Being Josh Ramsay's Daughter

Psychotic

I decided to get up and go see how Dad was doing.

I walked upstairs only to find him sleeping on the couch. I wrote him a note saying I went for a walk, slipped my jacket and shoes on and left.

I took a deep breath as I walked up the steps to my mother's front door. I knocked and impatiently waited for her to answer in it.

"Darling, what brings you by this evening?" She said, acting all sweet and stuff.

"What the hell is this?!" I screamed, shoving the letter in her face.

"Do not speak to your mother that way."

"You are NOT my mother. We may be related but I will never love you and you can't force me to live with you.  I love Daddy and I live with him."

"Look kid, you're mine. I carried you for nine months and I gave birth to you. I want you to live with me and I will get what I want. You will love me and you will stop talking to and about your father. You don't need to come to my door and have a mental breakdown about it. But I will be supportive because that's what mothers do. There there darling." She said, hugging me.

"You're psychotic!" I yelled, shoving her off of me and running home.

*A/N: sorry for the short chapter. I just really wanted to update and this is all I could think of at the moment. I promise the next one will be longer.*