Chapter2 - confessions
Lauren's POV
Since mine and joeys moment outside his bedroom the other morning I had been trying my best to avoid him.
I could tell he was on to me, I could tell he was trying to work out what was wrong with me.
What's wrong with you is you fancy your cousin.
well, what I was hiding then.
Mum had been giving me funny looks all morning, she had saw me take some painkillers.
Of course mum thought they were for an hangover, when in fact they were for the bruises that covered all my shoulder and sides.
I couldn't cope with my mums glares and disappointment washing over her face so I decided to go out.
I went to the ship and bought a bottle of vodka, yes I knew it was a stupid thing to do but right now I really didn't care.
I went to the allotments and went in my grandads old shed, luckily nobody was there.
Not that it would have stopped you.
I made myself comfy in the chair, I unscrewed the lid taking a big gulp, feeling the warm but harsh liquid make its way down my throat, it instantly making me feel better. Soon enough all my worries had slipped away.
Joeys POV
Today had been too long. Sharon was being a nightmare always stressing out when we get even a bit busy.
By the time me Sharon and jack had got everybody out the club and locked up it was 2:15 about an hour earlier than usual.
I walked the short distance home and just as I got to the door I could hear max and Tanya having an heated Argument.
Who even argues at this time of day?
Max was arguing that Oscar should stay with him and Kirsty a few night a week while Tanya argued her kids were going nowhere near "that tramp" Tanya's words.
I sighed, clearly there was not going to be any peace and quiet here for a while.
I decided to go for a walk, were I ended up sat on a bench at the allotments outside my grandads old shed.
I was just in a world of my own thinking, then I heard a bottle smash. It wasn't with force so I figured someone must have dropped it.
I made my way into the shed shocked by what I saw. Lauren was passed out in the chair, bottle of vodka smashed below her.
Not that any vodka got spilt it was all gone.
My heart ached a little as I looked closer, she had tear stains down her face.
"Lauren" I shouted, not too loud.
She groaned and looked like she was in a little pain.
Had someone hurt her? Why did she look in pain? Why had she drank so much she passed out? Why was she at the allotments early hours in the morning and not at home? Why had nobody noticed she was missing? Most of all why had she been crying?
"Joey" she muttered out.
"Yeah, Lauren are you okay?"
Next thing I knew Lauren had burst into tears.
So what did you think? Sorry if this chapter was too short. Originally it was longer but I split it into two chapters.
R&R please.
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