Rachel's POV
I went down stairs to get a Gatorade and some chips. I went to the kitchen. I went to go back upstairs. "Rachel in here now",my mom said. Wow for real. I turned around and slowly walked into the living room. "Sit down",I sat down awkwardly. "If this is about me and Sam we weren't doing anything major I promise". "I'm putting that aside for now right now we are talking about moving in with your dad". "Witch I'm not doing",I spoke up. "Rachel you are". "Mom you said we were coming to California to start a new life and that's what I have done so now you are going to ruin it",I said. "I'm not ruining it we can start a new life back in Florida with your dad". "Well that's the thing mom I can only have one life I can just keep starting over again I want to have the one I'm living now can't you understand that dad hates me mom he dose he called me the other day and told me how much he hates me and I have expected that",I said. "Honey he loves you he wants you in his life". I pulled up my sleeve to my shirt. I still had some bandage on my cuts. I took of the bandage. My cuts were now visible. My mom gasped. "When did you do that",she choked out. "I did it when you were gone". "Why". "Dad called me and told me how much he hated me mom when he is not in my life I'm fine but when he is a wreck luckily Sam came over or It could have turned into a whole other outcome". Tears were streaming down her face. She hugged me. "I'm sorry we don't have to move and I misjudged Sam I'm such a horrible mother". "No mom you are a great mom". "I love you so much". "I love you to".
