Post by Bee on Apr 22, 2010 6:23:47 GMT
After sitting here very pissed off at Neighbours for almost a day now.. I decided to write a story just to make myself feel a hell of a lot better.. this popped into my head before and its been nagging at me ever since!
Be warned this story will have very little Declan in it and when it does i'm more then likely not to be nice about him!
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Bridget Parker woke up from her dream, she'd had one every single day since leaving Ramsay street like this one, it was of a car crashing and of her loosing India.
The idea that she'd loose India frightened the life out of her, after her estranged husband had left her for another woman she did not want to loose the only thing that made her life worth living.
"Mummy!" A small voice called from the room next door, "I'm ready to get up!!"
Bridget smiled, she was so proud of her daughter, she was glad that her daughter did not resemble her father at all, she was all Bridget, and that's the way Bridget liked it.
"Okay Indy" Bridget called, "You can get up i'm awake".
Bridget heard the door open and then watched as her own creaked open and a tiny face popped in.
"Mummy you're naughty!" India told her, "You're still in bed you told me you were awake".
"I was" Bridget said honestly, "Come sit with me".
India ran to the other side of the bed and climbed in with her mum, Bridget put her arm around India and kissed the top of her head.
"What do you want to do today?" Bridget asked.
"Ummmm go to the park" India said.
"Park it is then!" Bridget told her.
Bridget only had one day off a week, India had started school that year so Bridget was able to work for enough money to support herself and India with no other income, not even from India's father who hadn't seen her since she was 3 weeks old.
"Can we watch your TV mum?" India asked looked eagerly at the TV.
"No lets get up and get ready!" Bridget smiled, "Do you want Nan to come?".
"Yeah Nanna!" India nodded her head vigorously.
"I'll call her and you go get dressed in your clothes" Bridget instructed, "I'll meet you in the kitchen for sunday pancakes in ten".
India giggled and ran and jumped off the bed in a flying leap and ran into her bedroom.
Bridget picked up her phone to ring her mother but a phone call came through instead, Mark, her new man. Bridget answered.
"Hey do you want to come see a movie with me?" He asked without saying hello.
"I would love to but it's my day off with India" Bridget said honestly, "I'm going to the park with her if you want to bring Alyssa?".
"She's with her mum this weekend" Mark sounded put out.
"Do you want to come anyway?" Bridget asked, "Indy would love you to, you know she called you dad the other day?".
"Did she?" Bridget could hear Mark smiling on the other end of the phone.
"Yeah she loves you" Bridget said, "Do you want to come?".
"I'd love to" Mark said.
They said their goodbyes and Bridget got up to get changed and went into the kitchen where India was pulling eggs out of the fridge.
"Mark's going to come" Bridget told her.
India nodded, "I heard his voice from my room, why does he shout?".
Bridget smiled and shook her head, "I dont know sweetheart".
^ writing that did not bother me in the least... shows how little respect i feel for Declan now....
Be warned this story will have very little Declan in it and when it does i'm more then likely not to be nice about him!
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Bridget Parker woke up from her dream, she'd had one every single day since leaving Ramsay street like this one, it was of a car crashing and of her loosing India.
The idea that she'd loose India frightened the life out of her, after her estranged husband had left her for another woman she did not want to loose the only thing that made her life worth living.
"Mummy!" A small voice called from the room next door, "I'm ready to get up!!"
Bridget smiled, she was so proud of her daughter, she was glad that her daughter did not resemble her father at all, she was all Bridget, and that's the way Bridget liked it.
"Okay Indy" Bridget called, "You can get up i'm awake".
Bridget heard the door open and then watched as her own creaked open and a tiny face popped in.
"Mummy you're naughty!" India told her, "You're still in bed you told me you were awake".
"I was" Bridget said honestly, "Come sit with me".
India ran to the other side of the bed and climbed in with her mum, Bridget put her arm around India and kissed the top of her head.
"What do you want to do today?" Bridget asked.
"Ummmm go to the park" India said.
"Park it is then!" Bridget told her.
Bridget only had one day off a week, India had started school that year so Bridget was able to work for enough money to support herself and India with no other income, not even from India's father who hadn't seen her since she was 3 weeks old.
"Can we watch your TV mum?" India asked looked eagerly at the TV.
"No lets get up and get ready!" Bridget smiled, "Do you want Nan to come?".
"Yeah Nanna!" India nodded her head vigorously.
"I'll call her and you go get dressed in your clothes" Bridget instructed, "I'll meet you in the kitchen for sunday pancakes in ten".
India giggled and ran and jumped off the bed in a flying leap and ran into her bedroom.
Bridget picked up her phone to ring her mother but a phone call came through instead, Mark, her new man. Bridget answered.
"Hey do you want to come see a movie with me?" He asked without saying hello.
"I would love to but it's my day off with India" Bridget said honestly, "I'm going to the park with her if you want to bring Alyssa?".
"She's with her mum this weekend" Mark sounded put out.
"Do you want to come anyway?" Bridget asked, "Indy would love you to, you know she called you dad the other day?".
"Did she?" Bridget could hear Mark smiling on the other end of the phone.
"Yeah she loves you" Bridget said, "Do you want to come?".
"I'd love to" Mark said.
They said their goodbyes and Bridget got up to get changed and went into the kitchen where India was pulling eggs out of the fridge.
"Mark's going to come" Bridget told her.
India nodded, "I heard his voice from my room, why does he shout?".
Bridget smiled and shook her head, "I dont know sweetheart".
^ writing that did not bother me in the least... shows how little respect i feel for Declan now....