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I glared at the house, it wasn't my home, my home was back in my sleepy old town where people were either nurses or farmers, again this isn't my home and never will be.
I picked up my one box and snatched up the keys. I walked up the stone stairs and unlocked the door, giving it a good shove to get the thing opened.
I walked in and looked around and spotted the stairs, I took them three at a time and when I got to the last bedroom in the house I threw open the door and walked in, kicking the door shut with my foot once I was in.
I hated Luke for doing this to me even if I already hated him enough to try and run away. I dropped my box on the wooden floor and walked over to the window and opened the thinning curtains.
I opened my box and pulled out my Pointe shoes and put them on the windowsill and then started unpacking. I reached into the box and felt around for my picture frames and then my fingers scrapped one and I grabbed it and pulled it out, I turned it over and looked at the picture and tears welled in my eyes, the picture in the frame was of a smiling, vibrant looking red headed women with green eyes... my mother, in this photo she wore a beautiful silky blue dress with a white scarf wrapped around her neck. I fingered the glass and a few tears escaped my lashes, my mother had died two years ago from cancer and had put specifically in her will that I was to stay with Luke and that he was my legal guardian.
I missed her everyday...
I put the frame down and wipe away the tears and there's a knock at the door, I growl because I know its Luke and the door opens and he walks in, he looks at me and his eyes flicker to the picture of my mother and tears well.
"She wouldn't want you to mourn her, just celebrate her life Clarissa," he said.
"How would you know!" I sneered and got back to unpacking. He sighed and I knew that sound better than any, it meant that he had to go away and I wanted to jump around screaming in joy.
"Clarissa I have to go to LA for two weeks and I can't take you with me..." he said treading carefully.
"Go I don't care, I'll take care of the house and clean it up," I said and he nodded.
"But I have some good news" he said and pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to me, it was an...envelope?
I looked at him and raised my eyebrow, he gestured to the envelope and I shrugged and tore it open and pulled the letter out and read it, the writing said -
Dear Miss Morgenstern,
I am pleased to tell you that we have a permanent room booked for your ballet at the New York dancing studio.
Your father in formed us that you are a strong ballerina and that you have finished almost all of your training and he also said that you are on Pointe, I applaud you! Not very many students get on Pointe.
So please come down to the Dance studio on the 23rd of August and we will access you.
Sincerely yours
Maryse Lightwood.
I looked up at Luke and he smiled.
"Now the matter of you getting a job, I think you should definitely get one but only one!" he said forcefully and I nodded.
My mother had taught me to be independent and not needy and it had worked, in my old town I used to work two jobs to get money for my eighteenth birthday because as soon as it hit midnight I was out of here. I had to find myself a job and apparently only one...
"There is $700 on the bench, spend it wisely" Luke said and walked to he door and walked out.
I listened to his footsteps until the door slammed shut and ran over to the window and watched him get into his car and drive away.
I walked down the stairs and my stomach rumbled. We didn't have any food and I was starving and the house was a shit-hole and we didn't have any cleaning supplies.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called a taxi.
"Hello welcome to the New York taxi service, how may I help you?" asked a voice through the speaker.
"Um...hi I was wondering if I could get a taxi at 210 yearners drive..." I said and heard him mumble a yes and that they would send a taxi over right away and hung up.
I snatched $175 bucks off the counter and grabbed my bag, stuffing the money in my purse when a horn beeped.
I ran out the door and opened the passengers seat door and got in. I looked at the guy at the wheel and nearly threw myself out the door again. There was a boy about my age sitting at he wheel, he smiled.
"Where to miss..."
"Clary" I said and he nodded and started the car.
"So where to?" he asked and I nodded.
"Hard where store," I said and he smiled and pulled out onto the road.
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When we got to the shop I got out and told the driver or Jordan as he told me, to wait here.
I ran through the doors and into the cleaning section, I picked the cheapest, naturalist stuff possible. I got 5 buckets, a mop, a broom because we didn't have a vacuumed cleaner, window cleaner, floor waxier, a pack of 26 cloths, scrub brush, bleach, sugar scrub (for the walls) and spray and wipe.
I pushed the trolley to the paint section and went over to the colour selection, choosing Dulux for the great comments I've heard about it.
I picked a bamboo colour for the whole house but a leaf green for a feature wall in my room. I picked up a dark burgundy to go with the black tiles in the kitchen and a chocolate brown for a feature wall in the family room, not that Luke and I were a family...
I grabbed rollers, paint trays and brushes and went to the checkout.
Pushing two trolleys was pretty hard and trying to push them through a door that was crowded with curious people was harder but luckily Jordan was waiting at the door and took a trolley from my hands.
After packing everything in the car we got in and Jordan looked at the packed back seat and sighed.
"Well Clary were to...?" he asked and I smiled.
"Just a normal food shop were they have towels and stuff..." I said and he nodded and pointed behind him, I looked were his finger was pointed and spied a huge grocery shop.
I got out of the car again and walked over and through the doors.
I walked over to the can section and decided that 4 cans of spaghetti would do me for today and tomorrow.
I put the cans in my basket and also grabbed some syrupy peaches. I looked down isles and finally found the one with towels and hair and body wash.
I grabbed two dark green towels and coconut shampoo and conditioner; I looked at the body washes and decided on a sandalwood bottle of gold liquid.
I paid and walked back to the car and got in. Jordan looked at me with question in his eyes and I took a deep breath.
"Could you take me home please" I asked and he nodded and started the car.
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When we got home Jordan helped me get the bags in the house and then I grabbed my purse but he shook his head.
"Its ok, I'll give you a freebie" he said and then wiped something out of his jean pocket and handed it to me, I looked down at the card in my hand with a name and number on it and raised my eyebrow at Jordan.
"Ahhhh...sorry to burst your bubble but I'm taken" I lied and his eyes went wide and he shook his head.
"NO! Its my number just in case you need a ride" he said and I nodded in understanding.
"Ok, I might need a ride tomorrow... but again maybe not" I said looking around at the dirt clad walls.
Jordan nodded and walked out, shutting the door behind him.
~0~o~0~
After a can of spaghetti I went for a shower and cleaned the shower and myself.
I am so tired...
I grab my PJ's and pulled them on and shivered, my PJ's consisted of shorts and a tank.
I grabbed an extra blanket and slid into my sleeping bag and fingered my mother's jewelry box with her sapphire pendant in it while looking at her picture.
"I love you Mum, I miss you," I whispered and a few sobs racked my body.
When my mother first died I went to her grave everyday and read her stories and told her about school, I would leave home early and get home at a ridicules time at night. After 2 months of it Luke said no more and took me to the doctor, the doctor had just said I was suffering a traumatic time because of my mother's death.
Now I only go visit my mum on her birthday and the anniversary of her death, her grave was in New York because we didn't have a cemetery where I come from.
Tears slip down my cheeks and I turn the lamp of and shut my eyes, eventually falling asleep.
Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it!
Thanx to Nicole my Beta!
And MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Love Ciara:Dxxx