*Emma's POV*
"Hello?" I called to my mom when I got to my house. I hear a groan from the kitchen, and fearing the worst, ran In there. I saw my mom sitting at the kitchen table with a beer in her hand. "Mom?" I asked tentatively. She raised her eyes to mine. I watched them focus on me, and then grow cold. "Where have you been?" Her voice was thick, but dangerously low. "I was at Joey's for dinner. I called and you said it was fine.My mom was obviously drunk. I backed up slowly. "Child, you really think that boy likes you? He probably pities you. What boy could like a failure like you?" And with that, she threw her bottle at the wall, where it shattered by my head. Startled and sobbing, I turned and ran to my room. I locked the door and burrowed into my sheets. I could hear my mom screaming and breaking things, but I didn't care. I shakily grabbed my phone and dialed Joey's number. "Hey, Em." I cleared my throat. "Joey, do you like me for me, or do you just pity me?" He sucked in air.
"Emma, I like you. For you. I don't pity you at all." My mom shrieked and broke something else. "What is that noise?" I shuddered. "The neighbor," I lied. "She is doing...home renovation." Joey said, "Bye, Emma. I'm have to so something with my family tomorrow so I won't see you until Monday." I said goodbye and disconnected. Finally, my mom was silent. I figured I should go and check on her. I found her in the living room, passed out in a puddle of her own vomit. I grabbed her arms and pulled her out of the puke. I cleaned up the sick, and then dragged my mom to her bathtub, leaving her inside of it. I took a quick shower, and after braiding my hair, got into bed. I clicked off the light, exhausted.
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Nobody Can Know
Teen FictionEmma was just a normal girl. Until the most popular guy in her school notices her, and asks her out. On one condition. Their relationship is secret. Because other girls would hurt her. But then her mother is fired. And everything is going wrong. Joe...
