The Life Of Lolita ~ Chapter 10: A Less than Perfect Family

Back writing this story! Wow. I've been home for like 2 days now but I've been SO BUSY! I also made an Ask Fm the other day, it's the same as my Twitter name; 'meglovesdubstep'. Ask anything you like, if you want. I'm actually addicted to answering questions haha, it could even be about future chapters of either of my stories. This is also the very first fanfiction I've written on my grandma's computer, even though it's way older than my laptop (which is nearly 3 years old) it has a better working keyboard and I don't have to worry about it overheating. It isn't the first chapter that I've wrote here though, I wrote a couple on my laptop last month. Now, I've already said this but I've now planned out until the end of this story, including who has POV's in the epilogue. It's in no particular order *SPOILERS* Bella, Mortimer, Cornelia, Michael, Jessica, Zelda, and Holly. *SPOILERS* The chapters now are a few months together, so Lolita has a very short time left to live. DUNDUNDUUUUUN. I also wanna find a soundtrack for this story, you guys have any ideas?

4 years later

'LOLITA ALICIA GOTH, GET HERE NOW!'

I groaned. Dad is in one of his bad moods, again. What was I gonna be accused of this time? Last week it was because I left my muddy lace-up boots where I shouldn't have. It was a little overreacted, even mom said so. Heaving myself up from the office chair, I slowly and reluctantly made my way downstairs. Morty and Bella were peeping out from behind his bedroom door, looking scared for me. Bless them. Bella is always over my house now, her and Mortimer are the best of friends, it's the cutest thing ever. Whenever Bella isn't here, it's because my little brother is at her house. They're inseperable.

Anyway, as I arrived downstairs, I looked around for my dad. I found him in the dining room, looking furious, like nothing I've ever seen before. What is his problem? I haven't even done anything. I slightly coughed, to get his attention. He looked up at me.

'You are in so much trouble, Lolita.', began dad, glaring at me. I finally snapped, but only a little. I didn't wanna get myself grounded until I'm 53.

'Why?! What have I apparently done this time?' I replied, sarcastic tone to my voice.

'Well, you little twit, I ask myself the same question sometimes.' Wow, I didn't see that coming. I'm guessing dad's drunk, too. 'I've heard the rumors about you sneaking around with that stupid Michael Bachelor!'

'WHAT?! Who did you even hear that from?' I threw back, shocked. Sure, Michael and I hang out when it's dark, but we're only friends! And I can only imagine what Bella's thinking upstairs, hearing my dad trash talk her older brother like that. Those two are very close.

'Does it even matter?'

'Yes. Yes it does. You're drunk dad, get a grip. Your son and his best friend are right upstairs. Stop, before I call mom home.'

'Shut up love, and start telling the truth.' he slurred. This infuriated me, I noticed Mortimer and Bella ducking behind the stairs from the corner of my eye. They shouldn't have to listen to this.

'No, father. How about you shut up for once and actually start being a good father towards your children?!' I argued.

'That's it.'

Dad stood up, towering over me, and raised his arm. I gasped and ran out of the room, grabbed Bella and Mortimer by their arms and rushed them upstairs, locking us all in the bathroom. Sighing with relief, I sat myself on the floor and looked up at the lights. What has seriously gone wrong with my family recently? My parents have been arguing about nothing. My little brother is spending more and more time away from the house. My friends don't exactly understand, even though they say that they do. Bella then sat down next to me and rested her head against my shoulder. Morty did the same, on my other side. I put my arms around them both and held them close, as a tear slid down my cheek. What happened to the happy family that we once had? What went wrong?

35 minutes later

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the fire alarm go off. I rolled my eyes, one of my parents has probably burned something again. I then heard mom scream, so I jumped to my feet and ran downstairs, two 7-year-olds following me. I too screamed when I entered the kitchen. There were flames jumping out of the oven! I did the only thing that I could think of doing; I jumped around and screamed out random words, pointing at the fire every so often. Everybody else in the room did the same, except for Bella. The little brave kid. Though, she did look scared to death. I was worried about the safety for the youngsters so I did the most sensible thing that I could think of, and rang the firefighters. They were there before I even hung up, which was pretty impossible. Morty started crying and I actually had to pick him up and carry him out of the room as the fire was being extinguished. Bella followed and then froze, obviously going through a slight panic attack. I had to pick her up too, and brought the pair all the way up to the attic, both sobbing into my shoulder. Sitting them down, Bella opened her mouth to speak.

'Lolita, that was so scary! I don't want that to happen ever again!' she managed to say through muffled speak. The crying was affecting her speech.

'Did Daddy burn his mac and cheese again?' asked Mortimer.

'I really don't know, Morty. But both of you, please stop crying. It makes me wanna cry.'

End of chapter! Not much to say. I based the fire reactions on the actual game. BTW, a lot of Lolita's problems are actually based around how I feel sometimes, when I'm in a bad mood. Which is a lot of the time.