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Chapter 5 Five

Word Count: 1355    |    Released on: 29/04/2023

better but I also have to make his bed, do all the dirty dishes for a month and wash the toilet for a month too. I still

a, I still have Xavier to come face at home. I will have to do whatever he tells me

ried to My stepfather, getting to talk to me had been no hope at all. Unless I get into trouble with

d but it went too far. Way bigger than what I can take because for sure, mom would ground me which will stop me from watc

th. I had to live a whole month with no Anime, no music, and NO PHONE TOO!!! It was just me and Xavier. The go

ting for me. I just couldn't get myself to stand up, face school work,

of me but I still refuse to get up. It could be they might return late or a

s like they were rolling something or something was rol

wake but still keep your lazy butt on the bed just know we would b

o mo

I was only putting on my jumper and pajamas short

lling Xavier a list of things to do and tha

all dressed in one of her best dre

that she was just kidding and it is a prank to get me off the bed. Her face was se

when we had dinner. I should have noticed something was wrong when she made sp

sure she never expected it as she lose balance an

lps Mum and me to our feet with a wei

ing mum, my hands wrap tightly around her

idea I was shedding tears until I sniffed aga

ll, my agreement with Xavier is another hell, and the fact t

eft Mum and

other strange sign because Mum has her own car. Normally she prefers to go elsewhere with

nds could barely wrap around him before he turned arou

y eyes and the cutest pout I co

and bent a little "If Xavier tries any of his pranks on yo

although she had no idea what we were talkin

said to me "I know how much you spend on candy and I

me the money instead of Xavier when Dad pinched me. Instantly I knew he would

to my mum and hugged her again. Deep down I really wha

d then walk to kiss my Dad too "Bu

one as it looks from the front. It initially belongs to my grandmother, she had lived here in Los Angeles when

ar. Not that have ever missed her for real when we see literally every day and hardly talk. Not even a mother-to-daughter talk when

oing to be out was all I want as I slowly walked back into the house. With the c

walk faster, I noticed he did the same and withou

he hard pavement of our house

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