Hey everyone thank you for the support and the kind comments i really appreciate it❤️ I know some people just skip the author's note but read this one. My first language is not english. I am Russian, i do not speak Russian tho (my parents never taught me) i speak french, and english is my second language. So im very sorry if i make some mistakes with spelling the words correctly or put the words in the right place. Im trying my best to spot errors 😁 Anyways i hope you guys are safe and healthy and im very happy that people are actually reading this book. Thank you so much!
Sam xx
⚠️TW: Mention of PTSD, Depression, Cannabis(weed)⚠️
"Fuck no!" You sighed.
This time he was serious. It happened several times that Mark paid your rent. 5 times exactly. You lived in this appartement your whole life with your mom. He also often paid your mother's rent because she couldn't make you both live well. She struggled a lot and she had to go to the streets to... work. Sometimes she would come home with bruises and black eyes. You took care of her every night. Massaging her back, helping her shower, helping her dress properly for her 2nd job as a protein saleswoman. Sometimes you wanted to give her a high five and she flinched. No matter how many times you told her that you would never hit her and you loved her, she always seemed sad. It was hard for her. But she still managed to make you happy, even if she wasn't. You always thought she would overcome her PTSD and depression, because she was a strong woman. Unfortunately she wasn't strong enough.
You were looking at the piece of paper that could destroy all the memories you had in your appartement. This couldn't be real. You had to do something but you were scared to fall in the same trap as your mother. Coming home to your child and not having enough food to make a simple meal. Having trouble just to take a shower. Crying yourself to sleep every night, hoping that you don't wake up the next morning. You didn't want that.
A tear rolled down your cheek and fell on the paper. You took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling.
"Ughh.. i can't believe in doing this..." you said to yourself.
You stood up and curled up the paper eviction into a ball and tried to throw it in the trash but it just went straight to the floor.
"Goddamnit!"
You took off your pants and put on the mini shorts, looking at your reflection in the mirror.
"I need to loose some weight though." As you gently tapped your belly.
"Hmm."
*ding ding*
You turned your head towards the noise. You received a message. You made your way to your nightstand and took your phone.
9:46
Kayla: Wakey wakey sleeping beauty!9:46
Y/N: Im up. What's up9:47
Kayla: Are you still coming? You can come earlier if you want im making a smoothie.9:48
Y/N: Yeah im coming. I just need to stop to the grocery to buy a watermelon. Im leaving now.You put you phone in you hoodie pocket, took you backpack and key, put on your shoes and made your way to the door when you received another message.
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