Kyle dropped me off that night and left Daisy to her family, who was grieving the loss of her granddad. I won't hear from Daisy all weekend, but she said she'll come out for my 18th birthday next weekend. I talked to her, explaining that she doesn't have to come out, but she insisted coming, wanting a girly day out. I was sat in my bedroom, sprawled in my wheel chair, looking at the ceiling. I've sat there, looking for jobs, but they all seem to be 'Managers Wanted' and they wonder why so many people are jobless or don't have experience because no one will employ. I inhaled deeply, trying to calm down. Looking at my phone for the time, it was 17:23pm as well as noticing a message from Cherie. I wondered what she was after.
'Hey Hollie, how are you? I'm sorry to hear about Daisy's granddad. I feel selfish for not being there when she has been there for us.'
I knew what she meant. Daisy has been there for us, thick and thin and for Cherrie to not be there, is making her depressed since she knew Daisy since primary school.
'Hey Cherie, I'm okay. Listen, she will be fine with it. It's not like any of us knew what was going to happen. It was one of those things.'
'Yeah, I guess so. I hope she knows were all here for her. Anyway I was wondering where we shall go for your birthday.'
I looked up, staring into space, focusing to what night clubs I would like to go to celebrate. I returned to my phone and noted I was thinking for a good five minutes.
'She does, don’t worry. Well, I was hoping we'll go out to Empire? I know you'd like a different place to go, but I want to go there, then I'll start going to different places okay? You can tell me which place I should go and what to avoid, since the north east is covered with chavs and night clubs are getting invaded with more of them. Uh.'
I could imagine Cherie sigh at the other side of the phone. Typical. I giggled to myself, thinking about that, while she was pulling a face.
'Okay, but we can go to Walkabout or Llyods bar another time? Please?'
'Yeah that's fine. No problem.'
'Cool beans! Right see you Monday, my munchkin! Xx'
I shook my head, thinking how time flies since she has called me that since early days from secondary school. I frowned, knowing were all growing up too fast. I wish I was young again; those days were much easier. I heard a strange grumble, realising it was my stomach. Noticing it was 17:53pm, I left my bedroom and went to the kitchen to have my pizza; BBQ chicken flavour. Putting it into the oven, I heard the front door go and being aware, I knew it was my mother, returning from work.
"Hey hunnie, I'm home!"
My mother and I have a fun loving conversation so for her to say that, didn't make me confused. I just laughed. Ever since my parents got divorced, my mother was trying her best to give my sister and myself the best life we could ask for and didn't want to let us down. I have told her many times to stop doing that and live her life, but she refuses to listen. I see my dad, every other month, whereas my sister sees him monthly and gives us the details to what is happening on that side of the family, which seemed to be falling apart.
"Hey mam, I'm in the kitchen! Want a coffee making or wine pouring out for you?"
My mam came into the kitchen with plenty of plastic bags and placed them on top of the counter and I had to double take on how countless bags there was. Did she buy the whole shop or something? I just laughed at that thought, which I gained a strange looked from my mam. She shook her head. I often ask my mam if she would like to have a wine or a cup of coffee after a stressed day at work. For some reason, I am the drink maker or pourer in the household.
“Oh since you’re offering, I’ll have a wine then. How was your day, sweetheart?”
I put the wine glass to one side and sighed. Turning around to face my mother, I gave her sad eyes. She noticed this and gave me a questioning look.
“What’s wrong?” she wondered, taking a step forward near me, cautious to what I might do next. I suddenly felt tears, streaming down my face, when my mother suddenly came up to me and gave me a surprise hug.
“Hollie, what’s happened?”
I took myself out from my mother’s hug and replied, “Its Daisy’s granddad; he died earlier this afternoon. Kyle and I went to James Cook hospital. He died about quarter to three. We both stayed there until four...”
My mam was stunned at the news. She rested her back against the counter beside me, trying to hold her up, “But how did he die? I mean, what caused it? I thought he was such a healthy man for his age. I thought he would have lived until he was in his 70’s,” she said, almost whispering. She was staring into space, showing grief on her face.
“Honestly, I don’t know, they are trying to find out as we speak. We left before we heard anything. Daisy rang me to say he collapsed and that was it. I think won’t be would be finding out anytime soon until Monday. She also told me she’s still going out with me next weekend, even though I said it’s totally understandable that she can’t make it, but she insisted on going.”
My mam turned to her right, so she was looking directly at me.
“She just wants to be with her friends at the moment. If you were in her shoes, would you want to mope about or try and move on with life?”
Thinking about it, I knew she was right. If anything happened to my family, I would want to move on with my life, be strong for both my family and friends.
“But be there for her; she may want to be with her family at this time, but she needs her friends the most.”
I nodded, understanding that what she said was important. I gave my mother a warm hug, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome sweetheart. Now, let’s have tea! I’m starving!”
I laughed her. She won’t ever change.
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