hellbound | h.s

nine

*･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Rory *･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

As if my life couldn't get anymore freaky, as usual, I of course had to have some random ass person say that they are my worst nightmare.

Really loving life at the moment.

Should I tell Sage? Should I tell the cops. This still could think this is the wrong person. But who would ever say that to anyone? Unless, maybe it's a friend? A joke? A prank. What if this person is dangerous.

Okay so if this person is dangerous, I definitely don't want Sage or anyone to be anywhere near it? There's a high chance this person is legit crazy. Okay, so I'm not telling Sage.

I just have so many questions that I want answered right now. Like I need them to be answered. This is stupid.

I just need something to distract me from this shit show. Though I feel like I shouldn't be complaining about it too much.

I may have an emotionally abusive mother, which actually I will get into in just a moment because boy do I have a lot to say on that topic. Anyways, back to what I was saying.

I may have an emotionally abusive mother, an abusive ex boyfriend, a horrible home life as a child, a stranger telling me I will get killed and knows where I live and to top it all off, a supposed stalker? I don't even know.

But, I have Sage. I have friends. I have enough money. I have food and I have a home. My life is not bad, I don't understand why I feel so shitty all the time.

Other peoples lives are way worse than mine. I can deal with this and be fine. I'm fine.

I wish I could just sleep this all off. But I couldn't sleep. Once again, my brain was all over the place.

So, as expected, my morning was pretty shit the next day.

And what made it even more shit was when my mother called me right when I was about to head out to The Nevermind Shop.

I didn't think my mood could get any lower but my mother always finds new, fun ways to surprise me. She's just so quirky.

I was making my coffee even though I fucking hate coffee because of the lack of sleep and I couldn't go to the cafe this morning. I usually get some tea and a muffin at the cafe but today was not one of those days. While my coffee was being made, I heard my phone go off throughout the apartment.

My first thought was that it was the unknown person who has been texting me. But when I picked up my phone, I did a double take when I saw the name 'Rachel' on my screen. That's my mothers name.

Oh how the horror filled right throughout my body when I saw that 6 letter name.

I picked it up and just said, "Hello? Mom?"

"Rory. Where have you been? I heard from your boyfriend that you moved to Paris? Is this true."

Wow. Getting straight to the point I see.

"Mother, Colton is not my boyfriend. And yes, it is true." I state back to her. She needs to understand that, that man was no good. He ruined me in every way a boyfriend could.

"You left me! You left me all alone!" Here it goes. The guilt tripping. My favorite form of manipulation from her. She's gotten so good at it but when has she not been good at making me feel guilty. "First your father and now you. Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable."

Her bringing up my father is already bringing back memories I would not like to relive at the moment. It's a very sensitive subject for me and she knows that. But right now, I need to keep it together.