Meadow
A few days had gone by and it was already Christmas Eve, I had stayed in my room for the most of it mainly because I was avoiding my mum. It felt like she had been keeping things for me and it hurt. To make matters worse, Tom was also staying at the house for the holidays, in the room next to hers and to be honest I wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
Were they together? Were they just friends? I couldn’t get it off my mind, but I would rather rack my brain over that than over Jamey.
It was 7am in the morning and I had barely slept, I needed answers. Wearing my fluffy pink socks, I walk as quietly as possible to my mum’s room. A part of me hoped she was still asleep but the other part of me really needed to have a conversation with her. Getting to her door about to knock, I hear tu
