Is It Always A Perfect Storm?

Chapter 15

Visiting the house was a joy. Mom couldn't stop trying to tell me to "Get my ass back in this house,"

"What the hell do you think your doing. I'm your mother you will stay here,"

"I bet that your fucking that Ashton boy right? That's it. Mike is my favorite." She even made a fucking shirt that said 'Team Mike'.

As anybody with eyes or ears could tell, my mom always had a short temper, but I would usually just listen and act all sad and shit. But I never thought of really running away.

I mean, running away isn't really running away if everyone knows where I am and have 24/7 access to me, but you know, whatever.

At one point though, I think I was 13, my mom was freaking out because...

Wait, let me start from the beginning.

I was 13, and I just got back from perfect day tanning at my cousins house. I was all happy until I got home and heard my mom bitching at one of my sisters. I walked in the room and my mom stopped in the middle of her sentence when she saw me.

"Girls! Get the hell out of my kitchen!" I tried to walk away but as luck would have it...

"Not you! Juliette Kathryn, get your ass back here!" That was one of the first times my mom has sworn at me.

Sure I have heard her swear before, but it was never pointed at me. "Where the hell do you think you were?"

"I was at Becca's tanning. And I'm only ten minutes late. Traffic was bad." Talking back was probably the worst decision I ever made.

"You ungrateful bitch! I was gonna take us all somewhere nice, but no, you had to take those 10 extra minutes of Juliette time because nobody else matters but her!" Her words probably hurt the most, because she has never said anything like that to me ever.

"You know what? You're the very reason I hate my life!" Yea that's when I lost it and I started balling my eye out.

"I'm sorry,"

"Your fucking sorry? Who the hell do you think you are? GO the fuck to your room!" That was also the first time she ever slapped me.

I know some people probably think that she was a drunk or depressed, but no, she really was just that much of a bitch. But somehow, she could always put on a face and act like everything was fine.

My best friend at the time was Graham Matthews. Oh how I thought I loved him. We told each other everything. So when ever mom decided to be a bitch, I would always just go over there and somehow everything would be better. I mean we did grow up 2 states apart, but always met their family at the beach. Then when Graham 13 and I was 11, they moved in NEXT DOOR! That was amazing. He understood that things never stayed good.

"Things never turn out for the good. The other shoe always drops." He would always say that. He was also convinced that we would grow old and get married and watch our grandchildren play in the yard while we sit on the porch swing. But things never turn out good.

When he was 16 and I was 14, he died. It was from cancer and I spent all my time in the hospital. There was never a cure and we all knew it. My mom laid off for a while after he died because I simply wouldn't get out of my room. I would miss days of school at a time and stay locked up in my room for days. Only coming out to shower and maybe grab a granola bar and bottle of water. I was taking his death worse than his family.

After that I met Mike and we "connected" as the whole school would say. I started going to parties and coming home drunk at 15. And then mom would have and hissy fit but who the fuck cares?

I can't believe it is taking me until now, sitting in Ash's truck, on the way to his house, from my house, to notice that she never really loved me.

Ash's POV!!

I have wondered what was going on in that mind of hers but at the moment I knew not to ask.

I can't believe her mom thinks I'm the bad influence. She also made a freaking shirt that said 'Team Mike!' Like, WTF lady!!

"Hey Ash?" Oh my gosh. Did the woman really just speak?

"Yea?"

"You just missed your house," I started laughing because I didn't think that she would notice.

"I know. But we are going to the cabin"

"The cabin? But it's Tuesday and I didn't pack shit!"

"Yeaaaa.... about that. I had Jess pack your clothes and we agreed that she could cover with the teachers for us. And your mom won't bug you."

"Ashton Scott fucking Fisher! Are we really going camping in the middle of freaking November?"

"Yup" and that's how I ended that conversation and kept my eyes on the road.

Also, I knew that if I looked at her I would be wondering what's going on in her mind. I know she had a rough childhood, but stuff with her mom seems really tense and I plan to figure out why.

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A/N: So yes getting in to Juliette's head a little bit. Also getting some Ash. I want you to know that Juliette does NOT have an abusive mom. Well if you don't count words. But that story is true. Let me know what you guys think of stopping the plot line for a chapter and getting into their heads.

A little shorter than normal sorry guys.

TESTING HAS GOT ME SWAMPED ALSO MY FREAKING MATH TEACHER DECIDE TO GIVE US FREAKING HOMEWORK! Who the hell does she think she is?

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