Disclaimer - I don't own Twilight, but I have got shit loads of coursework!
I'm not sure about this chapter, it didn't really go where I wanted it to, but that happens so it's a bit of a filler. Enjoy and review x
Chapter 1 – Bye
I lay in bed listening to mum bustle around getting ready for work. Without a word, I hard her leave for her day at the small primary school down the road. Feeling surer of myself, I crawled out of my pit and went down to the kitchen. I flicked on the small TV on the unit for a bit of background noise and set about making some breakfast. I was just about to shovel a forkful of eggs into my mouth when I was disturbed by the doorbell.
"Oi oi! Unlucky man." My best friend Emmet patted me on the back in commiseration for last night as he walked in and made himself at home.
"I know! Gutted, I've always wanted to drive an M5 too." I sat to eat my breakfast. "I hate them new fucking alarms." Emmett shrugged as he changed the channel to watch cartoons.
"What we doing today?" I wanted to get out of the tiny council house I shared with my mother. The tiny rooms seemed to feel smaller than ever this morning.
"I need to go and see Rose." Why did I even bother to ask? All he ever wants to do is go and see Rose.
"Let's go." I followed Emmett outside to his car. "You know what mate. For someone who's so big, you really have got a stupid car." I indicated his Mini which was probably older than us. "You look like a twat in it!" I dodged the fist that was aimed at the back of my head laughing.
"Enjoy walking much?" I climbed into the passenger seat without any further comments. "Gotta collect Jazz on the way." He started the engine and pulled away with a squeal of tyres. After we collected Emmett's cousin Jasper, we were soon on our way to the other side of London.
An hour's drive later, we pulled up outside a tall block of flats and made our way into a dirty lift that stunk of urine. The ride up to the 19th floor seemed to take forever as the lift clanked and shook on the way up.
"Hey Rosie, how's my baby?"
"Emmett, next time you call me your baby, I'm going to punch your lights out!" Rose grinned as she let us into her spotless front room.
"Aw, come on. You know you want me." Emmett flung himself onto the sofa. "Why don't you just admit it?"
"Ugh! Hey guys." She smiled sweetly at me and Jazz. "Drinks?" We all nodded as she headed into the kitchen for a few cans of coke. No beer in Rose's anymore. A small blur of blonde and pink flew into the room and launched itself at Emmett.
"Uncy Em." Morgan, Rose's daughter adored Emmett.
"Hey Kitten. What you doing today?" I watched as my man mountain of a best friend melted around Morgan's little finger.
"Paintin', wanna do some?" She shoved a paint brush covered in bright blue paint into his hand.
"Come on then." He pulled himself to his feet, picked the little girl up and they made their way into her small bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye I spied Rose watching the two of them, a hint of a smile on her face.
"What?" Damn, she copped me.
"Nothing." I couldn't suppress my grin. "What on earth would I have to say?" Jazz sniggered next to me.
"Shut up the pair of you." She thrust a can at each of us and sat down. "Alice'll be here in a bit." She looked at Jazz as she said this, smirking at his blushes. "I hear you got nicked again last night." She frowned at me.
"Good news travels fast." I internally cringed at the memory of my mum that hit me. "It was nothing."
"This time. You need to grow up Edward. You really think that you keep getting away with this shit?"
"Leave it Rose." I sat at the small table under the window and drank my coke.
"Ok, it's your so called life."
The rest of the morning passed by in comfortable banter as Rose pottered around after Morgan and Emmett. When Morgan had fallen asleep on Em's lap watching Cinderella we decided to leave the girls to do whatever it was that girls did when we weren't around.
Just as we left the flats and were headed towards the car my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out to check the messages. Got some good pills I need you to get rid of for me. James.
"Gotta go guys, business calls." I left my friends and ran to the nearest bus stop. "Meet you in the Crown later."
I arrived at James' flat and let myself in. I found him in the kitchen sat at the table, bags of small white pills around him.
"Hey man." I lit a cigarette and sat opposite him.
"Hey Ed, these are yours." He threw a plastic baggie at me. "Hundred in there, tenner a time." He told me the same every time.
"No worries. I'll be back with the cash tomorrow." I left him to it and headed home.
When I got home, my mum was sat at the kitchen table, a cup of tea in her hands.
"Hey mum." I opened the fridge and grabbed provisions to make a sandwich. She ignored me. "Mum?" I turned to look at her.
"I can't take any more Edward." Her voice shocked me, it was so quiet. "I love you, but I hate what you do."
"It's my life mum."
"It never used to be. You –"She cut herself off as the tears began to run down her face.
"Mum, don't do this. Tears won't make any difference. This is me, get over it." I hated being like this with her, but it was the only way I could get to understand.
"It's not you. If you get brought home by the police once more, I'll have no choice." I stared at her.
"No choice about what?"
"You'll have to leave. I will not have you living under my roof behaving this way. I can't stand back and watch my son become a criminal. You are ruining my life as well as your own. I hate to think what your fath-" I cut her off this time.
"My father? Ha, what a waste of space. He would have nothing to say seeing as he fucked off years ago. He has no claim over what I do. You want me to leave? I'm gone." I stormed up to my room, shoved some clothes, CDs and books in a bag. My mum hadn't moved.
"Edward, please. Don't do this. You don't realise, if you get charged with anything else, its young offenders. They'll lock you away."
"Fine. I just won't get caught." I turned to look at her. "Bye mum."