I just want to be normal

Twenty Four

Hey guys so this is just so you all know, I have been typing this story on both my ipad and my computer so if the gaps are further apart then its because I'm on my computer but I'm usually on my ipad but its just so you all know. Thanks guys and here's chapter 24:)

"Wow when you scare people you really scare them don't you?" Ki says as we walk out of the cinemas and towards the car.

"Yep." I say laughing.
"Please don't ask her to watch Annabelle. I hate that movie and she just makes it worse." Dylan says.
"Love you too Dyl." I say. He gives me the finger so I out two up.
"I have two😝😝." I say while sticking my tongue out. Ki laughs at our children leash argument.
"Ok well I dibs driving." Ki says.
"I'd be the front seat." Me and Dylan say the same time. We look at each other and run to the car I reach the car door first so he sulks on into the back.
"Better luck next time Dyl." I say. He sticks his tongue out at me and I laugh.
"Well let's get home. I have a feeling my mum has left with a lot of my stuff." I say sighing.
"You really don't like your mum right now do you." Ki claims while driving.
"Yeah I agree. You guys used to be so close." Will says.
"She called a divorce. That's what happened and I have a feeling Zac will be staying with us. Like permanently." I say.
"Why not your dad?" Thomas asks.
"He won't be able to handle him on his own and he is 12. No doubt he is getting that attitude that everyone hates. Especially when it's toward his parents." I say sighing. Again.
Soon we're at the house. I unlock the door and walk in.
"We're home!" I shout. Nothing stirs. I shout again. No reply. I look at the others and we run. I dump my stuff in the front step and run upstairs. I go to my room. Nope. Zac's room. No. Please no. The other rooms. Shit! I run back downstairs and everyone is standing at the door.
"Any luck." I ask.
"No." They all answer. "You?" I shake my head.
"I did find this in the kitchen though." Will says. Handing me a piece of paper.

Hi Kaya and co.
We are sorry we left but we had too. We are taking Zac with us so don't worry about him. By the time you've read this note we would most likely be gone. Sorry for springing this on you so suddenly. We love you and wish the best for the scorch trials.
Xoxo Mum.
Love you my ass.
"They're gone." I say.
"What?" Thomas asks. Reading the note.
"They're gone." I say barely above a whisper. I don't break down but I do get mad. I run upstairs and slam the door to my room closed. I had grabbed my things before I ran up so I get my phone out. Then I call her. My mum.

"Hello?" She asks.

"Hi mum." I say through clenched teeth.

"Oh Kaya hi. I see you have gotten home." She's nervous. I find that funny. A mother being scared of her daughter.

"You bet and I am NOT happy." I say. Almost yelling.

"Well sweetie-" She goes to say but, I cut her off.

"Don't call me that!" I say. Getting angrier by the minute.

"Well I'm sorry but I had to go. And Zac wanted to come with. I'm sorry Kaya." She apologises.

"Well then can I please talk to Zac to say a proper goodbye." I ask. She hesitates at first but I hear the crackling of her handing the phone over.

"Hello?" Its Zac. He seems... Upset.

"Zac its Kaya. Are you ok?" I ask. Worried for my baby brother.

"Kaya. Please come and get me. I want to stay with you. Not mum." He says. Almost in tears.

"Zac, you know I can't go to the airport and mum probably won't let me." I say. Feeling sorry for the guy.

"Please Kaya." He whispers. Then my mum takes the phone off of him.

"Well we have to go so we will talk later." Then the line went dead. I threw my things at the wall in frustration. I threw everything that ever meant anything to my mum. I picked up a photo frame from one of my uncles weddings and threw it at the wall. I threw everything. The boys never came up. Then just as I was about to throw a photo frame it caught my eye. It was me and Zac from when we went to Australia. It was just us. I was 16 at the time. I smile at it. It was the first time I actually got to take care of him for longer then a few hours. Let alone in another country. I smile at it and place it back on the bedside table. It was only then that I came back to my senses. My room looked as if a bomb had hit it. Glass was everywhere and so were precious memories that I had ruined. I picked up all the photos and sat on my bed. Smiling stupidly at all the memories I had with my weird but amazing family. Then I get the idea to photocopy them all then send them to my mum. To tell her how much she'll be hurting the family by doing the divorce. Before that though I run down to the basement that we have done up since moving in. It is also the laundry though. I find the broom and the dustpan and the broom then run back upstairs to my room to clean all the glass. I'm also going to have to use the vacuum to make sure I got all the glass.

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2 hours later and I've finally finished cleaning my room. It is all finished and I couldn't be more happy. Finally. It is 9pm and for a change I'm not tired. So I go to the study with all the photos and scan them onto my computer. I then go ahead and make them into a collage. Making sure they all fit the page. They don't so I make several collages. Then I print the pages out. I write a letter on an A4 piece of paper. The last line saying 'I hope you know you're hurting the family.' The whole point of this is to make her feel bad. I've made the letter to be for her eyes only. The collages they can all see. I dig through the draws to find an envelope and a stamp so I can give it to the mailman in the morning. I write my address on the back then put it in the letterbox. Hoping that he collects it.

I go back inside and realise the time is 11pm. Then my eyes start to droop so I walk upstairs and go to my room. The door is closed and I don't recall closing it so I knock. 

"Yeah." It's Ki. Figures. I open the door and walk in. He's laying the bed shirtless. I avoid it best I can and put my pyjamas on in the bathroom. Then I crawl into bed and snuggle into Ki's arms. Falling asleep on his chest.

Hey guys, double update because I love you all. Hope to get the next chapter up soon and I have made the decision to incorporate the scorch trials filming into this book and not a new one. It won't include the death cure unfortunately (sorry) but I am thinking of making a THOMAS SANGSTER book! So for all the lovers of Thomas Sangster that will hopefully be up soon.