Tylor’s POV
‘Hello mum?’ I say into the phone.
‘Where the fuck are you? You’ve been gone a whole week! I have been texting and calling you! I thought you were dead!’ She yells.
‘No mum, my phone was the thing that was dead.’ I say.
‘Well where are you? I’m coming to pick you up.’
‘No you’re not!’ I yell. Everyone in the room turns to look at me.
‘Yes I am. Now tell me where you are.’
‘No!’
‘Young lady tell me where you are or when you get home you’re grounded!’
‘You can’t fucking ground me! I’m eighteen years old!’ I yell.
‘As long as you live under my roof you live by my rules!’
‘Well how about I move out then. Then I can do whatever I want.’
‘Like what? I let you do what you want!’ She says sounding confused and angry at the same time.
‘Well if I move out I can drink, I can go clubbing.’ Then something that will really piss her off. ‘Oh, and I can get so fucking blind I can fuck a random guy. Which actually happened on… Tuesday I think it was.’
‘You fucking didn’t! Come home RIGHT now. You’re NEVER going out again.’
‘Fuck you mum!’ I yell into the phone and throw it across the room. It hits the wall and smashes.
‘Um… are you ok?’ Bradie asks.
‘No.’ I say, tears in my eyes. ‘There is no way I can keep living there!’
‘Then move out?’ Amanda says.
‘I think I need to… can someone help me get my stuff?’
Soon enough Bradie, Jumpnow and I are standing outside my house, knocking on the door. As soon as mum opens the door she slaps me across the face.
‘Hey!’ Jumpnow says. ‘No need for that!’
‘Is that the boy that had sex with you?’ She asks, gesturing to Jumpnow.
‘No! Mum it’s none of your business!’ I say, barging past her.
‘So it was this one?’ She asks, pointing at Bradie.
‘Yes, but it doesn’t matter’ I say and start walking to, my room.
‘Don’t fucking touch my daughter!’ She says. That’s it, I’ve lost my patience.
‘Baby, don’t listen to my mum.’ I say to Bradie, putting on a lovey dovey voice. ‘She’s just a low life bitch who doesn’t get any hot sex like we do.’ I say and kiss him, full on making out. My mum is disgusted.
‘Hey Shaun?’
‘Yeah?’ I walk up to him and do the same thing to him. It was a little awkward but at least it showed my mum. She was furious. I pull away from Shaun and walk to my room, Bradie and Shaun following.
’Sorry about that guys.’ I say loosening the screws on my drum kit.
’No it’s ok.’ Jumpnow says as if nothing happened. Bradie is totally zoned out and doesn’t hear me. I know it affected Bradie more than it affected Jumpnow. We eventually have all the drums packed into their bags and are taking them to my car.
’Once you leave this house you not coming back.’ Mum says.
’Well in that case…’ I say and walk back into my room, grab a bag and start filling it with all my clothes and belongings. I lift up my mattress and pull out an envelope of money, last time I counted there was about five thousand dollars. Last of all I start pulling all the photos of Zeke and I off my wall. I won’t miss this house, but I will miss the memories. Next I walk to Taylor’s room.
‘Bye Taylor, I’m moving out. I can’t stand to be in the same house as that bitch anymore. She said once I move out I’m not coming back so I guess I’ll see you later…’
‘Oh… yeah, she’s got some problems. I’m moving out a.s.a.p.’
‘Mm good luck.’ I say and hug him. ‘Love ya bro.’
‘Tylor, please be careful. I don’t want you getting hurt anymore.’
‘Carlo got me again the other day…’
‘What?! I’ll kill him!’ He yells and stands up. ‘I’m going to hunt him down and slit his fucking throat.’
‘I also lost the baby.’
‘What? Because of him? He’s going to pay!’
‘No… I almost drowned.’ I hear mum yelling so I walk out to where Jumpnow and Bradie are standing awkwardly getting yelled at.
’What do you want with an eighteen year old girl?’ She yells. ‘You look about 25. You better not be forcing her into doing something she doesn’t want to.’
’Mum! They aren’t forcing me into anything!’ I yell. ‘This one.’ I say pointing to Bradie. ‘Is the drummer of Short Stack, he is twenty. Shaun is their tour manager, he is twenty one.’ I say.
‘You’re getting into the wrong crowd, Tylor.’
‘I am not! I’m a grown fucking women. I can hang out with who I want!’ I throw my arms up into the air and my shirt rides up a little high.
’Oh my god! What happened to your stomach?’ Oh shit. ‘Did you do this to her?!’ She yells at Bradie.
’No mum, I was beaten up by those boys again, because of Bradie, Shaun and the rest of the boys, I’m still alive right now.’
’Rest of the boys?! How many are there?’ The answer will REALLY piss her off.
’Wow, I’ve lost count… Well there’s Bradie, Shaun, Andy, the other Shaun, Jimmy, Sonny, Shannon, Jay, Geoff, Beau, Nax, Dave, Leon and Ben. You know Lucy’s boyfriend Ben.’ Her face is priceless. I grab my bag and run for it. Bradie and Jumpnow get in the front seat, I shove my bag in the backseat and close the door.
’I’m sorry.’ I say and start crying. ‘She said once I leave I’m never coming back. So I had to get all my stuff.’ I pull out the photos of Zeke and I. ‘Theres just some things I can’t leave.’ Bradie climbs into the backseat and hugs me tight to his chest.
’Its alright.’ He says. ‘Is that Zeke?’ He asks looking at the photo of Zeke hugging me and kissing me on the cheek. ‘You’re smile is really pretty. How long ago was this? You didn’t have snakebites yet.’
‘Yeah it was a year ago, I got my snakes six months ago.’
‘You two must have been so in love.’
‘Very much. We never went a day without seeing each other.’
‘What was it like when you found out about the baby?’ I smile a little at the memory of the day we found out.
‘He talked to my stomach all day. It was strange. I was already a month pregnant. I had the smallest bump and he wouldn’t keep his hands off it. It was like the baby was a new toy. That was the day before he… died.’
‘Oh…’
‘When I went to Jesse’s and saw Chris, her brother.
‘It was just like a young Zeke was standing in front of me. He looks just like him and he acted exactly the same as Zeke did with the baby, except the bump was bigger and his hands were smaller…’ The car falls into a silence. ’I don’t know where to go…’ I say and wipe the tears that start to fall from my eyes.
’You can come live with me. I can sleep on the couch.’
’Really? It will only be till I find somewhere else and don’t worry I’ll sleep on the lounge.’ I say not crying as much anymore.
’Yeah it’s ok.’
’Thank you so much’ I say and hug him. My life is finally looking up.