A tale of two hearts
Hiya Guys I'm back again… as my laptop will be a while to fix :'( (Sob sob) Your mistake will be on hold for a while… but I've decided to post my new story which I wasn't going too until Your mistake was finished … anyways I hope you like this I had the idea after watching some old BBC dramas.
This is set in January 2014, but some of the story is told from the perspective in 2013 the dates will be shown though :)
January 2014
Something told me that this place was different, that I should be happy here, the people were friendly the atmosphere welcoming, but to me this wasn't home. After years of escaping my life of Lies, the last 7 years in Walford had seemed like heaven, we still had our ups and downs but it was where my heart truly lay- literally. Life in Walford started out like it did no matter where we went, the relationship of my parents was built on the foundation of lies and deceit- see my mom was 17 when she had me, I was the product of the affair between her and dad. Dad was married at the time and already had a son (My brother Bradley), but that didn't stop him, neither did it stop him the time after that when there was me and my sister and he decided to cheat on mom, some would call stupidity – I call it Karma.
It seemed as if when we got to Walford for a fresh start and a clean slate, things would be better, we were promised that they would be. But really, I should have known better than to believe in their empty promises. Dad ended up having another affair- with my brother's wife, had been going on for months apparently. Things went downhill from there really, Mom and dad tried to make it work, but failed, I ended up running over my dad which resulted in me living with Uncle Jack for a while and then being put in care, eventually I moved back home but mom and dad decided enough was enough, they both found someone else and things actually started to look up, I took a scholarship in the US only to be thrown out of the country for smoking weed- oops.
I returned home to find mom and dad at war, surprise surprise. Luckily things settled for a while, until mom married Greg her new man, and then proceeded to cheat on him… with my dad. Cutting a long story short they split, Dad left and Mom found out she had cancer and refused to tell anyone but me. Eventually I told Dad and he came back home, unfortunately he brought the wonderful man that is Uncle Derek with him; god is he a piece of work. Oh and I also had a slight… teeny tiny problem with alcohol, the less said about that the better to be honest.
After months of awkwardness things finally started to get better, Mom had been given the all clear, she and dad were going to get married again at Christmas and we were starting to feel like a proper family. Then summer came, the unforgettable summer of 2012, everyone will remember that as the summer of the London Olympic Games, when the torch came through Walford, but not for me. I'll remember it for completely different reasons.
Summer 2012 was when Uncle Derek introduced us to his Daughter Alice, the sweetest girl ever, don't get me wrong she's lovely but a little too sweet sometimes; she always sees the good in people even Derek. But it wasn't Alice, who made the impact, it was her brother. One day he just appeared, a bit like Robin Hood really, he came in and saved Lucy and Alice, all in a matter of seconds. Laying eyes on him, I knew there was something there, it actually scared me because nothing had ever felt that strong before, and these feelings were definitely more than familial, strange thing was I could tare myself away from him. Over that summer Joey became a firm part in my life, we became really good friends, but it soon became clear that we both thought of our relationship as something more. It happen to quickly to remember everything that happened, I remember the important things, his touch, his scent, his words, every word he ever said to me I remember. It's the one thing that keeps me assured that what we did was right. Joey and I ended up together; nothing has ever felt so right, than when I was with him. It was that summer I discovered the true meaning of Love.
Things didn't exactly go as we planned, his interfering father made sure we had as little to with each other humanly possible, Joey ended up breaking up with me, even though it was to protect me, I didn't know it at the time and was completely hear broken. Up until then we had done well to hide the relationship from everyone, we knew people wouldn't take well to the news, but at Christmas Derek's blackmailing got too much, Joey was told he needed to leave and he did. I had enough of everything and confessed ever last detail to Mom and Dad, little did I know, Joey did love me and was doing everything in his power to protect me. Christmas day, Mom and Dad finally got married again, and had invited Joey to the wedding insisting the two of us talked.
So …We talked – a lot, everything he'd said and done over the last 3 months suddenly made sense, not that it hurt any less mind. Mom and Dad were happy to see me happy and it wasn't until then I realized it was Joey and only Joey who could make me feel that way. Even though we knew it was risky, Joey and I started seeing each other again, with the support of my mom and Dad things weren't as hard. Finally things when things were looking up, our worlds came crashing down.
It's been nearly a year since I've seen him, spoke to him, had any form of contact with him, he's still in Walford, where for the last 10 months I've longed to be. To be held in his arms, to just see him. But instead I'm in another country with no way back, no means of contact to the outside world. Mom and Dad moved us all out here believing it was for the best for everyone- it may have been for them but it definitely wasn't for me. I don't feel like me anymore, I'm simply a voice longing to be heard – captivated in a life that's been created for me- against me.
I hope you like this… it's something a little different please R&R anyone want another today it would be Joeys P.O.V …. ? xxx