Fucked up (1D)

The 17 year old Mary Jane Moore, lives a normal life - until on her 17th birthday, where her loving parents tragically dies in a car accident. The young man behind the opposing car survives - but he is no ordinary boy. What will happen when Mary Jane is forced to meet the "killer" of her parents? And what will happen to her after her parents death?


5. Conversation

"India was AMAZING!" she said. Her voice was ringing in the apartment, and I was smiling all over my face. She took another mouthfull from her peanutbutter-ice cream bucket, and passed it to me. I stuck my spoon in the brownish cold, and took a scoop.

"The whole atmosphere was just awesome! The people were sweet, the weather sunny, and the food spicy. Just my kind of country, eh?" she said and laughed. I put the icecream to my lips, and let the salty-sweet flavour flood my mouth. She laughed at me, as she saw my facial expression.

"I know, right? Just like the old days." she said, and took the jar away from me, and put it on the table. I put my lip out to simulate that I was sad, but blew it when I smiled. Butterflies filled my stomach, as I looked at my beloved cousin.

"So... Janie. How've you been these days?" she asked, now looking seriously broken. I looked away, as my eyes went blank, and I suddenly felt like I wanted a drink.

"Let's not... talk about t-t-tha-at." I said, stuttering, and my voice shaking. Her eyes was looking from me, to her fingers, to Big Ben standing tall in the background, lights filling it, lighting up the night. I had a total urge to take something, or drink something. But I couldn't say anything. Even though I could trust Kylie, she wouldn't let me hurt myself like that.

"Before we change the subject... it's their funeral tomorrow. My mother arranged it - with a bit of begging, and pleasing, she went along." she sniffled, and tried to look me in the eyes. Ella (My aunt) and my mother had never gotten along, and they hated eachother like pest. Kylie and I had met up secretly in the park, eating Peanutbutter Icecream, and talking about everything. Even though our moms eventually found out, and they forbid us to see eachother, we both forgave them. But of course, we kept meeting up secretly. I was numb, and all the happy feelings from before were gone with the wind. My body was tense, and I could feel Kylie shaking a bit. Her face was blank, and all I wanted to do was go hide in my corner, with a bottle of whisky and a lane of coke. She stood up.

"Can I sleep here?" she asked. I nodded, and stood up, walking to my room.

"You can use the guest room. The bed is a fold-out." I said. I heard Kylie open a door behind me, and closing it again. I opened my white door, and entered the neat room.

"And thanks for cleaning everything!" I yelled through the wall. I heard her laugh, and say a quick "your welcome." Before falling into my bed, and my world went dark, once again. But this time, it wasn't unconciousness from bad causes. Today, it was actually from being tired.

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