Broken

Chapter 1

"Scarlett!" I woke up with a jolt and a gasp following right after.

"SCARLETT!" I heard my mother screaming loudly from downstairs.

"What!?" I screamed back while scratching my messy bed head.

"Get the hell up, and come downstairs."

I can tell she's sober, because she's not in a good mood. she's never in a good mood when she's sober; mostly because she either has a massive hangover or she's just mad because she's waiting on her next high.

"I'm coming give me a half an hour!" I called down to her.

I brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, got dressed and threw my hair into probably the world's messiest bun.

I walked down my narrow steps into the living room where I saw my mother watching tv and drinking a beer on our worn out leather couch. I shook my head and just walked past her into the kitchen and grabbed myself a bowl from the cabinet. I've made a point to myself not to tell her the things she does wrong. It just brings up so much drama that I'm in no mood for.

I took out my lucky charms and filled the bowl to my liking and added milk. When I was finished eating I walked up to my mom and stared at her blankly.

My mother looked up from her television and gave me a dirty look. "What are you looking at?" She said dryly, while reaching for her cigarette pack, taking one of those disgusting things out and lighting it.

I cringed my nose, wafting away the horrible smell.

"I'm waiting for you to speak, you called me a million times while I was upstairs." I took out my cheap flip phone I bought myself a while back with my savings, and stared at the time for a few seconds. It was seven fifty five. I only have five minutes, until I have to get to school.

My mother looked at me for a brief moment.

"Oh yea.... We're moving to California. She said casually while taking a drag out of her cigarette.

"What!?" I cried out.

"Are you deaf? I said we're moving to California!" She said while stretching out the word 'said.'

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. California is almost 3000 miles away from here in New York! I have a friend here. I only have two more years to graduate high school and I at least what to graduate with my friend. Not some strangers! I can't believe this women!

"No. Absolutely not! I have a friend here how could you do this to me!" I said with raging tears springing out of my eyes before I could even stop them.

"Well you know what, you have no choice. I have a boyfriend down there so you better start packing!"

Boyfriend? What boyfriend? Wow this 'boyfriend' of hers must be some guy online... she probably doesn't even know the dude, and from what I can tell she's not very faithful.

"Are you kidding me? I am NOT living with some stranger!" I'm screaming now, curling my fists up into a ball.

"Well you have no choice. I'm the parent and I make the rules here not you! So I suggest you start packing because we leave tomorrow night!"

I scoff at my mother and head for the door, I stop for a moment and turn my head towards my so called mother and give her a dirty look.

"you're far from EVER being a parent." I screamed and slammed the door shut.

I ran down the street to my bus stop making sure I wipe all my tears away so no one sees me crying.

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