I went to my bedroom and started to pack my bag. I was crying while I was doing this because I didn't want Seth to get in trouble. I felt stupid to even say anything to my mom especially when she was never there for me when I was young. But I'm glad that my parents got a divorce, so I won't see my dad again. I finished packing my bag and was heading out to my mom's car.
Cora: Okay mom...I pack my bag.
Mom: Good. Let me put it in the trunk and you sit in the passenger seat.
Cora: Okay....
My mom put my bag in the trunk then sat in the driver seat. The car ride was silent. We arrived at my mom's apartment. I went to grab my bag and headed to her apartment. I put down my bag in the living room and looked around.
Mom: I will show you to your room.
Cora: Okay.
My mom only has two bedrooms. And I am staying in the smallest room. This room only fits a bed and a dresser.
Mom: Here is your room.
Cora: Thanks...this room is a little too small.
Mom: It's either this or the living room.
Cora: I rather sleep in the bedroom than the living room.
Mom: Then don't complain.
Mom: I'm going to the police to report both of those abuses.
Cora: Okay...can I invite Annabelle over. I need to talk to her.
Mom: Sure you can.
Cora: Thanks mom.
I was about to call Annabelle then Seth called me. I answered the phone.
