A/N This is happening when the Blackthorne Boys are staying at Gallagher.
Chapter 2
Deep Breath. Count to three. Don't think just do. I stared at the gates that kept me from my mother. The woman who left me. The woman who, no matter how much I try to hate, I still love. She's my mother. How can I not forgive her. I'm going to suprise her. Make a grand entrance, Cammie style.
I walk around the walls perimeter and when the back of the school is in front of me I swing myself over the wall. It wasn't that high, I coud've done it in my sleep. I walk up to the building that holds my future, and place a hand on the brick work. I'm really here. I'm really goingto do this. I glance at the wall when I notice a brick, different to all of the rest. It was the same size but just the smallest difference in colour. I trace the odd brick with my fingertips and then push it. For a few seconds I thought I had gotten it wrong and that it wasn't what I thought it was, but then the bricks started to fall into each other, producing a door. A secret passageway. Just like Hogwarts I smile to myself.
I enter the passageway I had just found and walked along it with confidence. If anything was to jump out at me then Lord help them, they'll need it. I had been through alot worse than this, I think to myself, my mind re playing that night. The night I knew I could no longer stay on the streets, that I would have to turn to back to the orphanage. The one I had so desperatley tried to get away from, but in the end became I bit of a safe haven. Don't get me wrong, I'll never be going back and I hope the place burns to the groung, everyone safe and sound obviously, but it had heped me once and for that a have the tiniest smidge of respect for the hellhole.
I was halfway through the long dusty pathway when it stopped abruptly and a ladder came into view at the dead end. Finally I mentally sighed, I was definatley getting bored down here. I grabbed the bars and started up the long ladder, but didn't get to far when a wave of nausea hit me. I fell to the groung and my whole body bagan to shake. Images of dangerous men with silver pupils and tongues of fire swarmed my head. Faces merged together, all of them laughing. At me. Eventually my body stopped shaking and my mind became clear. But my fingers kept twitching. I need it, I thought. I had to have it now. I couldn't give in though. I was stupid enough to start taking it in the first place and noww I'll have to deal with the concequences. Withdrawl. The hardest part of giving up is the withdrawl. I mentally curse the marijauna and the effects it had on me. At least I had some release with the smoking and drinking. I couldn't give them up, at least not yet. It would kill me to have to stop all three at the same time. So I started with the drugs. The most addictive of my habits. The most dangerous.
I shook my head clearing all of the thoughts from my past. This is the beginning of a wonderful future. The ladder lead to the ventilation system and I crawled through the small space looking for the grand hall. It was nearly dinner time after all and I presume everyone would be gathered there shortly. I began to search for the opening when i saw her. Through the grating in the vent I looked down and there she was, standing nearly directly below me. The woman was undeniably my mother. She looked the exact same as she did in the pictures. Tears welled in my eyes. So close yet so far. I was going to just drop down when I noticed to girls standing in front of her wearing what I guess was the Gallagher Academy uniform. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to listen in instead. Even though I was quite far away from them and their voices were quiet and soft the words said from my mother next seemed to echo through the large corrider and, my mind. "Girls don't worry,everything will be fine. Just go to the grand hall for dinner now and I will sort this out. Remember girls. I love you like you were my daughters."
I had a plan. I was going to suprise my mother and she would start to cry and open hr arms for me to run into. I would hug her tight and tell her that I forgave her. That I loved her no matter what. Thats not whats going to happen now.
I'm going to humiliate her, show her the years of pain that she caused me. I am going to hurt her, destroy everything she has made of herself, her image her credibility, her heart.
A/N I know this is a short chapter, sorry :)
I need some help with decisions concerning the story, please answer these questions :)
1. Should the story be told from only Cammies POV or have multiple POV.
so would you like to go "back in time" with lets say Zach's POV and show how he got up to this moment in gallagher?
3. Would you like the COC to be part of this story?
Please R&R and send me some answers to the questions :) Thanks.
*_*Au revoir*_*
