Molly was the only girl on the rugby team, the only girl smart enough to not fall for any rugby guy. But one day, the coach of the rugby team assigned groups of 2 for training, Molly was paired with Nick Nelson, star rugby player. And her best frien...
I typed in my phone password to check what Nick had said.
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I felt my face grow red, realizing I quickly closed out of instagram and shut off my phone.
"Dinner's ready! Molly set the damn table, I told you earlier!" Mum yelled making me jump. I quickly hopped to my feet grabbing the plates, cups, and silverware setting them nicely on the table.
"Mum, I'm not hungry." I say walking into the kitchen nervously playing with my fingers, scared for her response.
"Of course Molly! Of course you're not hungry, because when I make the food its always 'I'm not hungry' but when it's someone else making the food you eat it! But whatever Molly go upstairs or whatever lazy kids like you do all night!"
"You know what Mum? I have had enough of your shit! I don't deserve to be treated like this, I have never once done anything to you to make you hate me! I've always tried my hardest to make you happy, I've spent countless nights studying all night to ace a test just for you to sit there and still tell me to 'Be more like your sister.' 'Why can't you be like Amy?' Because Mum I'M NOT AMY! I'M DONE HAVING TO SUFFER TO TRY AND PLEASE YOU! I've had to walk home in the freezing weather because you were too busy watching supernanny or whatever you watch to pick me up! I'm done Mum! I'm so tired, really I am." I yelled, I had been wanting to tell her that for years. And I guess today was my final straw.
"Go to your room, we'll talk later." I stood there looking straight at my Mum, rage and fear, all the other emotions a human can have in my eyes.
"I SAID GO DAMMIT!" I stormed upstairs slamming my bedroom door causing something out in the corridor to fall. But I didn't care, all I wanted to do was cry. But I couldn't, I knew if I did the tears would never stop. I walked to my mirror and grabbed my stomach, 'Disgusting' I thought. I went to sleep with my body in the back of my head, how disgusting I look.
