Chapter 84 : I wish i was the spider

 “Ewwwwww!” I heard my mother scream from the living room below me. “Kill it kill it!” Assuming she wasn’t on about Brian her new boyfriend and shiny new toy who I wouldn’t’t really mind if she murdered I thought I should go and see what the object of her rage was this time. It could have been something small and insignificant. She could also mean Arabella, not so insignificant.

I sprang lightly to the balls of my feet. I was weak from not eating for so long but my new slimmer figure seemed more agile, more cat like, and I liked it. I liked to show off my new maneuverability how light I now was. How pure my insides must have looked from days of not eating. I just needed to lose a bit more and I would be the face of purity

When I got down the stairs I arrived to see my mother standing on the arm of our old worn out sofa with the Argos book posed ready in her hand ready for the attack. I had to suppress a laugh. She looked like the woman out of the Tom and Jerry cartoons.

“What’s the matter mum” I asked, not really caring but asking because I knew she had spotted me.

“Spider,” She yelled “Big bloody hairy thing” she squealed pointing at the floor. “Ewwww! Kill it Mia, Kill it!”  She shouted again thrashing the Argos book around her at some invisible intruder. It might have worked if the spider was seven foot tall and not seven millimetres.  I giggled to myself and walked across the floor and scooped the spider up in my hands. Mum grimaced and I had to resist the urge not to throw the spider into her face. If it wouldn’t have resulted in the injury or death of the spider or my beating I probably would of.

“You freak Mia!” Mum yelled trying to take a swipe at me with the Argos book, I dodged her attack. I was good at this now and continued out of the room and to the back garden the spider was very still in my hand I hoped he wasn’t already dead.

“Sorry about that little man.” I said whispering to my cupped hands as I sat on a ledge out in the garden. “I don’t think you’re all that scary. Not as scary as her and Brian anyway,” I whispered again. I then felt light scurrying in the palms of my hands signaling he felt the same way and was very eager to leave this hell hole. “Go on then.” I said unfolding my hand so it was straight. The spider quickly jumped into action and ran across the ground and into a hole somewhere. “Good for you.” I added with a little sad sigh to myself. “I wish I could run away too.”