the waiting game

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As soon as I got home after going to see the boys leave, I called my mom and told her the news. Of course she was frustrated. And upset. But In all seriousness, her mom wasn't even in her life, she had no say in what her daughter did With her life.

**flashback to 4 years ago**

"mom! why can't you fucking understand my feelings! I wanna you to leave me alone you druggie ass bitch!"

"don't talk to your mother like that you little Bitch! And I was 13 once to I you know and why would I care about your whiney ass?"

"maybe because your whore of an ass got knocked up with a dead beat?"

"that's the final straw, pack your things your going to London with your aunt Lucille. She won't put up with your mouth. Maybe you can die in the process of it all."

Her mom was a total fucking hag. She would beat the Shit out of Olivia and starve her and not to mention live in a drug induced environment. She was an unfit mother, and shouldn't have ever had a child. It's not like she cares about Olivia!

**End of flashback**

Authors note: I know it's short,.crappy and it needs editing. But I will edit on the computer later. I have to write on my phone... Ugh. So vote, read, comment!

~Madison

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 30, 2013 ⏰

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