Riot Girl by Laura J Whiskens

Author:Laura J Whiskens [Whiskens, Laura J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: House of Cats (UK) Publishing
Published: 2015-07-31T23:00:00+00:00

“I don’t know where your head’s at lately Indiana,” I cringed as Daniel called me by my full name.

I hated it to the point that it actually made my blood boil. Indiana reminded me of the cosmic joke my parents had made of me from birth. It was worse now that Daniel didn’t do it by way of teasing me, but that he actually meant it to scold me.

“Oh, I’m sorry Daniel,” I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm. I had only forgotten my car keys–it wasn’t the end of the world. We were out on the porch and I knew where I’d left them. “Just unlock the door and I’ll grab them, no harm no foul.”

He unlocked the door with a huff and I ran inside. Jacob was giggling at his silly mommy; he certainly hadn’t inherited his father’s straight-laced personality. When I returned to the porch I jingled my keys and Jacob gave me one of his heart-melting smiles. He really was the best thing to have ever happened to me, I thought as my heart swelled with love for him.

“Come on Jakey, let’s get outta here!” I ruffled his blonde hair and chased him to the car as Daniel locked up again.

“Jacob!” he called seriously and Jacob’s shoulders sagged as he stomped back to his father. Daniel leaned down and pointed to a spot on his cheek for Jacob to kiss. He did so obediently; he hadn’t inherited my urges to punch people who did things like that. More so the pity.

Jacob ran back to me and climbed into his booster seat in the front of the car. I closed the door after making sure his seatbelt was buckled properly and made my way round to the driver’s side. As I settled into my own seat Jacob looked at me intently.

“Daddy’s a real dummy,” he said and I stifled a laugh at the serious look on his face.

“That’s a mean thing to say Jacob,” I half-heartedly scolded him. His daddy was a dummy. “Why would you say that?”

“He’s no fun, the other kids’ daddies laugh and play games,” he was so solemn as he spoke that I almost laughed again. He leaned over seriously and whispered, “Shall we run away?”

“Not today kiddo, today we have to go to school,” I replied and turned the radio on as I pulled off the drive. Jacob pulled a face at me and we laughed. “Maybe we can run away on Saturday to the lake.”

As we neared the end of our street a familiar tune came on the local radio station. I groaned and rolled my eyes. This was happening all too frequently of late.

“Dreaming of coming home to you; talking like we used to do…” I reached to turn off the radio but Jacob pulled my hand away from the dial.

“Stop! I like this one mommy,” Jacob smiled at me and drummed his hands on his legs in rhythm with the beat. I forced a smile on my face and gritted my teeth as the song played out.

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