pray to god he hears you.
She's meant to be upstairs revising for her upcoming exams but instead, she's been summoned to the living room because her parents need to talk to her. She doesn't know what's so important they have to talk to her now, asap.
She sits down on the sofa, eyes fixed on her brother who's playing cars in the middle of the living room. She places the book down beside her, looks at her parents who are acting strangely and asks; "Well? What's the news?"
"Oh I get it." She says, picks up her english book and throws it in the direction of her mother. In bounces off the wall and lands in a heep beside Baz; "You're getting a divorce aren't you?"
Charlie and Baz exchange a glance before they reply, "Yes we are."
They look at each other again, "Your father and I don't love each other anymore."
"Don't treat me like I'm some sort of idiot." Lauren answers, "I'm not Louis' age. I'm not some kid you can lie too to save your skin. Nobody falls out of love, there's a reason why people get divorced and that is definitely not one of them."
She stands up, bends down and picks up her book, "When you can be bothered to talk to me like an adult, I'll be in my bedroom."
Lauren lies on her bed, legs in the air, flicking through the book she'd already read for a fourth time. Still, she knew she needed to know the book off by heart for the exam in a weeks time. Woah, a week? It really does go quickly doesn't it, she thinks.
She hears a knock on her bedroom door and Lauren looks at it. She calls the person into the room and the door opens and Baz pops her head around the door. She smiles at her only daughter and approaches the bed.
Lauren sits up, closes her book and looks at her mother; "You coming to talk to me like I'm an adult and not some little kid?"
Baz sighs and sits beside her daughter; "Your father and I haven't been happy for a while. We were protecting you, both you and Louis. And I know you're upset by the news but—"
"I'm not upset."
She rests her head against Baz's shoulder; "I'm not upset, hell I've seen you two argue and I believe if you're unhappy then leave but—you and dad have been married for fourteen years. When you got married, you vowed to love each other for richer and poorer, in sickness and in health. I don't understand that now, fourteen years later, you're throwing it away. For what?"
Baz sighs. Her daughter is intelligent and she takes her hand, "Whatever happens your father and I will always love you right?"
Lauren nods and nibbles her lower lip. There's a comfortable silence between the two until her mother blurts out;
"I've been offered a job in Canada and I'm going to take it. I want you to come with me Lauren." Lauren allows the news to sink in for a moment and shakes her head. She can't leave her father, she loves her father to pieces.
jottings — writing too much recently, terrible isn't it? like it enough to favourite/alert, please review:3