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WARNING- SELF HARM/TRIGGERS
Chapter 9: Dreamy Thoughts
Evy's POV
When I went to school I was bullied. My entire childhood was wrecked by the kids who threw paper at my back and whispered rumours and gossip about me.
It got even worse when my dad died in a car crash after getting drunk with his friends. While I was grieving the loss of my father they were coming up to me every lunch and asking me about it.
While I was glad to finally get some positive attention not about my weight or looks, I was only 9 at the time.
When my mom overdosed on pills I dealt with it worse. I had to move in with my nan who made me move school. I knew no one and nobody really wanted to break away from their cliques so I was left alone.
I used self harming as a crutch to deal with the drastic change of my life. The feeling of control when the blade pierced my skin made me feel better about myself. It took me two years to stop and even longer to trust myself. I had lost weight, and my lifestyle changed quickly.
For the next five years I lived with my nan. Then I moved to London which is where I am to this day. This story doesn't really have any point except for the fact that nowhere have I felt as much at home as with Molly and my new friends.
I mean yes, its only been a week but Molly knew me at college and Dan and Phil, well they're sweet.
These thoughts plagued my mind as I got up and started cooking some bacon for breakfast. It was only when I had served up the bacon sandwiches that I realised the date.
20th September 2013: five years since my mother overdosed on those pills. Five years since I got back from school to find her head on the kitchen table and her body cold and pale.
As I digested this information I made some a breakfast of sausage, egg and bacon with toast and tea for Dan and myself. I placed the plate and mug on a tray which I carried carefully to his bedroom. I knocked the door to which a gruff voice called "come in" and went inside. His morning voice was sexy, I had to admit it, it went well with his messy hair which wasn't quite straight anymore and his shirtless upper body.
His eyes shone brighter as he saw the food and then goggled when he saw what I was wearing. I guess I can see why, I was wearing this purple vest and some small pj shorts-I sound slutty but I can't sleep in thick clothing in the summer.
"Keep your tongue in your mouth Mr Howell." I scolded, trying to cover myself up.
"Yes ma'am, thanks for the breakfast though, it looks good, I should have done this."
"Nonsence, I'm a guest and I like cooking." I smiled hinting that he should start eating. He patted the bedding to tell me to sit down. Running off down the hall to get my own food, I stopped to run into the bathroom to check my hair.
When I got back he was sat messing his hair up, it didn't help because it was still curly. He hadn't eaten a lot, he seemed to have waited for me. I sat down and crossed my legs, carefully placing my plate over my legs. He grinned at me then dug into his breakfast, I followed his lead eating some bacon.
Inbetween eating we chatted about our dreams. Dan told me he keeps a dream diary.
This brought us onto the subject of dream meanings. Sometimes I have a dream where I'm at school again on the obstacle course in year 7, Dan said that it meant I was thinking about the difficulties I was facing in real life.
After watching Shrek I always have a dream where I'm an ogre. According to Dan that means I critise myself too much.
I wasn't sure if I should mention another dream I have had, most recently I had it the night before. I dreamt that I was in a jewelery shop looking at opals. When I said this Dan laughed and said that it probably meant I 'fancied' someone and was having sexual thoughts. He then elbowed me before slamming the book shut.
"You know what I dream of?" He whispered slowly
"No, is it something rude, should I cover my ears?" I mimed covering my ears, laughing loudly.
"No, I dream about..." He became to quiet to hear as a siren drove past.
"What?"
"It doesn't matter." He sighed before turning around and pulling me out of his room.
A/N
I'm so sorry I haven't uploaded a chapter in ages. I had real bad writers block and this chapter is still bad but its something. I hope you didn't have to reread stuff because I hate doing that. I just left the last chapter on such a good natural ending and I have had about 20 different plans for this chapter, all not working obviously.
I just went back to school a few weeks ago. Did any of you go back? How awful has it been? I had a huge essay to do for English on Romeo and Juliet. I quite like it though.
I'll try and update soon, please leave me chapter ideas in the reviews and please, please keep reading. I love you all loads if your still reading this.
Lucy
PS if you haven't been reading it Completely Unexpected by MeAndMyLife is totally amazing and you need to read it before she starts work on the sequel. She writes great and that story is a masterpiece.
