When my mom found me in the bathtub she started freaking out. She instantly called Angie up and I was escorted back to my bed. She coddled me in my bed and a warm sensation I missed so much heated me. Everything really came crashing down when I was curled up into her lap in a fetus position.
My tears hit me like a clogged sink pipe. It hit me so hard and fast my whole body was limp from all the energy it was taking. I cried for my mom. I cried for my dad. I cried for all girls out there who have been in my position. Most of all, though, I cried for myself. For all Cody put me through, for all of the mistakes I made, when I drove out of town and came home to police in my household.
Mom just sat there and rocked me back and forth, crying with me. I felt so out of control, like I couldn't doing anything. I was helpless. She couldn't do anything but rub my back, brush her fingers through my wet, faded hair.
After god knows how long mom pulled me up all the way on to the bed and covered me with blankets. I looked up at her tear filled eyes and regret filled me. She looked so hurt and scared, I had done this to her. In all honesty this was one of the few moments she acted like a real mother. Her whole facade has fallen and she must feel helpless like me.
"Mommy?" I couldn't help myself but say her name as if I didn't really know if she was here or not. But sure enough she responded and I felt so safe and filled with hope.
"Yes sweetie, it's me." her voice broke halfway through.
I couldn't help but just stare at her. Staring at her made me feel like the outside world didn't exist, like she could fend off everything bad in my life. I could tell she knew what I felt, the way her eyes told me that I would be okay, and I don't think I could really describe the elation in me, because all a girl really needs is her mother.
Flashback
"Char! Food is ready." I put away my social studies text book and walked downstairs. My mom and dad were already seated and ready for me. I sat down and we said grace. Mom served us our food and we dug in. Halfway through chewing my dad asked, "How was your day pumpkin?"
My response came like always "Good." I couldn't have them know that I was picked on all day and sat alone at lunch like I usually do. It would have them asking more questions and demand I make actual friends. In all truth I do better without others. I prefer being independent.
"Good, good." My dad absentmindedly said. My mom hummed a response. This is how it always is, the same questions, the same answers, the same responses and the same conclusion. We ate dinner silently and when we finished mom cleared the table.
"Have you finished your homework?" My mother called from the kitchen. I replied yes and was about to walk upstairs when dad asked if I wanted to watch T.V. It was a rare occurrence when this happened so I answered with a yes afraid it might not happen again soon.
My dad relaxed back into the recliner and my mom and I sat on the sofa. We ended up on a random show and just carelessly watched. I was starting to doze when my mom noticed and asked if I wanted to go up to bed. I tiredly shook my head no.
Halfway through the show I was laying down with my feet on my mothers lap. She had thrown a blanket on top of us and was rubbing my ankles. It was probably the closest my mother and I had been, besides when I was a baby. I felt safe in her embrace.
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