Through The Woods

Prologue

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Use of slight racism and homophobic
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Young children are playing in the street as their grandparents sit and watch from their patios. Instead of watching their beloved grandchildren almost get hit by cars, they look at my mother's girlfriend of three years, Angie and scowl.

They whisper among themselves about how twisted and dirty she was to just waltz into their beloved small town, twist a woman's mind into shit and turn it rotten with her wicked views.

She paid them no mind as she put the last of our bags into the trunk of her old run down twenty-sixteen Honda civic and slammed it shut. The car creaked and groaned as it tried to hold up the weight of our many bags.

I felt someone pulling my pant leg and I look down to my left to see, Tommy, my neighbor's kid I used to babysit. That was until they found out about my "Manipulated mother and her sicko girlfriend."

"Are you really leaving," Tommy whispered, his face turning red. He was always a little shy, never really hung out with the neighborhood kids and would rather stay inside and read a book.

"Yeah, T, you know this," I stooped down to his level, brushing some of his sandy brown hair out of his eyes.

"B-but then I'll be all alone," he mumbled, hands clasped behind his back and twist his right foot in the sand.

I sighed, not really knowing what to do with this kid. I obviously had to leave, and I most obviously couldn't take him.

I was about to make up and excuse when someone interrupted me,

"Tommy, honey get over here we don't hang around these people anymore. They're sick and need help and we don't want you catching that, Mkay?"

I looked up, it was the neighbor on the right, Mrs. Jones, that bitch has always hated my mom and I, even when she was with my dad. She was always commenting on the little things we do, and it was fucking annoying.

I can't wait until she dies. I hope her kids take her ashes and throw them in a fucking hole. Personally, I think they should mix them with the adult fruit punch they have at every Christmas party and let em have it. Was that too bad to wish for?

Tommy kissed my cheek, whispered a 'goodbye' and ran over to that fugly bitch's house. I'll kill her myself if I get the chance. Rat poison should do the job nicely.

She continued to scowl at me as well as the other old scrawny people did from their patios. I didn't really care honestly, if you drove by really fast with the windows down you can hear them yell, 'you sick homos' or even better 'you black fag'. It's quite funny, even my mom chuckles from time to time.

After admiring the world around me, mostly dead but still, I turn to hear the car door open and the engine roar to life.

"Harper, get your ass in the car or imma put you in myself," my mother, Natalia spat out. It was in a playfully frustrated way, so I decided to test today's luck.

"What if I don't, Natalia," I spoke out slowly, my brown hands resting on my hips and my voice getting lower.

She looked like she was ready to beat my ass right there and then, so I chose to live another day. I stood up straight, held my hands up, and tried not to laugh.

"I'm playing, I promise, I'll get in right now ma'am," I playful bow and walked to the other side of the car to get in.

"Where's AJ," I asked.

"She went to get her phone on the back porch table, you know, where she always leaves it," my mom says 'in a matter of fact' voice.

I sighed, she always does this and looks for if for hours. Once I told her it ran away because she was ugly as fuck, and she quite literally sobbed. That was the 2 time I met her, and my mom yelled at me to apologize, or she was gonna beat my ass so hard, my dad would hear it all the way in North America.

I shuddered at the memory, shaking my head and leaning into the backseat. I decided to pull my phone out and scroll through Twitter.

A few minutes later, Angie, ran out of the house looking triumphant and victorious yelling,

"I found it!" She looked so happy I didn't want to burst her bubble by telling her we knew where it was all this time. I decided to drop it and let her have this moment. 

She got into the passenger seat beside my mom and gave her a quick kiss.

"Everybody ready," mom asked.

"Yeah," Angie answered for the both of us.

"Then let's go," my mom said enthusiastically.

...and then we were off.