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When I was in year 9 this girl got pregnant, she was in my year. She didn’t tell her mum until she was 6 months pregnant, and by then it was far too late. So she had to go through the pregnancy, she loves her child obviously, but she says it’s the biggest mistake of her life. She has not had much of an exciting life since the birth of her child, because she has too look after her, she works full time at tescos and barely has time to do anything for herself. I just don’t want to end up like that, I want a decent job and I want to have bought my own house and be in a stable relationship before I even think about kids. I just don’t want my kids to have to scrape by like I had too. That is why I worked hard at school, and I’m at university getting qualifications.
By now the food had been at our table for about 10 minutes and I hadn’t even started it, I had been so far into my own world I didn’t even notice. “Kirsty, your food, Jesus Christ” said Amber. She attempted to whisper to Ashley that I’m so stupid, but I still heard it. I started to eat my food and it made me think, Danielle is going to get massive soon, she’ll not be able to wear her skanky dresses, well she probably will. “Kirsty when do you graduate from university and become a fully trained doctor?” asked Ashley all out of the blue. “When I’m 25, why?” I replied with. Why would he even ask that? Why would he even take interest in me? “Just wondered” replied Ashley. Ashley said to Stefan “6 years”. I didn’t understand what he meant but I didn’t care. Amber started waffling on about her mum. I decided to just stop listening there; I knew it would be some boring shit.
When i was 10 we went on a family holiday to Turkey, I loved it. We stayed at this hotel and it had water slides, a private beach which was just down some steps at the hotel and like 3 pools. The food was amazing and it was easy access to everything you ever needed. I loved that holiday; me and my mum went snorkelling in the sea together and played in the pool. We bought an inflatable crocodile and everything. All the family was happy on that holiday. That was one of my favourite family holidays by far. Back then I didn’t realise how precious these memories would be to me. Something that Amber said brought me back to her rant. “Sometimes I hate my mum so much, I just want her to die” that one sentence made me feel so angry, so mad; I just wanted to slap her. “How the fuck can you even say that? You never know when you’ll need your mum; yeah she might do your head in. But you’re lucky to have a mum who loves you” I said back to her. “Shut up, just because your mum is dead” that’s when I slapped her. Straight across the face, it left a nice red handprint in her slaggy orange face. That one action made me feel so good. She deserved a good slap, the fact she chucked her diner at me had no effect on me. I don’t regret slapping her. So I just stood up and left. Stefan followed me. He gave me a hug and I put my head on his shoulder. “She just made me so mad, at least she has a mum, and her mum loves her and supports her” I said. “I understand your rage” Stefan said. He kissed my forehead, and held my hand as we headed back to the villa. Amber came out of the restaurant screaming, we could hear her 20 meters down the road. She was in full rage.