It all started off as a dare

Chapter Six

Heartbroken, I run home from school. I just can’t face it. I can’t go back. Then when I return home I realise I’ve got no key to the flat. I’m hysterical as it is, but now I sob even harder and slide down the wall, tears rolling down my cheeks, my mouth a scream. I must have been there a long while because I don’t even notice Mum walking down the corridor to try and console me. It’s only as she shakes my arm and holds me tight that I realise she is there.
“Mum? Why are you here?” I ask through my sobs
Mum picks me up and lets me inside. Then she tells me to sit down and makes me a cup of tea. When she comes in to the living room, her face is sullen.
“I know it’s hard, Jax” She tells me and I wonder what on earth she is going on about “It’s difficult to quit something, I know,” Then I twig it. She thinks it’s the drink. Then she continues “But I managed it, so can you” She places a loving hand on my shoulder
“So why are you here, Mum?” I ask her
“Margaret rang me up at work, said you were outside the door sobbing your eyes out,” Then she continues with a smile on her face, “Thought it was boy trouble!”
I laugh to hide how I’m feeling inside. I suppose it is boy trouble of a sort, but more baby trouble