Chapter 88

{Keyboard typing}
Today's entry 18/08/09
*Dear diary...
Why does it feel like a week has passed since the last time I was here? It was just a day? Wow, a whole lot had happened in just that one day and we have a lot of catching up to do. It's quite crazy how fast things change you know. It almost feels like time skips as soon as you close your eyes and before you know it, you've lived a thousand years.
I can't discern the entire situation but all I know is that Uncle Ken had snapped and asides the injury on Aunt Mel's foot and mum's paranoia, Stacey got most of the action. I had overheard mum asking Aunt Mel questions that didn't make much sense to me.
It seems like they were planning on taking Stacey for therapy and I don't understand. Wasn't therapy for adults? Why would a 9 year old child need therapy? I also heard something about PTSD, I had intentions to look it up when I came here but apparently, I haven't.
Oh, I almost forgot, Jay Harley has a nephew, I don't have the full details on that either. On to think of it, I actually never really have the full details to things and it's quite annoying for real. If I'm going to be starting my vlog, I need to get the complete side of every story I'd be putting out. Its a necessity.
Uhmm ummm, I'm thinking, okay? Relax. There's still stuff to tell you about, I just can't place my finger on any of them at the moment. Oh, yes, there isn't going to be any school attending today. Asides the fact that we had stayed up most of the time binge watching Rick and Morty, there was a whole lot going on for us and school could wait.
Before I go help mum with breakfast, I would like to put it down here before I uprightly lose my cool about it. I always thought Aunt Mel didn't like Daniel Fletcher. I mean, she usually talked about him like he was a stubborn flea that didn't want to go away. But now, she's all lovey dovey with him.
I know, she's going through quite some intense stuff right now but that isn't an excuse! Jesus! Why would she be curling her ass around the man of my dreams? Did I have to put a tag on him first? Women are mostly the problem women had for real.
'Women are mostly the problem Women had for real?" Someone read out the last line from the screen from behind the typist. Didn't they know anything about privacy in the house?! She screamed the question in her head before it came out of her mouth.
'Why in the hell are you going through my stuff, Daniel?!" She yelled at the annoying boy that was still poking his head over her shoulder to read more of her privacy.
The boy gave her an amused look, 'Oh, this isn't stuff, Maddie. Its trash and it needs to be thrown in the trash can" he said with a smile on his face. The typist would have said she hated his smile but it was just the replica of hers and she couldn't possibly hate her perfect smile.
'Did you just quote SpongeBob SquarePants?!" She yelled as she snapped the computer shut, ignoring the glum look on his annoying face and stormed out of the room. Brothers were the worse thing to happen to all of humanity and no one was going to convince her otherwise.
DANNY'S POV
'For the first time ever, you've succeeded in documenting something that wasn't your usual retarded stuff" I yelled after Maddie as she slammed the bedroom door shut. More than playing games and drawing, teasing Maddie was my all time favorite activity.
Frankie on the other hand, had somehow gotten used to my sarcasm and taunts but Madison, my sister wished she could kill me at any chance she got. I felt bad for her cause we were stuck together, not for life though, just for as long as we were still with our mum.
Pushing my attention from Maddie, I reached towards my iPad. Yesterday had been a very tiring day but at least I got a new member for my clan. Don't even bring that, 'Your clan consists of children" b/s like Frankie had said. Children were actually more reliable than adults, that I know for certain but would mum agree with me on that? I doubt.
Ken had argues about spending the night over at ours but the adults had concluded it was safer and more practical to do it at Daniel Fletcher's. The word I was focusing on was 'practical" they had mentioned ‘practical'.
Were they retarded? Trusting a man after everything that had happened? Men in this context wasn't referring to the up and coming ones like my brother and I, Men in this context were older men that could easily repeat what Ken Duke had done.
Aunt Mel hadn't even decided if she was actually going to go ahead with the divorce and she was already moving around with another man? Let's not forget this man is the same man she had never ever said anything nice about. Apparently, they were supposed to be sweethearts in highschool but he had left soon after prom and that door of romance had closed.
10 whole years after and she wants to rekindle the flame? Just because I believe in demons and the superior world of COD doesn't mean I don't approve of love. I did, but it was just plain stupidity to engage in anything with everything going on but I think they had other things in mind than that.
'You'd better not be going through my stuff!!" Maddie yelled from the kitchen and I smiled as I lifted the lid of the laptop. Asides being a very huge nerd, I wasn't exactly a fan of being told what to do.