How could life get any worse ? I'm moving in with dad's girlfriend and now we have to act all happy family ..... I think I'm going to puke.
So after I placed my last photograph of what resembled a happy life, I collapsed onto my bed and just scrolled through twitter.
" Erin dinners ready ! " dad yelled from downstairs
" coming ! " I yelled back so he wouldn't keep calling my name.
Slipped my phone into my pocket and I lazily made my way down to the dinning table. I picked up my plate and was about to walk off until a voice stopped me.
" Erin, you're sitting at the table tonight" my dad said in a stern voice
I rolled my eyes and slumped into my chair. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and started going through twitter again.
" Erin for Christ sakes no phones at the table" dad said clearly getting annoyed
" errr " I huffed and put it back into my pocket. I lifted my fork and stared at the plate.
"Eat your dinner Erin " dad said clearly giving me a warning
" I'm not hungry " I said starting to get off the chair until dad's voice boomed frightening her children.
" I'm sick of this attitude Erin , what's wrong with you ? " dad said questioning me
" what's wrong with me ?" I nearly chuckled to myself " you're asking the wrong questions , what's wrong with you ? " I said getting more pissed by the second
" Erin don't star-" dad started until I cut him off
" no , you want to bring this up now , then bring it. The only thing wrong with me is my family" I started then continued after a sigh
" you just don't understand how hard it is for me to just be brought up in a completely different family, I don't even know what family is anymore and clearly you don't either " I said then stomped up to my room.
I slammed the door behind me and collapsed onto my bed. I face planted into a pillow and let out an agitated growl.
" this is so complicated " I sighed grabbing the ends of my hair.
I decided that I needed some fresh air to hopefully change my mood. I changed into an over sized jumper, sweat pants and ugg boots. I pulled my hair into a messy bun and put my ear phones in.
I walked down the stairs towards the front door ignoring everyone, even though I could clearly see dad was trying to talk to me. I didn't even know where I was going, just anywhere but here.
The cool night air definitely makes a difference to my mood. The fog making my skin slightly moist and making me feel alive and awake.
I was just walking along the gutter until I saw an empty park ahead. I decided because I have nothing better to do I would just go sit on the swing or something for awhile just to pass time.
I sat on the swing slightly swaying back and forth whilst listening to my music. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe in and when I opened them I saw a dark figure coming this way.
I started freaking out and just plainly couldn't think straight so I pretended to look as if I didn't see him or her or whatever.
I saw them getting closer through the corner of my eye until I saw two feet in front of me. This was it, this is how I'm going to die.
I slowly lifted my head not wanting 'it' to kill me. As my eyes traveled up the quite masculine body I could tell 'it' was a male.
I kept going until my eyes landed on his. He smirked then started talking but I couldn't hear. I then realised my earphones were in so I slipped them both off slowly.
" s-sorry ? " I stuttered , oh my gosh could I be more embarrassing
" I said I've never seen you around here before, girls shouldn't be out here at this time of night " he said looking around then his eyes landed back on me.
" what's your name ? " he questioned
" Erin , Erin Lottie yours ?" I asked practically face palming myself for pulling a James Bond.
He chuckled the continued " I'm Justin, Justin Bieber "