"Mom! Jeez, just pick up the box and get your lazy butt up into your room! It's not that difficult!" I yell at my mom as she moves in. Throughout the day Cole and I have been doing most of the moving in. My mom has been sitting down for the majority of the time, flipping through her phone and complaining with multiple different problems. A few were, "my knees are bad," "I have bad arthritis in my hands," "I threw my back out," and other stuff like that. I have just about had enough. It's almost 7:30 at night and she has lifted about 2 or 3 boxes. Total. I am sick of her being lazy.
"Mom," I say, sitting down next to her. "The one thing that you need to learn is that here, in this little house, we pull our own weight. And it's not just something we decide to do out of the blue. If ou're gonna live here, you pull your weight. You need to get a job, and help pay for this place. You use part of your money to help pay for food, electricity, plumbing, and other neccessities. If you want to go on a shopping spree, good for you! I support it! Every girl needs a shopping day once in a while, but the first thing you do with your income is help us out. It also means that you will get your lazy butt up and help us unpack all of your crap," I finish. I might have been a little over dramatic but I think I got my poit across.
"Ok honey," she says standing up. I hear her bones crack while she stretches. "You two go on upstairs and relax, I'll finish settling in down here." This is why I enjoy havig my mom back. I knew that she would feel guilty and do most of anything I asked. At least for a while.
"Thanks mom, love you. Have a good night," I say before walking through our new kitchen and up the steps. I walk down the hall and into my room that I share with Cole. I open the doors but not before wondering why they're not open in the first place. I open the doors and find Cole, sleeping already in bed. I go into the bathroom and brush my teeth before climbing under the covers and turning on my side to go to sleep. I doze off and then I hear a crash downstairs. I try to get up but discover that Cole had wrapped his arms around my waist, caging me in. I can't get up easily but I force myself to leave the comfort of my bed and tip-toe dowstairs. I peek in on my mom and see that she is sitting there awake wondering the same thing I am. We walk into the kitchen together and I instantly recognize who caused the sound.
"Oh my..." I trail off stunned. "Matt?" I ask carefully. "What the heck are you doing in my house? How did you find out where I live, let alone get in here?" I start yelling at this point.
"Oh, my dear dear Abs, I told you all that time ago. I told you that I would always be able to find you, no matter where you are. I made a promise, baby, and I will keep it," I freeze when I remember the night he told me that.
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Ok, finally posted again even though its a really short chapter for my story but I just wanted to tell you guys that I posted a cast now so I wanna know what ya'll think! Thanks guys love all of ya please vote and comment and follow and yeah... have a good week
Next week I will have a really long chapter but I kinda hit a wall with this one so I saved the flashback for next time to make it extra long (shut up you perverts cough cough *Andrew Jacob Telenko* cough cough)
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Explosion
Ficción GeneralThis is about Abby's explosive life and relationship as she goes through highschool. She has to deal with an abusive father, a consistently drunk mother, spiteful and jealous exboyfriend, and typical girl problems throughout school.
