Well I was sitting in the living room of our so called 'house', I would call it a mansion, but my dad won't call it that, I don't know why he just don't want us to call it that.
I was sitting in the living room watching Spongebob. What you can never get to old watching Spongebob Squarepants. "Of my god Patrick you're soooo dumb!" I said, because, well he is dumb. I don't know why I said it out loud though.
I'm sitting here, watching the best tv show all time.. And then the f*****g phone rings. "Aaaarrrgg!" I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't. What if it was something important? I ran to the phone and picked it up. "Hello?" "Hello. This is the London Hospital (I know it's not a real hospital). Am I talking to the Cowell family?" The woman on the other line said. "Yes. My name is Ashley Cowell, what can I help you with?" I asked politely. Sometimes you just have to be polite so people won't judge you. It happened to me. "I'm calling because Lauren Cowell has been in a car accident, and I'm sorry to say that she didn't make it." "What?" I whispered, but not loud enough for her to hear. "Miss? Miss are you there?" I hang up and was thinking about what I just have been told. Is my mom dead? No! She can be! But why would they lie?
I had to tell my dad and I don't care he's at the studio! I have to tell him! I didn't even bother to change before I was out the door and in my car.
I can say that I drove above the speed limit, but I didn't care. 'I have to tell him!' Was all that went trough my mind. And I think I heard a couple sirens, but you know YOLO! And on the second hand I had a good reason.
Soon I arrived at the studio and I stormed inside. I didn't cry. I haven't cried since my sister died, and from that day I promised myself I would never cry again, because the tears will just remind me of her.
"Hello ms. Cowell. Long time no seen," the receptionist said. I ignored her. I ran to the elevator and pressed the 'up' button. Fuck this elevator is slow. I kicked the wall, and the doors opened. Hmm maybe it does help to kick things sometimes. I pressed button number 14. I hat waiting. Elevators are so slow. Why didn't I take the stairs?!
I heard a 'ding' and there was my signal to get the hell out from here. I stormed to my dad's office. "Ms. Cowell you ca-" "shut up!" I snapped. I ran into his office and saw that he had a meeting, but it wasn't a meeting with anybody. It was a meeting with my biggest nightmare from all time.
Ugh! Why couldn't it be AC/DC or something?!
Maybe they didn't hear me? Of course they heard you! You ran inside his office and slammed the door shut afterwards! Sorry.. My bad!
Why am I talking with my own mind?
"Ash? What are you doing here? And can't you see that I have a meeting?" "Yes dad I can see you have a meeting, but this is much more important." I said as I tried to sound as calm as possible.
"Wow, wow, wow, what can be more important than One Direction?" Some boy with blond hair and really blue eyes said. "Everything!" I snapped. I really hated them. "Niall shut up!" My dad hissed. Haha.. Bitch. "And you too Ashley!" Wait what? "What did you want Ash?" "It's mom.." "Yes? What's about her?" He asked impatiently. "Can we talk in private?" No. You can say it here, or else you have to wait till I come home"
Why does he have to be so goddamn stubborn?! I could feel my blood slowly starting to boil. "Fine! Mom is dead! I told you! Are you happy now?!" He was taken a back of my tone and the things I was telling him. "What?" Really dad.. Really?
"Mom. Is. Dead." I said trying to calm myself down. "But how?" "She died in a car accident on her way home from work." I could see the tears treading to spill from his eyes, so I walked to his desk behind it where he sat and just hugged him. It was nice with some silence.
I guess I forgot that the *cough* gay *cough* boys still sat there, until curly had to ruin it all. "Oh god.. Uncle Simon we're really sorry to hear that," he said with care in his voice. "Shut up" I murmured, but it seems like he heard me. "Excuse me? What did you say?" I sighed, with my blood starting to boil. "I said: SHUT UP! I just lost my mom and he just lost his wife, and all we need right now is silence. Can't you see that? So will you and your gay band pleas step out from this office so me and my dad can have some silence?!" I practically yelled at him. I can see he was surprised, but that's not my problem.
"Gay band?" I could hear could hear someone whisper, but I didn't care. I just ignored them and kept my focus on my dad.
It seems like they didn't want to obey my orders about leaving the office, so it have to be me AND my dad. "Come on dad. We should go home, you can't work after I've told this." He didn't argue, so he just simply nodded and took my hand. We stood up. "Gay band this meeting is over, you have to see my dad another time," and with that we walked out. I explained everything to the secretary and I apologized for snapping at her.
We took my car home. We didn't talk. I guess we both were thinking about mom and what we've been told.. We came home and we just sat on the couch. It was just silence. And more silence. There was only one thing in this house and that was silence.
I couldn't take it anymore and went up the stairs to my room. When I came to my room I fell on my bed with my face first. I think I didn't realize I've been tired because the next thing I know is that I'm slowly drifting off to sleep, and the last thing I was thinking about was my mom..
Goodnight mom.. I hope you will be happy in heaven..
I hope you liked my first chapter! Because I didn't! Haha.. If there are any wrong grammar then it's because I'm from Denmark;) I hope you'll enjoy:)
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I love you all and stay beautiful!
Xenia K. Xx