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    Chapter14.

    No. I said.

    Lizzie knew to end the conversation there, I walked away then anyway, going to my room. I shut the door and sat on my bed, I looked around at my walls. The main reason I was such a fan of art was because I loved to draw but had never had the guts to further it in any way. I did it more for myself anyway, if things were getting to me or I was down about something I would just draw the problem away. They were mainly just pencil drawings, some with pen, nothing too amazing. Some abstract, some portraits, I had tried drawing practically everything. Including Millie, well Millies hands, her side profile, the smile of hers which showed her one dimple. Yeah, I knew I had it bad. I had fallen head over heels for her and didn’t know what I was going to do. First I was scared because I wanted to get away from her and now I was scared because I never wanted to be away from her. Oh how life was cruel and confusing, never simple or straightforward. I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. At least things couldn’t get any worse, I had that last hope to hang on to.

    There was a knock at the front door and I heard Lizzie go to open it. I prayed it wasn’t for me, not that I was expecting anyone anyway. I could hear conversation and the front door shut, Lizzie was still talking to someone, her voice sounded slightly higher than usual which meant she was either being overly polite or was scared of the person.

    There was a knock on my door and I sat up as Lizzie poked her head round.

    Trix your mums here. she said quietly.
    My mum! She never just popped round, of all the two times she had come to visit before she had rang first to pre-warn me. I knew I shouldn’t have tempted fate by thinking it couldn’t get any worse.

    I got up, straightened myself up as much as possible and went to greet my mother.

    Sweetie!

    Before I was even able to get a word out I was engulfed in a rather tight hug. My mums familiar smell swamped my senses, even though it was a bit too strong it always reminded me of home. I hugged the robust woman back, smiling at such a surprise visit.

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    Comments

    1. My dear Kat…..Yet another superb chapter……i certainly would not’ve guessed a twist like that….Only in the confines of your awesome imagination, aye!!…….Just when i though you had a great story going, you bring it to an even greater level……Thankyou…..Please keep going:)

    2. OMG!!! This is so hard for Trixie, but it is going to make her question her own choices as well. Wow I so didn’t expect this, way to keep us on our toes. 5 stars.

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