Wow, chapter 8 already!

Willow Jenks - A world with no colours

When Willow was a little girl she loved rainbows, they were her favorite thing in the world. She lived in west London, in an average sized townhouse in an average London street. Downstairs was the living room, kitchen, toilet and dining room. They were painted neutral colours with plain furniture. Her Dads choice, of course. Upstairs the master bedroom, corridor and bathroom were pretty much the same apart from her Mothers potted plants. But the kids rooms were a different story. They were allowed to choose. Willows brother, Nathan at that time was 12. His room was blue and had a football mural on one wall. He had a metal bunk bed which was plastered with stickers of guitars and such. In the far corner was a red bean bag, next to that a desk with his computer and his homemade rocket. Next came her sister Amy's room, she was ten. Her walls were all purple and covered with posters of celebrity's and magazine cutouts of different clothes, shoes, and had a wooden double bed with a deep purple bedspread and wooden furniture around the room. Finally, was Willows room. She was five. Her walls were baby pink with rainbow across one wall, the rest had wall stickers of unicorns and multicolored cupcakes. Her bed was pink and had tons of cushions and blankets strewn across. In the corner was a mountain of cuddly animals and the rest of the room was scattered with toys.

Outside in garden were flowers. They were all shapes and sizes, they lined the perimeter of the garden, arranged in order of the colours of the rainbow. They were her Mothers pride and joy. Were. That was until things went downhill. You see Willow always loved her Mother best. It wasn't in a mean way, it was just that her Mum understood her best. Her brother would always tell her "I'm busy"or "Get lost Willow" when she asked to play. Her sister was much the same but she said much meaner things as she pushed the bubbly little girl out the way. Her Dad was the one she was scared of. He went to work every day except for Weekends when he would usually lay in until noon and watch the football.

When he did come home on a weekday he was grumpy, he always yelled at Willow the same things "GET YOUR FEET OFF THE TABLE" or "EAT PROPERLY YOU STUPID GIRL" and his most common one when she dropped a glass or broke a toy was "YOU IMMATURE LITTLE GIRL JUST LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE NOW, GROW UP!". She would run to her room crying and hide in her pile of teddy's, using her imagination to whisk her out of her home and across a rainbow that took her far, far away into her dreams. After these events her Mum would come up and bring her dinner on a tray and sneak her a cup cake. They would talk, laugh and play for a while.

Weekends while her Dad was sleeping was the best part of the week for Willow. Her Mum would make pancakes with honey, lemon , sugar, chocolate spread and flavored sauces for breakfast. Then after chores were done they would all walk to the park and feed the ducks the leftover bread from that week. Next Willow, her Mum , her brother and sister would get the 07 bus into central London and go shopping for food, clothes, toys and pocket money spending. They always went to Willows grandparents cafe afterwards before then returning home.

By the time Willow turned eight her Dads temper got worse. Her older brother and sister were always out with their friends. Still her Mum never left her. But things between her parents had changed. They were always squabbling over something. When Willow asked why they were arguing her Dad would raise his voice and glare at his wife and hiss "YOUR MOTHER IS BEING CHILDISH AND DISRESPECTFUL" , then her Mum would glare at her Dad and calmly say "It's nothing to worry about dear".

She never got any answers.

One night she needed a glass of water and was coming down the stairs clutching her unicorn teddy that she had named marshmallow when she heard her parents bickering voices from the dining room. She stopped. She listened.

She heard her name and the words "mistake, childish, silly and needs to be sent to boarding school". Her eyes filled with tears, it was her Dads voice. Then she heard some words that she knew eight year olds weren't meant to hear. Followed by a big CRASH! A scream. A sobbing sound came from the behind the closed door. Then several sounds of glass smashes and bangs. That was enough. Willow got scared. Water forgotten, she dropped Marshmallow and bolted upstairs. The glistening tears spilled down her cheeks until she finally got to sleep.

When Willow was nine her Dad left the house. He cleared his and her Mothers shared bank account, took his stuff and the items of value and most importantly took Nathan and Amy. Her Mum fell to pieces. Two of her kids were taken, they had no money and she had to take care of Willow. She struggled with depression and stress. The rainbow flowers were let to die.

When Willows 11th birthday came her Dad showed up. He took Willow from her Mum. She never got to say goodbye. Her world was black and white. the colour lost. She tried to paint her world again. She tried so hard it hurt. Her Dad hated her. He hated that she was like her Mum. He kept her world colorless.

That year she was sent away to Frobisher Academy, a boarding school a couple of hours away. At first she was happy. Then the bullying started. The mean, popular girls singled her out just because she was different. They tripped her up and stole her stuff. They spread rumors and called her names. When they hurt her so much she cried they spitefully nicknamed her 'Weeping Willow'. The name stuck.

The bullying only stopped when she got to Anubis. She got a make over and became friends with the popular people in anubis like Alfie, Jerome, Eddie, Mara and Joy. Especially her idol, Amber Millington!

The colour started creeping back into her world. She had something she had never had. Friends who liked her for her and no mean people bringing her down every time she got back up.

Rainbows.

Vote for whose secret past is next, also ideas for KT welcome.

- xxJustBeingMexx