-Apollo pov- ( My Y/N sona)
"Are you done yet?" My mom called over to me. "No, I still have some things to sign." Testifying against my dad in court was... really nice actually.
He finally got what he deserves. He has been abusing my mom and I for a few years now, and we finally have enough evidence to prove it.
"Done!" I called out. "That's great sweetie, It must be hard to do all this during finals. I still can't believe my little baby is going to college in a few months."
I scoffed. "Testifying against dad is easy. But college won't be. I'm not even sure what I should major in." I could have whined about how I didn't know what to do, or what to say for hours.
I handed her the papers. "Thank you, pumpkin. Anything I can get you?" my mom asked. "Dad repellent and Oreos." I joked. "I'll get the dad repellent at court, haha. And no oreos you'll spoil your dinner." I didn't respond, I was too tired to argue.
After my mom headed out I went to my room, and did what you do when your parents leave, and you're stressed out to the point you bit some of your tongue off. I curled up into a ball and softly cried.
I never really had a way to cope with stress and anxiety, cutting didn't work and my therapist is no help. I could rant on and on about how useless my therapist is. Not that she isn't nice, but she should probably get a new major.
I rant alot, I realized this in 4th grade, I was best freinds with a girl who never stopped complaining. I never blamed her, she grew up very poor. She went missing the other day.
