted it and it’s a pain to set up. My mum began to get impatient and soon started chucking things at me, first a scart lead and them some toys. She started yelling abuse to me: “You’re fucking useless Ellie! You never help; when I say you can go out with your friends you promise me every time that this wouldn’t happen! Say something you bitch!” then she whacked me around my face. I got chocked up, and tears threatened to spill. Why should I hide them? Shouldn’t this abusive woman see what she’d done to me? I let them fall down my face. Something licked in me then and my blood began to boil.
“You always blame it on me, don’t you?! I mean it’s never Lillie you whack, or yell a fuck load of abuse! No! It’s always my blame. It’s Lillie’s fault, if she gets hurt or anything you blame us! Have you ever thought about someone else except you or her? It’s highly doubtable ain’t it? You always call me just like my father, well I actually think that his evil ways have rubbed off on you. take I don’t wanna hear you’re crap load of excuses just fuck off.” My anger had drained and I closed my eyes. My finger pointed to the door as my exploded again, obviously not finished with her tantrum.
“I do everything for you! I’m canceling that fucking sleep over, you can fuck this TV and fuck your friends too!” and with that, she walked out the door with Lillie following her, a smirk on her face.
I lay on my bed, sobbing my broken heart out, for half an hour. I think, maybe more. My mum continuously yelled words at me but I wasn’t thinking straight. As I sat up and wiped my eyes, blew my nose and opened up my electrical devise. I typed my password in a rush and clicked onto YouTube. In a blur, I pressed the keys that spelled out: Don’t let me go Harry Styles, and pressed enter. She ordered me down stairs ten minutes after that, forcing me to eat. Eventually I gave up and had half a slice of toast. All this crying and pain made me lose my appetite. I shoved it down my throat and went for a drink of water. I gulped that down and ran upstairs. My legs getting tired after the first few. I collapsed at the top of the landing and began to sob. Suddenly, I felt someone’s big warm biceps around me and I immediately opened my eyes. I turned ‘round and there he was. My imaginary friend Emmett. I knew that he wasn’t real for I had made him up in my mind. Well technically Stephanie Meyer had but who cares? He stood up and held out his huge hand. I took it, forgetting the facts and hugged him. This is impossible, I made him up but I could smell his blossom scent; I could feel those abs and he felt like a father to me.
I sat on my bed for ages, talking to Emmett and telling him everything. But, sadly, eventually he faded away and I no longer needed him.
“Wait Emmett,” I shouted desperately, “before you go…” I finished my sentence by kissing Emmett but he was gone by time I pulled back.
I changed into my pajamas but while I slipped out of my trousers I felt like someone was watching me. The clothes that I just took off somehow made their way back on my body and I gripped my PJ’s tightly as I walked into the bathroom.
When I came back into my room from changing, everywhere was wrecked. Tears trickled down my face as I desperately attempted to tidy up. But everything went straight through my hands. I lay on my back and finally, the room becomes dark.
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When I wake up again I let out a loud groan. I’m in my bed with my teddy bear tucked besides me. It’s drenched in salty tears which are still stained to my face. I don’t remember much, only moving to the bathroom for some reason. I check my watch and it ten to six at night. I close my eyes, demanding sleep but it doesn’t come. I sigh and lay helpless on the bed, getting hot and feeling nothing.
10/6/13