Glenda listened as she heard the shawer starting to run, she stared down at her suit case, she could still go, she could leave and forget about her children, each and everyone of them, she had done it before, she looked back towards the bathroom, picked up her case and carried it into her bedroom and started to unpack, Natasha needed her, even if the others didn't.
...Wild One...
...Chapter Three...
The next morning, Glenda woke and took a shawer, and then walked into what was Roxy's bedroom, where Natasha and spent the night. Natasha's clothes were disgaurded across the floor, and all of Amy toys had been piled up in the cot. Glenda wished that Roxy and Amy were still their, she picked up one of Amy's teddys from out of her cot, and gave it a sqeeze, thinking of her daughters and grandaughter.
"Do you think we could get that moved, chuck it out or something" Natasha said coming into the bedroom, pointing towards Amy cot, after seeing a sentimental look on her mothers face.
"No thats my Grandaughters cot, she will need it" Glenda said looking at the messy bedroom.
"Grandaughter, you are getting old mum" Natasha said giving her mother a sly smile.
"Will you get this mess up, I have to go to work" Glenda said ignoring her daughters comment.
"What will I do all day" Natasha sighed, sitting on the bed.
"Tidy up, for a start" Glenda snapped, walking out of the bedroom.
"Can I have a door key" Natasha said getting up and following her mother across the landing.
"A key, what for?" Glenda asked.
what a stupid question, Natasha thought to herself, "why do you think, In case I need to go out, so I can let myself back in" Natasha said in patronising voice.
"Don't start" Glenda said pointing a finger at her daughter, then walking into the living room.
"Start what" Natasha said following her mother and holding her hand out hoping to get a key.
"Don't start treating me like you and Danny always treated me, I am not having it, and I only have my key at the moment, I will get you one sorted for later, you will just have to stay in the flat today" Glenda said putting on her coat and heading down stairs, "I'll be back for about half three. And don't touch any of my wine, I know how much is in each bottle".
"Great" Natasha said sacastically, plonking her self on the sofa. the majority of her belongings were still at her fathers house, all her friends where in school, and here she was a prisoner in her mothers flat.
Natasha took out her mobile phone, and wrote, I'm back with the dragon, flicked down her contacts and sent the text to Danny.
Glenda walked quickley across the sqaure terrified she would bump into Phil, she made it saftley into the Bookie's.
"Morning" Carol said,
"Morning" a nervous looking Glenda answered, looking relieved to be in the bookies, safe out of harms reach.
"What have you done to your face, "Carol said noticing Glenda's bruised cheek.
"Oh, That, it was an accident" Glenda said taking deep breaths, wondering how she was going to stay out of Phils way.
"You alright, Glenda, You don't seem yourself" carol said rubbing Glenda's arm.
"Yeah well, my youngest as turned up, wanting to stay, and she isn't exactley the easiest person in the world to live with" Glenda said making excuses up for her nervous mood.
"I thought your son Danny, was the youngest" Carol asked.
"No, no Natasha, my daughter, I probully haven't mentioned her that much" Glenda said.
"No you haven't" Carol said put out by the fact that her friend hadn't told her she had another daughter.
Later that day, Jack was happiely looking after Amy and james, While Ronnie and Roxy had decided to take Roxy's stuff back up stairs.
Natasha was using the bathroom when the sisters entered that flat.
"Wonder where she as gone" Roxy said as they made there way up stairs,
A rush of guilt ran through Ronnie's vains but she quickley shrugged her feelings away. She managed before and she was pregnant with Danny then, she'll be fine Rox"
As the sisters made their way into the living room, Natasha peeped through the bathroom door, after hearing voices.
Look at the state of this place, you think she would have cleaned up, before she left, Roxy moaned" looking at the magazines and used plates and glasses that had been left around the place.
Ronnie and Roxy picked up Roxy's bags and headed for the bedroom. Natasha realising who the two women must be, put the hood up on her hoody, almost as if it was a helmat or a sheild of protection. and followed them across the landing.
"Whats happened here" Roxy said looking at her bedroom and Amy's cot filled with Amy's toys, Ronnie then picked up Natasha's jeans off the floor "These can't be Mums"
"No their mine" Natasha said sharpley from behind.
both Ronnie and Roxy nearly jumped out of their skins, as they spun around and looked at the young girl stood their staring back at them.
"What the bloody hell" Ronnie gasped, turning to look at Roxy.
"How did you get in here" Natasha demanded.
"How did you get in here" Ronnie said walking up to the girl, trying to intimadate her.
"I live here, now" Natasha said calmly staring staight into Ronnie's eyes, showing she was not afraid.
"Be carful Ron, She might have a knife" Roxy said.
"Who are you, and what are you doing in my mothers flat" Ronnie demanded.
"I'm Natasha, maybe Glenda mentioned me" Natasha said hoping Ronnie ans Roxy would at least know of her existance.
"No, I can't say she has" Roxy said sacastically said back to the girl.
a feeling of hurt and resentment filled Natasha's mind that her mother had never mentioned her, and for a moment she let down her hard girl mask. Ronnie noticed the weakness as she noticed a flicker in Natasha eyes.
"Who are you" Ronnie said in a softer voice.
"I am... I am staying here with Glenda for a while" Natasha said turning her head away from ronnie no longer making eye contact.
Roxy stepped forward , to take a better look at the girl "So is she still here, mum I mean"
"She is at work at the moment, but she'll be back later" Natasha said sharpening her tone of voice again, and looking towards the sisters.
"Come on Rox, back to mine" Ronnie said, shocked and angry that her mother was still around.
"How did you get in" Natasha asked has the sisters walked past her.
"We sqeezed through the keyhole" Roxy said turning around and looking back at the girl.
"I'll have to take your keys" Natasha said holding out her hand.
"What" Roxy said in disbelief, that this young kid, in her flat, was asking for her keys.
"I have personal belongings here, I can't have you letting yourselfs in when ever the mood takes you" Natasha said still holding her hand out.
"Yeah right, Come on Rox, she's having laugh" Ronnie said leading her sister downstairs.
As the flat door closed at the the bottom of the stairs, Natasha sat down on the top step. her mind filled with familiar feelings of reject, out of sight out of mind, thats what it must have been like for her mother, what hurt Natasha the most, was that not a day had gone by when she hadn't thought of her mother, she quickley wiped away a tear. got up and went back into the living room.
