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Chapter 2: Growing up is hard for a Taylor girl.
Growing Up
By Mai
Paths we take
Choices we make
Paths we take alone
Choices we make on our own
We all grow up and learn
We all take different turns
Turns in our path of life
Turns that may lead to strife
Problems we go through
Problems exists in other lives too
Having problems are not wrong
Having problems do not stay forever long
Conflicts causes growth in many ways
Lessons we learn will always stay
Conflicts we gain as years go on
Lessons we learn, makes us strong.
Molly Taylor looked up into the eyes of her mother and winced as she was placed on the counter top in the kitchen of the Taylor home.
"Mommy it hurts!" Molly cried just as the father figure made his way into the family home via the garage door.
"What happened?" Tim asked looking curiously round the corner as he hung his jacket up on the peg.
"She fell over chasing after a cat in the back yard" Jill smiled tending to the slight graze on Molly's knee.
"What were you chasing after a cat for?" Tim asked after giving Jill a quick peck on the cheek then leaning on the counter next to his daughter who instantly took the chance to earn some father attention.
"The cat was making funny noises and it wouldn't play with me so I chased after it and I tripped over marks skate board!" Molly whined, knowing full well Mark had already been told off once for leaving his skate board lying around. Turning round he went through to the stairs and shouted for his youngest son;
"MARK! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Tim shouted but not angrily.
Mark sat in his room he knew exactly why his father was shouting him he'd watched his younger sister fall over as he was having a gaze out of the window to the girl walking down the street, 'wow she was cute' he thought to himself. He never really pictured himself in the girl range but since he started going out more, Brad had gone to Florida to study, Randy was always out with his girlfriend, he seemed to just pick up more friends and also inherit the gothic look. But of course now Brad wasn't at home, Randy was always out, it was just him self and Molly that was ever really around the house a lot. Of course he loved Molly just as much as he loved Brad and Randy; he wouldn't show it mind you but he would always be there touch wood if either of them or Molly ever needed him.
"Mark did you leave you leave your skate board outside the house again?" His father questioned before Mark had even reached the bottom of the stairs,
"Umm yea" Mark answered following his father outside to the location of the skate board.
"Your sister hurt her self on it now put it away please!" Tim asked harshly but not nasty like.
Molly hugged her mum as she jumped down of the counter and rounded the corner running up to her father who greeted her and picked her up. Molly was now five years old and the time had gone by so quickly. Tim remembered when they first brought her home and how everyone said how much she looked him, he also remembered Al coming round with his flannel shirt again! 'Man how many shirts did that man have?' he thought then shook the thought off as his daughter jumped down from his arms.
"Tim would you set the table please" Jill asked as she was straining the pasta into the sink.
"Great what you gonna poison us with this time?" he asked quickly before she could say don't even bother.
"Ha, Ha very funny Tim you're getting better I'll give you that" Jill said with as much sarcasm as she could muster.
After dinner was finished Tim and Jill sat down on the couch to watch some T.V. Molly soon joined them.
"Brad is coming home for the weekend by the way" Jill whispered noticing her daughter starting to drift off to sleep in her arms.
"Oh great another peaceful weekend then" Tim half laughed and picked up the remote flicking through the channels when he noticed Jill give him a 'what?' look out of the corner of his eye.
"What?" Tim asked looking at her
"I thought you'd be happy to see Brad we have seen him for nearly half a year now!"
"I am hunny I was hoping that we'd get some time alone ya know fob Molly off to your mom and spend some time together, just me and you…" Tim trailed off seeing Jill looking shocked them smiling a little
"Tim I know you to well" she chuckled and looked at the T.V. Looking at her now even more confused he grunted his hmm grunt
"The only reason you didn't want Brad to come this weekend is because you wanted to work on your new project whatever that is." Jill continued
"I did not!" Tim tried but couldn't hide the fact that was the real reason, he hated family time it was so boring! Looking up at the clock Jill stood up picking up Molly in her arms,
"I'm taking Molly up to bed then I think I'll take a shower and go bed my self don't be long Tim" she smiled kissing his cheek and walking up the stairs.
A few hours had passed and Tim had fallen asleep on the couch when he heard a noise behind him that woke him up. Turning around he saw the faint out line of his second eldest son walking towards the stairs. Quickly checking the clock Tim read it as 00:22am.
"What time do you call this?" He quickly spoke after his son
"Err night time!" Randy joked and turned to head up the stairs when Tim grabbed him by the shoulder pulling him back down and pushing him towards the kitchen, not hurtful just like any normal parent would.
Standing in the kitchen Tim leaned on the counter making a cup of tea.
"Where the hell have you been Randy you know you're supposed to be back by 12pm latest!" Tim spoke in a clam manner. His son was now 24 but as long as he lived under this roof he knew the rules that to be safe he had to be back in by 12pm tops and if he was stopping round his girlfriends he should ring up and let them know.
"Dad I was out with Sarah I was going to stop their and call you but I realized I got to get up for work tomorrow so I thought I'd come home I didn't realize the time I'm sorry dad" Randy quoted as if it would get him a Nobel Prize. When Tim finished making the tea for both him and his son he handed him the cup and took his own to sip it, he looked at son as if he hadn't seen him for years. When his father didn't respond to his excuse Randy looked at him awkwardly and looked away turning to move again towards the stairs. But this time his father didn't stop him. Tim now starred around the room as if he was looking back into his past with happiness, his kids were growing up they had become men now him not far off retirement and Jill too, it seemed unfair he wanted his kids to be young again to be running around and most definitely to be in bed by this time. They were his boys and now he had daughter who by the time she reached 20 he'd be lucky if he could even see her children grow up, he'd see his sons but they had left it to late with Molly.
Trying to push all the stupid thoughts out of his mind Tim turned off the kitchen light and headed upstairs to the bedroom walking into his daughter's room first. Looking at her he smiled and closed the door, walking down the hall and into his room; shutting the door behind him, somehow he knew it didn't no matter what age he was he would live to see his daughter grow up and have children of her own he wouldn't die before that he wouldn't; even though he'd only be 60 when she was 20 no-one knew what life had in store for them. Tim smiled and drank the rest of his tea before finally getting into bed with his wife and cuddling up to her.
Meanwhile not far away…
Three firemen tried to break down the door to the burning home it was jammed and pinned up by what felt like a block of wood or a pillar. They could hear a young girl inside bawling her eyes out screaming at the top of her lungs, they knew she wouldn't last much longer…
Inside the mom stared ahead at the bedroom door she had slumped down on the floor and was fading in and out of consciousness she could hear her daughter banging to get in on the other side of the door but she was helpless her limbs felt numb and she couldn't move, her legs had been pinned down by concrete from the wall that had fallen in and her chest was being crushed too she ached to get up she wanted to run to the door and grab her daughter but she couldn't it was impossible, just then she heard a bang and realized the fireman were coming up the stairs her final thought was of her daughter and if she would be ok, nothing else mattered everything went black and she had finally given in.
A fireman outside had found a window and smashed it in climbing through he ran immediately up the stairs and grabbed the girl who had now passed out on the floor he opened the door to the master bedroom and caught a glimpse of the mother pinned down by concrete, he attempted to go inside but he knew the baby girl was his first concern he ran back down the stairs and handed then girl to another fireman through the window, running back upstairs he ran into the room and over to her body he checked her pulse but he couldn't feel anything.
Trying to move the concrete he couldn't and fell backwards he went straight through the floor and landed in the living almost knocking him self out he looked up as the he saw the house crumble down on top of him.
The young girl now awake in the back of the ambulance coughed and sat up just in time to see the house collapse down to the ground
"MOMMY!" The young girl shouted and the ambulance crew shut the doors to the ambulance. The ambulance now started moving and the young girl stared in disbelief at the ambulance crew she was only 5 years old but she was being very brave.
"What's your name sweetheart?" One of the crew asked.
"My name's Ella Wright" she answered and broke down into sobs.
Ok guys that's it for this chapter I'm trying to do a chapter more often but I couldn't manage this week lots of stuff to do like. But I hope this chapter was worth waiting for!
Wonder what's gonna happen next…