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Rebecca's Story
Chapter three
I took a final look around my room picked up my hold all and quickly
went to the bathroom. I picked up the mouthwash and after taking a
mouth full and rinsing my mouth out. I put it in my hold all along with
my toothbrush, shampoo, talcum powder and deodorant. I sprayed some of
the perfume I had found on my neck then placed the bottle in my
handbag.
I changed my mind about leaving my hair down and after brushing it I
put it up in a high ponytail with a couple of white scrunches. Luckily
my hair was long enough to give me a ponytail that reached my neck, I
put my silver headband into my hold all and zipped it up.
Closing the bathroom door behind me I went downstairs, leaving my hold
all by the front door.
I looked at my watch almost seven thirty, Mr. Reed had said eight to
eight thirty so I went into the lounge and sat on the couch to wait. My
mind was racing with thoughts, I wasn't sure if this was the right
thing to do but couldn't think of another way out.
The sound of a car engine broke into my thoughts as it stopped outside
my house. I heard the door slam shut and footsteps making their way up
the path to my front door. I checked my watch it was only seven forty
five he was really early.
I got up and walked to the hallway and stopped in front of the mirror,
straightened my clothing checked my hair and practiced my smile. I
grabbed my jacket put it on and waited for the knock on the door.
My heart was beating so hard I could hear it, when the knock came even
though I was expecting it I jumped. I could see through the glass that
there were the silhouettes of two people one large and one small.
I walked to the door and opened it a crack to check who it was. Mr.
Read stood looking at me with some younger woman behind him they both
smiled as I opened the door fully to allow them to step in.
"Good evening Caroline are you all ready, I don't suppose your dad has
turned up yet then?"
I shook my head and looked down at my feet I don't know why but I was
starting to cry, I felt unloved unwanted and lonely, deserted by every
one I had loved.
I felt an arm go around my shoulder and looked up to see the woman
smiling at me.
Mr. Reed began to speak, "Let me introduce Marion Clayton this lady
will look after you and ensure you get the help and support you need."
I looked up at her and tried to give her a smile, I guessed that she
was about thirty-five maybe a couple of years older. She had an honest
face and wore very little make up. I could no longer hold back my
emotions I ended up sobbing my heart out, she turned to face me and
took me in her arms and gave me a hug I broke down and cried and sobbed
to her that I was sorry for the trouble I was causing.
After a while I began to get back my self-control and pulled myself
together a little.
Marion Clayton began to speak to me in a quiet reassuring tone, "Please
call me Marion I want us to feel comfortable with each other. Have you
packed all your clothes and your personal things, and are you on any
tablets or contraception pills because it may well be little while
until your home again. Or at least until we find your dad or mum."
I opened my bag and pulled out the tampons and the perfume along with
my mascara and other bits of make-up and the two strips of birth
control pills I had found in my sister's room fell out.
She picked them up and said, "Give me this unopened strip and I will
get you a repeat prescription from your doctor."
I nodded my head and said thank you quietly not wanting this nice lady
to find out who I really was. I put my stuff back into my bag and Mr.
Reed picked up my hold all that contained everything I owned.
We walked out of the house and I pulled the door shut behind me, Marion
stood by the side of me with her hand held out. I slowly released the
key and it dropped into her hand, the key may have been my last escape
if I was found out but now it was gone. So I would have to be very
careful.
Mr. Reed put my bag in the boot of his car and opened the rear door for
me to step in; I sat down with my legs tightly together and put my
seatbelt on. They both got in and belted up and we drove away my mind
was in a right state not knowing what to expect.
But there was one thing in my mind that was really bugging me and that
was being called Caroline I hated it almost as much as I hated my
sister.
I leant forward a little in the car and asked the two adults if they
would mind not calling me Caroline, as I hated it, "Can you call me
Becky, everybody else does. It's my middle name you see."
Marion turned in her seat and smiled, "Short for Rebecca I guess, Becky
it is then." She turned back to face forward.
I gave her a smile making sure to show my white teeth, which I had read
somewhere was more open and sincere.
I sat back in the seat and watched the passing streets and shops as we
left town, clouds were gathering blocking out the sun. We headed toward
the outskirts of a neighbouring town. I could still smell my perfume
and taste the mouthwash, I felt quite as ease with these people and
even though I didn't really know them I trusted them. We drove for
about another thirty minutes and then turned into a leafy lane that
according to the sign led to Wilton hall, after a couple of minutes we
pulled up outside this huge country manor house.
I was shocked at the size of this place Marion must have noticed as she
gave me a brief history lesson.
"Wilton hall was left to the state five years ago by George Wilton who
was the last surviving member of the family. He wanted the place put to
good use for the community and left the house the stables and the
grounds to be used for homeless children. He also left sixty three
million pounds as well so as you can guess we try to keep the place as
nice as possible and not waste his money. We get very little support
from the government and we try to be self sufficient, we also run small
local services for the elderly and infirm, most kids who come here
never want to leave.
"Originally the house had fifteen large bedrooms but we have had them
altered and now we have thirty-four bedrooms and ten toilets and
bathrooms and a large kitchen/diner that we all use. The girl's
bedrooms are on the left of the house and the boy's on the right, we
have fairly strict rules which we expect you to follow for behaviour
upstairs, but downstairs is more relaxed as it's a very social area.
Everything you need is here, if you need some thing special just ask a
team leader or any of the adults."
She smiled at me and held the large front door open for me to enter the
very bright and modern looking reception area.
She continued, "Your bedroom is L22, Bill will help you up with your
stuff and show you how to find your way about. Later on this evening we
will have to go through some paper work and ensure we have all the
information we need to track down your parents."
Bill picked up my hold all and said, "Come on lass, let's get you
settled in."
He walked up the hall to a flight of stairs and I followed him, two
flights later we turned left and headed down a long corridor it was all
clean and bright and fairly modern.
We arrived at room number L22 and he put the key in the door and opened
it up holding the door for me to enter.
I quickly looked around the room, it wasn't large but there was plenty
of room to move and it had a large window, which overlooked the garden
to the rear of the house.
Bill put my bag down and said, "You get yourself sorted and I will
arrange for a little supper. I'm sure you must be hungry when its ready
I'll send someone to fetch you see you later Becky."
He stood up straight in front of me and looked me in the eye. "The kids
in here have all suffered in one way or another, so be prepared for a
little animosity until you've settled in and they trust you."
I said, "Thanks Mr. Reed."
He laughed and said, "Will you stop calling me Mr. Reed and start
calling me Bill."
He smiled at me and left closing the door quietly behind him, I sat
myself down on the bed and looked at my watch it was only eight thirty
five yet a lifetime seemed to have passed by.
I opened my hold all and laid my collection of clothes on the bed, I
was desperate to put a skirt on but thought I had better leave until I
am sure they really think I'm a girl. I opened the wardrobe and hung up
my few skirts and dresses and put my shoes at the bottom. There was
also a set of drawers under the dressing table, which I put my
underwear, make up and my toiletries.
As I looked in the mirror of the dressing table I saw that my mascara
had run where I had been crying and I looked a real mess. I took my
toothbrush and paste out of the drawer I had just put them in and got
up and left my room to find the bathroom. I opened the door slowly to
check if anyone was about, finding it empty I ran along the corridor
until I found a door with a WC sign on it.
I tried the door, it opened. I went in, it was a lovely clean bathroom
with a shower and also a bath and washbasin. I turned the taps on the
basin and filled the sink and washed my face and neck and cleaned my
teeth. I sat down and went for a wee and while I took a piece of toilet
tissue I noticed how chipped my nail polish had become.
I left the bathroom feeling a lot fresher and managed to get back to my
room without meeting anyone. I shut the door behind me and returned to
my seat in front of the dressing table, the face staring back at me
didn't look seventeen and a half, and even with a full make up, I would
be lucky to get away with this.
I set to work on my face a little foundation and powder a trace of
blusher on my cheekbones. Then mascara, eye liner and eye shadow
followed by a light touch of pink lipstick, I put a bit more on than
earlier but it did help to make look a little older.
I opened my hand bag a took a birth control pill from the packet an
swallowed it down, I came across my perfume while I was in there so I
gave my neck a light spray and then my wrists.
I was just trying to make my mind up on whether to re-do my nails when
there was a light tap on the door. I felt the same pounding of my heart
as I had earlier as I stood up straightened my clothing and then opened
the door.
A small girl stood looking up at me with a big wide smile she said, "My
name's Sarah and I'm eleven, well almost. Marion said could you come to
the kitchen, I'll show you the way."
She took my hand and waited while I shut the door and then led me back
down the stairs to the kitchen, while we walked she talked
continuously.
"I've been here two years, well nearly two years. My mum and dad split
up and I don't know where they've gone, my brother goes to look for
them every weekend. You'll like him he's eighteen next month his name's
Mark. Next month he's promised to take me to a pop concert and say's if
I behave he will buy me a McDonald's as well. I collect dolls and
teddies I have one hundred well almost! I'll show you them to you
later."
I liked this little girl she made me realise there are other people
worse off than yourself, I squeezed her hand and said, "Thank you
Sarah."
We entered the kitchen Bill (Mr. Reed) was sitting by the window
looking into the room and Marion was just putting two mugs of tea down
on one of the many tables. The kitchen was huge and full of stainless
steel units.
I sat down nervously, being careful to be very ladylike and to keep my
legs closed. I self-consciously played with my earring; she placed a
plate in front of me with a small cheese sandwich on it.
"I hope this will keep you going until breakfast, I'm afraid Doreen has
gone home for the night."
I smiled at her and nodded my head and thanked her, she put a hot mug
of tea down in front of me followed by a bowl of sugar.
Marion sat down and started looking through some papers and said, "You
left school fourteen months ago and according to records you haven't
worked or signed on with social services. Have you thought about going
on to further education and perhaps starting a year back so as to catch
up on some of the exams you missed? You seem to have a flair for
physics and English perhaps you could go on to teachers training
college."
While she had been talking I had been breaking small pieces of sandwich
off and putting them into my mouth in the most ladylike way I could.
I nodded and said, "I would like to catch up with my schooling and get
better results, though I'm not sure I'm cut out for teaching."
She looked up and said, "That's what I thought about myself, but I
really enjoy it and you get twelve weeks holiday a year and free school
meals. Yuk!"
She began laughing, it was hypnotic and soon we all laughed with her, I
felt myself relax a little and finished my supper in a better mood.
Suddenly the door flew open and a group of four boys came into the
room. The tallest lad came over to our table and put his hands on
Marion's shoulders.
"Marion my lovely what's the chance of a sandwich then?" He kissed the
top of her head and the other boys groaned.
She replied. "David I am not your slave make your own, you lazy sods
and don't make a mess or a lot of noise."
They all threw a glance at me as I tried not to look at them and then
they disappeared over to the other side of the room and started delving
into a refrigerator to find something to eat. They deliberately
whispered as loudly as possible to wind Marion up she turned around to
face them and they all stopped at the same time.
Turning back to face me she said quietly. "Don't turn your back on this
lot or you'll either have your butt pinched or your bra undone."
I felt myself blush and go red with embarrassment. They heard her and
all laughed loudly.
Dave the guy who had spoke to her shouted across the room. "Okay if we
use the last of this ham up Marion?"
"Sure." she shouted back.
I looked over at them I noticed their eyes suddenly avoided mine and
then they pretended to argue over the crust. I guessed that the
youngest was about thirteen and the oldest about sixteen to seventeen
years old, they seemed a nice bunch of guys.
Marion looked at me and started to outline the next few weeks, "The
first thing we need to do is sort out a college for you. I've got all
your records from the school so that shouldn't be a problem. Next thing
we need to do is sort out some sort of income or part time job, as you
need to have a little bit of money for personal things. I will see
what's about for you, have you any money at the moment?"
I shook my head and said, "No."
She opened her bag and took out her purse, "Here a four pounds to keep
you going but it's got to be paid back, we believe in people earning
their own money and paying their own way."
I nodded to her and promised to pay her back as soon as I could. She
carried on explaining what was going to happen over the next few weeks.
"For the first couple of days you'll just have to hang out around the
house to try to get to know a few people and then see were you can help
out with the domestic chores. I know it's difficult but hang on in and
things will settle down for you. One of our senior girls Diane has
entered her last your in a hairdressing apprenticeship, I will have a
word and see if she can do your hair for you, I've never seen so many
split ends."
She smiled and stood up patting me on the head, picked her papers and
turned to Sarah. "Don't you think it's time you were getting ready for
bed honey?"
Sarah smiled a cheeky smile and took my hand, "I'm looking after Becky
as you instructed and she doesn't want to go to bed yet do you?"
I laughed and said, "No not yet."
Marion winked at me and said, "Make sure she's not too late to bed
please Becky." She looked towards the boys and said her good nights and
left the room. Bill was engrossed in the paper and the boys at the
other end of the room were all eating and just waved their hands to
her.
I got up and cleared the plates and cups from the table and started to
wash up, suddenly there was a commotion and the group of boys all ran
towards me and almost threw their plates at me.
"While your there just do these for us babe." They all started laughing
and put their dirty plates and cups on the drainer for me to wash up.
I felt stupid and just said, "Sure." quietly under my breath.
They all left the kitchen and the door slammed shut, peace once again
returned.
"They are a cheeky lot of buggers," said Bill he laughed as he stood
up. "They don't miss a trick you know, you'll have to keep your wits
about you girl or they will have you running around after them like a
mother."
Somehow every time someone called me girl or babe I got a thrill. I
finished washing up and Sarah who had started drying put the things
away.
Bill walked over to us and said, "I'm off home now, are you going to be
okay Becky?"
I said, "Yeah fine." and gave him a big smile to say thanks and he left
by another door.
Sarah and I left the kitchen clean and tidy and Sarah had decided to
show me the TV room and the new DVD player they had just had fitted.
"All the older boys put their money together and bought it for Marion,
she cried and insisted they put it in the TV room where her 'family'
could share it."
She led to the door and opened it, there were a few boys watching a
football game or something sporty they never even bothered to look up
when the door opened. I looked around the room it was a very
comfortable room and smelt fresh and clean. There were various shelves
with videos and DVDs on which were labelled with the room numbers of
the owners.
Sarah took my hand and pulled at me, "Come and see my room I have a
huge collection of dolls and teddy bears."
She led me back up the stairs to the first landing where to my horror
the group of boys had chosen to hang out.
I hung back as Sarah walked straight up to them, "Hi guys I want you to
meet Becky."
She pulled me forward I felt embarrassed to say the least, she pointed
to youngest looking boy who was blushing almost as much as me.
"This is little David he's fourteen, next to him is Craig he's also
fourteen, hiding behind Craig is Ben he's fifteen." She paused as
though to think whether she had got it all right and then continued.
"Pete is Craig's older brother who is sixteen and a half and this is
big Dave he's a grown up, well almost."
Big Dave obviously loved himself as he stepped forward and gave a false
bow in front of me before taking my hand from Sarah's and kissing the
back of it. The rest of the boys laughed and I found myself laughing
too, despite now feeling a little more comfortable with them I still
rescued my hand from Dave's grasp. Big Dave must have been close to six
feet tall but was quite lanky with it, but his winning way was in his
smile that positively lit up the place.
Sarah was now tugging on my hand she seemed to want me all to her self.
I followed her to her room. She pulled out a necklace from which she
removed her door key and let us into the room.
As it was beginning to get dark she switched the light on, her room was
full of dolls and teddy bears, on every shelf on the floor even on the
top of the wardrobe. She sat on the bed and patted it to tell me to sit
beside her.
"Would you like to see my one very special doll?" She asked.
I nodded and smiled at her, she pulled the covers back from the top of
the bed and the most beautiful doll I have ever seen was placed on my
lap. It was dressed in almost a wedding dress with lace and silk with
the most exquisite face and hands, it wore the highest of heels and
even had silk undergarments on. Its hair was long and dark tied back in
what looked like a gold clip.
"She's called Sierra, she's Spanish and was hand made in Barcelona."
I carefully passed her back to Sarah and said, "She is truly fantastic
Sarah I bet you're proud of her." she nodded and carefully placed her
back on her pillow.
I looked at my watch it was almost half past nine Sarah saw me looking
and sighed, "I know it's time I was in bed." She stood up and started
to get undressed.
I stopped her and said, "Wouldn't it be better if you kept your clothes
on while you go and clean your teeth and wash?"
She laughed at me and produced a nightdress from underneath her pillow
and a dressing gown from the back of the wardrobe door. She carried on
undressing as I pretended to look at some of her teddy bears she spoke
as she changed.
"If I share one of my teddy bears with you, tomorrow will you show me
how to put on some make up, Just a little bit not loads so I get into
trouble with Marion."
I said I would provide, she went to bed, she told me to wait a moment
as she opened the door of the wardrobe and searched for something.
Suddenly she was back by my side and she was pushing a teddy into my
arms.
"He's called Boris and you've got to promise to love him and kiss him
goodnight every night."
I promised and pulled the covers back for her to climb in, she laid
down and I pulled the covers back up and over her, I leant forward and
kissed her on the forehead I had to wipe a trace of lipstick off of her
head which made her laugh I said goodnight.
She sniffed the air and said, "You smell ever so nice Becky, good
night."
I left the room quietly closing the door behind me her room was number
L16 so I made my way up the corridor until I found L22, I pulled my key
out and unlocked the door and switched on the light.
Closing the door behind me I let out a big sigh and flopped onto the
bed still cuddling Boris.
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