Keep Breathing My Angel

Down stairs I splashed my face with water before looking in the cupboard for something simple to cook. I came across a bottle of powdered pancakes where all you had to do was add water and cook. So that was what I did I added the water and found a frying pan turning the stove on to start cooking. I had made four and was about to put a little sugar and lemon that I found in the fridge on them. I know it was a strange combination but it was good. I was almost done at the stove when I heard foot steps come up behind me and felt arms reach around my waist.

“You know you have pretty good timing” I joked
“Yea I know, how are you?” he asked kissing my neck
“Actually im okay want to eat?”
“Yea”
We sat to eat and I watched Craig’s face turn and change as he took a bite out of his pancake
“What did you put on this?” he asked
“Lemon and sugar” he took another bite and the smiled at me
“It’s actually not that bad”
“Yea I know” I laughed at him he was so adorable

We had now finished our dinner that was pancakes, who seriously ate pancakes for dinner?
And we were about to wash up
“Okay since you cooked I wash up” Craig announced
“No problem I hate washing up” I replied he laughed and smiled at me
“It’s good to see you smile Bella”
“Can I make a phone call?” I asked not knowing what to say to what he had just said
“Yea go ahead”

I dialed my home number knowing that my dad was the only one who would pick up I didn’t really know why I was calling. I just knew I had to, maybe it was because I felt he needed to know where I was even though he could have guessed that, or maybe because I needed to know what was happening with mum.

“Hello” he answered and I suddenly became hard for me to talk
“Hey dad” I managed Craig instantly turned around and looked at me when he heard the word ‘dad’ it was like some bad rapid reflex.
I expected to hear yelling and abuse come down the phone line but there was none.
“Dad im staying at Craig’s for a while at least until things calm down I just wanted to know what’s happening with mum”
I was told that her funeral was tomorrow at mid day and that the family was coming over afterwards for tea and coffee and he would appreciate it if we acted as if everything was good between the two of us. I agreed to this and told him I would come over early to get ready at home. I didn’t tell I would be bringing Craig well I hadn’t told Craig that either yet, but I hoped with all my heart that he would come.

I went and placed myself on the kitchen counter where Craig was washing the dishes and I started to whip them.
“I thought you didn’t do dishes” he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice
“I don’t but I wanted to ask you something”
“So your sucking up?” his voice was still playful
“Yea” I confessed “My mum’s funeral is tomorrow and I understand if you don’t want to but I really don’t want to go by myself” I said making a great emphasis on the really
He stopped washing dishes and came over to where I was sitting on the bench whipping his wet hands on his pants before placing them on my hips and moving closer to me

“Of course I will come with you, didn’t I just make you a promise to always protect you?” he questioned and I nodded before kissing him.

We spent the rest of the night watching bad movies on the couch before heading back up to his room to sleep some more.